The hormonal ramblings of an Art Mama.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

SPAM: the most obtrusive, vulgar and abominable reality of our modern times. No matter how many filters I create in my e-mail application, the stuff still sullies my inbox.

And yet, today I received a spam e-mail that I would classify as almost poetic. I don't quite understand the reason that anyone would send out this e-mail. There's no suspect gif file or other attachment waiting to wreck havoc on my computer. The body of the e-mail simply read:

"The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.
A myth is a religion in which no one any longer believes.
If I had only known, I would have been a locksmith."


How obscure, yet kinda thought-provoking.

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