Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Spam is my nemesis

I have this new crazy spam filtering system that sends it all to a web-based "safe" location where I have to scan through all the billions of them and see what was mistakenly blacklisted. I do it by reading through all the subject lines, and, not unlike reading horoscopes, I've started to wonder if spammers don't, in fact, KNOW me somehow, or at least read my email, because they seem to know a lot of things about my life. Here are the worrisome subject lines (troubling grammar and spelling theirs, natch):

do you love diet coke?
meeting sunday at 14-00
all i want is... casserole halifax
need a ksis?

These fall in category of there-really-should-be-a-short-story-about-this:

what about their earlobes?
FW: The Olsen Twins use online Pharmacy
you were wrong dispensable swede