once again, as the spam folder fills up, I recycle the contents into *art*, or something thereabouts. The poems below, as always, are actual extracts from the spam comments this blog receives, arranged according to my whim. Occasionally, I hit on some deep stuff, addressing such varied topics as: correspondence: hello iam Lian your site […]

Quickly following up on the previous post, I have gotten yet more “promising” news claiming all my stuff will be done and settled by the end of the day. We shall see.

other than this is probably the best thing ever:

I just thought you should know.

As I may have mentioned in the past, while I post a a fair bit the social networking site that uses the big F as it’s logo*, I tend to keep a lot of “personal” information (such as place of residence, job, and relationship status) vague at best in the profile section, as I’m a […]

…courtesy of somebody named thebump on adequate man: I’m almost forty, and from what I can tell so far life is essentially just an endless series of moments where you realize “I was really fucking stupid five years ago.” ayup.

Rather than just dumping the spam folder out of hand every couple of weeks, sometimes I like to pore through it and get…creative. The short poems below are taken directly from text included in spam comments; I’ve mixed and matched and assembled, though I haven’t added any words; it’s directly out of the spam pile […]

Once again, my spam folder becomes full, so rather than just purging it, I recycle by grabbing choice bits of word salad and create ART. Sadly, there were fewer options this time; a good 85 percent of the 900 odd entries were the same list of questionable sales sites for knockoff designer bags for “black […]

This showed up on my work computer this morning. I think somebody may have dropped the ball.