Really?

A couple of weeks ago I wrote a post wherein I figured we were now a "big time" blog as we get spam. Consistent spam, three or four a day. Sometimes as many as eight.

Well, in the You Gotta Be Shitting Me Department, that post, which is about spam, received a spam comment. Somehow seems fitting.

There are days when I want to do something like this with the spammers...

Yup, launch a full airstrike, Weasels and all.

I don't get it, I just don't get it. Spam comments are typically on old posts, sometimes posts that are a number of years old. I am the only one who sees those (unless Juvat and Tuna are also peaking under the hood from time to time) so what's the point?

Really, you like the "fastidious content of this weblog".

Source

I'm not sure you know what that word means.

Give it up lasertest, I am not  going to check out your site, ever.





If you're thinking "Damn, Sarge is just going through the motions today..." Well, you're partially right. The Muse is being lazy, I ain't much better and I just started a Director's Cut marathon of the Lord of the Rings movies. Yup, all three. All at least 3 hours long.

I tell ya, other than the spam, I'm having an awesome Twelve Day celebration. Oh, did I mention I hit Barnes & Noble while in possession of a $75 gift card? No? Well I did. It was magnificent.

Now run along, I have some serious goofing off to do. Not to mention getting ready for Hogmanay.