Signs of Spring and Spam in the Reader

Our parks and gardens are starting to colour up; snowdrops, crocii, daffodil buds and hyacinths. There are shoots on the shrubs that have been leafless since autumn. I glanced out of the window this morning and the tree was full of goldfinches. I grabbed my camera and got a very poor picture. Here it is:
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
If you look closely you’ll see two of them. I reached for my other camera but they must have noticed my movements close to the window, and by the time the lens cap was off, they had flown away.
It seemed a bit unfair. MasterB was watching them from the sill and they didn’t flap a wing. Yet who out of the pair of us would be more likely to attack? Continue reading

And of course, thank you for your sweat!

And of course, thank you for your sweat!

Not the sort of thing people say to me everyday, you’ll be relieved to hear. But as we haven’t yet got odour apps you might just have to take my word for it. Nice to know Air Max Nike appreciates me though. AMN left me a comment here on my blog. His cousin, Nike Free Run 3.0 also popped by and commented on the same post, Introducing Madame Fang. I had a bit of trouble following his thinking:

Thank you for any other wonderful article. The place else may just anybody get that kind of info in such a perfect method of writing? I’ve a presentation next week, and I’m at the look for such information.

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Let’s Talk About Crisp Boxes

You may remember a few weeks ago I posted this where I shared hints about how to simultaneously give your home slummy unchic appeal and keep your cat happy.
This comment on the post has not made it to the front page, but it made me giggle. I love the way spammers’ comments rarely have anything to do with the posts.
It conjures, for me at least, surreal and bizarre conversations between the spammer and his ex room mate. Enjoy! Continue reading

Nature Adjusted

My email was hacked and so everyone in my contacts got sent a spam which might have been a virus. The first I knew of it was opening my mail to see I had one hundred new messages. Most were fortunately saying the spam could not be delivered, so happily most friends and contacts obviously have pretty good security.

I had another couple from friends who thought it looked dodgy and wanted to know if I had sent it; one saying thank-you and how nice to hear from me; one from a friend who couldn’t open it and was mustard-keen to know what it was about.

It wasn’t the account I use here, and hopefully, it won’t have made its way to any other of my email addresses.

I contacted the service provider who promptly blocked my account. The next stage, getting a new code to reset my password, took far longer than the promised few minutes.

While I was waiting, instead of getting on with the work I should be doing now, I played with another photograph of the roses I posted earlier. In the end, I settled for a version which made me think of a book cover for a slightly creepy novel

Here is my original photo and the adjusted version:

Winter Rose

Adjusted Rose

Spam-U-Like

My favourite comment ever in spam was the one that said that my posts had Pullitzer Prize winning qualities. I don’t recall what merchandising site it was linked to, but it made me laugh and laugh.
I got six spam comments today. A high number always makes me look. These are all sites where they have posted a link to my page and want me to comment, I think the purpose is to increase my readership. I’m not sure as my Polish is very limited.
Checking my spam also led me to find that I had been given a blogging award, or maybe it’s just a nomination and there’ll be a vote, and I’ll have to put on that brave smiley face that shows I don’t mind losing.
I didn’t even know there were blogging awards until the other day, now every page I look at seems to be festooned with them.
So I am thanking Aurora publicly now, http://auroramorealist.wordpress.com/2011/09/20/blog-nominations/ and when I’ve read the small print I’ll see if it’s just the smile or if I have to do something else.