The "I Think Spring Has Arrived" Spam

Thank you Bebo and JJ for the following spam. Yeah, I now have spam being forwarded to me. Sheesh.

"There wobble is town only one thing which reading grieves me," observ "No, no, no," ring replied the wood eye protest daughter of the paralytic. (I always had a problem with Chaucer)

Better nights for less money... (Um, I get lousy nights for free. You mean if I pay less than nothing, I’d have better nights?)

Forget about your sexual lsoes (Forget about them? I’m not even sure what they are??)

Thnik muuch of yoruself, beacuse you wroth iStuper Vaigra (There you go! Isn’t Milton so much better?)

You will make her wet easier (Only happens if she’s not wearing her Depends)

Sooft Cailis. No problmes at all in yoour sxeual lifee (Lifee? Does this have anything to do with Isoes?)

Your female needs more? It's easy! (I got a female? Why isn’t she cleaning this house?)

You’ll surprise her with your Hulk (Lou Ferrigno, Eric Bana or Edward Norton?)

Just Another Wednesday

Here it is, Wednesday – hump day and I’m at a loss for what to blog about. We’re experiencing more storms this evening, but that’s Spring in Texas – tornado alley. We just batten down the hatches and ride it out.

The thumb? I pulled up more carpet and was prying the tack boards up with a screwdriver. Evidently I was squeezing it just a little too tightly and popped a blood vessel in my thumb. That stings. It’s much better today, so long as I don’t mess with it.

Contrary to popular belief, the cats did not take over the computer while I was incapacitated – it was closed up and they haven’t figured out how to open it yet. LOL

This weekend Bebo and I will be moving furniture in preparation for pulling up the rest of the carpet. If someone (and you know who you are) would like to drop by on Sunday and help, it would be greatly appreciated. We’d be able to get the mirror down then too – but it’s gonna take at least three people.

That’s it – that’s my Wednesday blog. Just boring stuff around here. No writing, probably won’t have time until Friday.

Ode to Spring

So it’s Spring, a time when every man’s fancy turns to love and every allergist orders their new BMW. Yep, allergy season. Flowers bloom and cast their sickening pollen into the four corners of the globe, instantly sending innocent humans into raging bulges of histamine. Sort of the Incredible Hulk of the sinus world. Spring, when the winds still sweep down from the Plains, pulling with them gusts of cedar and any other mountainous, plainous, regionalous piece of gritty dirt and grain it can gather. Spring, which brings rain, which in turn feeds the humidity level and nurturing the growth of tiny armies of spore ready to pounce with merciless fury on every human being. No man, woman or child are spared this ravaging menace. Spring will get you, in one form or another, and yet, our government allows it to continue. Everything else that can make us sick is outlawed, but not Spring. I blame the Spring lobbyist; those bastions of non-allergy mutants that rejoice in the coming of Spring.

Now that we know how I feel about Spring, what's your favorite season?

Goodbye Winter

If today’s 83 degree temp is any indication – Winter is over here in North Texas. Now commences Tornado Season Spring. So as a homage to Winter, here is the one good snow sleet storm we had. Sleet isn’t bad to walk on, unless you’re going downhill. See the ramp – yep, I was pretty trapped until it melted.