May 14, 2008

Dear Hillary, Thanks for the Google Ads

Sen. Clinton, I voted for you when you ran against John Spencer in 2006. Shortly after, I wrote you a heartfelt letter expressing some of my concerns as a voter, but neither you nor your staff felt it necessary to send even so much as an acknowledgement. But I’m writing to acknowledge you for your commitment to the ongoing presidential race. Specifically, I wanted to thank you for running Google ads. Knowing that I would never vote for you again, let alone donate, I felt compelled to click the ad, at your expense, and write to thank you. Your ad is the kind of ad that I could enjoy clicking, at your expense, again and again. Thanks and regards.

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December 24, 2007

Most Gmail Spam Ever!

So, I log in to one of my “Gmail for Domains” accounts today, one which I rarely ever log into.  What do I see? 233 new messages in my Inbox.  This basically just exists as a drop for administrative emails (in other words, spam).  Of these 233 messages, about 10 were legitimate.  I was still pretty shocked to see that of the 223 or so spam messages that made it through, that it was only but a fraction of the number of mails received — I received nearly 93,000 spam emails in the last 30 days (remember, they delete spam automatically after 30 days).  That works out to about one email every 30 seconds.

Screenshot of most Gmail spam ever

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All the emails were addressed to some random address at my domain (.com).  In this case, there probably isn’t much I could have done to stop these mails.  Another domain that I leave dormant that I checked today after seeing this monstrosity had about 3444 spam messages, of which about 20 were not caught by Gmail’s spam filter.  But the one thing that made these mails different than the ones I received in the other account were that messages to this domain were all returned mails.  In other words, spammers were sending forged messages, using a non-existent address at my domain (.com).  This can be cut down, although apparently not completely eliminated, by using DNS SPF records.  The only drawback is that not every remote mail server supports SPF.  As such, some of these emails will still get through to those servers. Google provides some guidance on setting DNS SPF records (if you can) that can help cut down this number, although it still will not eliminate spam entirely.

Ever received more spam than this in your Gmail or Gmail for domain account?  Post a link to a screen shot or post your story below!

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September 14, 2006

Carbine Love

Screaming with a wounded throat from the hit of a perfume and pheromone tipped bullet
I swallow the the lead and my own blood so how did your scent escape me?

Bang, bang, bang, baby blow me away
Fully automatic, oh, this carbine love

One last breath… but don’t close my eyes yet, just let your face burn in one last time
’cause for you i love to burn inside, and it just doesn’t die, so baby, say goodbye

With my kiss on your chest
And your bayonet in mine

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September 6, 2006

Loving Letchworth Despite Great Faults

I was somewhere I shouldn’t have been. You asked, where? All I can tell you is that I was between society’s legs and looking up her skirt. We were all alone when one of her buff bodyguard boyfriends brought his badge to break the fun. He didn’t see the camera flash; he heard her alarm bells shriek. Except when he arrived I was already right where he wanted: gone. Only hiding and I couldn’t stay away because her door was still open even when no one was there to come or go inside. I returned and approached him to tell him: the man he came to find was still inside. Gun in hand he walked cautiously into the same darkened hallways. His gun must have made him blind because his true target was already in his sight. There were two hearts plated in armor in the building that day. Except where I walked with curiosity, imagination, and even sympathy for souls stuck there somewhere: he walked with duty in mind, gun in hand, and fear in heart. He never found who he was looking for because he was looking for a man that I imagined. I also never found what I was looking for, because I was looking for solace in solitude. Society says such seclusion surely sabotages sanity.

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