Wednesday, 29 March 2006

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Can Someone Explain This To Me? [UPDATED!] [AND AGAIN!] I normally avoid writing about such trivial stuff, but in addition to garden variety exhaustion I'm now running a fever. So the little things are getting to me. Like spam whose intention I can't fathom. I understand penis-enlargement spam. Plays off insecurities. Contains links to penis-enlargement pills. Makes sense. Weight-loss spam? Makes sense. Car insurance spam? Makes sense. "Beaver in disloyalty kisses the drizzle's price" spam? "Beaver in disloyalty kisses the drizzle's price" is all the email says. That's it. No link. Nothing. There's a point to the pointless of "Colorless green ideas sleep furiously." Why would someone named "point man" want me to know what happens to those who are "beaver" in their disloyalty? Why would somone who is want to kiss "the drizzle's price"? Who is The Drizzle? What is his price? Do I only have to pay to kiss it if I'm beaver in disloyalty? Or is "kissing the drizzle's price" a euphemism for the dire fate of those who are beaver in their disloyalty? Maybe this is some sort of test. Maybe "point man" wants to know whether I'm beaver in disloyalty. Maybe this post proves that I am. Maybe it proves that I'm not. Hard to tell. [UPDATE: Since posting this I have received another email--this one from "morgan bridges" who wants me to know more about "fanaticism dry cleaners." What more? "Bash and nobody glimmers in the bridle of the creator."] [UPDATE II: Now "harriot trent" informs me of "my raise." In the interest of fun I will render it in free verse form: shift. flap unwanted unmoved in the animated disruption. lip to! the quietness drifts heroic, too residual to adjourn, to subscribe to a lantern of estimation. the merry-go-round of influenza punctures all odd-jobs. catnap contentment, the soap opera errand. the sigh to commemorate what was Catholic, as the octopi gather verification to vandalize the "v" with illumination. I'm tempted to say that "harriot trent" is really Rich winding me up. Some of that's too evocative to be truly random.]

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