Posts Tagged ‘Spam’

Giant Tree Tomato

Monday, March 3rd, 2008

I saw an infomercial on the tv last night for this. It almost makes me wish I didn’t live in an apartment.

Amazing Super-Species Looks Like A Fruit Tree
Produces Bushels of Tomato Clusters Summer to Fall Basket after basket of juicy mouthwatering beauties up to 2 pounds each… so delicious, so succulent, just one sliced up tree tomato covers an entire slice of bread! A super-growing tree that z-o-o-m-s high as a man IN JUST 3 MONTHS!

A New Crop Of Farm-Fresh Tomatoes Each Week
Yours To Feast On For About A Penny A Piece! A living tomato factory so desperate to produce that for every tomato you pick one week, two more seem to jump forth to take its place. Grow In Yard As A Garden Wonder…Or As A Patio Showpiece! Non-Stop Fruit All Season Long! Supplies Are Limited - Make Sure You Do Not Miss Out - ACT NOW!

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What’s this about Joe’s daughter?

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

I received an interesting email from Walt Stoneburner who apparently thinks my name is Joe or John Bozzay. Read on…

Joe / John,

Marcus and I are going over his tasks this evening, and it is very apparent to me that we’ve got more on his plate than one person can realistically handle.

The developers are clearly swamped in last minute fixes, and I’m personally concerned we don’t have enough face time in testing.

It is not enough to just take 30 minutes a day to test. It is fantasy to expect to test the software into a state of repair — developers need to fix stuff, and they can’t do that if they are testing. And they can’t test if they are fixing.

Joe’s daughter is a very good, parallel, solution. Can we get her in, interview her, and move on it quickly?

As in tomorrow.

Marcus and/or I can task her so that both Marcus and her are completely engaged in testing.

We have three tracks: the demo path, the bugs in TRAC, and documented tests.

Marcus being the sole bottle neck for the last two won’t work, because the developers are fixing things faster than is testable.

-wls

The 5th and 6th sentences are intriguing. He’s calling Joe’s daughter “a very good, parallel, solution”. I’m not really sure how being parallel could be a solution, I think he just wants to nail her. Possibly involve himself with this Marcus character in a menage-a-trois…

Well I’ll let you all dissect this further, but I will say it’s nice to see how thoughtful this Walt Stoneburner fellow is.

Special

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005

Since I don’t know how badly WordPress is attacked by spammers, I am opening up my comments to everybody. You don’t need to register to comment. If you want to submit stuff, go ahead and register, but to just comment, you don’t need to do anything special. Unless your comment is special, then you have to. Is your comment special? It’s special if you’re special! Are you special? How many more times can I say the world special? Did you know that every time I have typed the world special I have mispelled it as specail? That’s a special way to spell special, I’ll say! I guess that makes me special?

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Stupid Spam

Friday, May 20th, 2005

Can somebody please tell me why I get spam for websites that don’t exist? Maybe I’m stupid, but if what you’re promoting doesn’t exist, then what’s the point of promoting it?

From: Zackary -Dana@wyndhamdeerpoint.com-
Subject: intense actions

intense action to be seen
http://eliteocentera.com/holluci/dake/elder.html

Leap, and the net will appear.

The net seems to not want to appear.

The Past, Present, and Future of Blogging

Monday, April 11th, 2005

In another month, I will have been at this little thing called blogging for three years. Whoa, three years. Yes, three years. Which is usually the amount of time I quit doing something and focus my short attention span on some new shiny thing.

In the three years I have been blogging I have gone from having a day-to-day journal blog, to a tech blog, to a political blog, and most recently to a general comedy and rant blog. I guess I have a pop culture blog now, I really don’t know. Everytime I try to pigeonhole my blog my head begins to hurt and I start to cry. When I cry, things just happen to break or otherwise stop working… on their own. Yeah.
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