Friday Post-Spam Clean-Up Chat

Nothing like waking to a manual spammer who has left 47 identical comments on 47 separate posts. The decent spammers, the ones you would kick in the shin rather than higher if you had the chance, post a bunch of comments on one post so they are easy to delete. But no, the Romanian spam sweatshop has a new keener and he wants to comment on separate posts. Anyway, eleven minutes of my life gone but at least the place is clear and tidy again. That is what they say about me: he sure keeps a tidy blog.

  • I will not see The Di Vinci Code and not because it is trendier not to that to go. I really see no movies, considering such evenings an opportunity to go to pubs or practice lawn bowls. But this is weird:

    The 23-year-old University of Guelph graduate is one of a hundred or so Campus Crusade for Christ volunteers who’ll be visiting theatres across the country trying to get moviegoers to listen to a “Christian response” to Dan Brown’s bestselling book and the blockbuster movie it has spawned. “We’re not out to protest the movie at all,” Mr. Bellingham says. “We think this movie gives us a great opportunity to talk about Jesus Christ.”

    Jesus would be pleased. As He was pleased by the swarming to Mel’s movie as some sort of authorized version. Would the time not be better spent shoeing the children and feeing the poor and doing justice as the actual directions given might suggest? Harass movie goers…which letter of the apostles was that in exactly?

  • Coffee going. What else is going on? The Globe’s Harper kissy-kissy didn’t last long. I think the guy’s is getting a raw deal. Seeing as he campaigned on the “Government of One” slogan, we should not now be saying that the one desk in the PMO running everything is bad. Here, however, is what I think is going to happen. Sooner or later at question period, questions directed at anyone other than the PM will have the tag line at the end “sure you do not want to check with your boss?” Sooner or later his own backbench and cabinet will stop liking being treated like children. But that will be rude buecause there was that slogan…right?
  • Dang spammers. I hate being behind on Friday mornings. What else is going on? Here is a somewhat Canadian headline, though perhaps sharable with Norwegians and Wisconsinianians:

    Beware of moose, mayhem on holiday drive

    More than a million vehicles will hit Highway 400 alone this weekend in one of the busiest — and deadliest — weekends of the year, police say…

    I tend to beware of moose every weekend. But this is the holiday weekend that does start off the whole summer thing. We have no access to cottages but will be going to Ottawa to praise our rural overlords in the streets check out the trains at the Museum of Science and Technology. I have never understood why in a country so many thousands of miles across all the Federal museums are in one spot but there you have it. I can see the big trains so I will see the big trains. I will also have to find a statue of Queen Victoria and leave a few nickles at the base. I strongly highly urge you to do likewise just in case.

  • Mr. Lovery is apparently going to stay at Arsenal for the next four years, years of his prime, which is good. I missed the Champions’ League final this week in which we was robbed but as Morton has missed that game once again my expectation of disappointment has long been commonplace.
  • This is good breaking news but I wish we had Taleban and Al Queda packs o’ cards like we did for Saddammy and his pals back in 2003. It was a great PR piece as well as informational and wonderfully foreshadowed the growth of poker as a TV spectator sport. So can the power of the internet tell me who Mullah Dadullah is and what he did? This clip from the front page of the Google search is almost bad James Bond rip-off:

    Two of the council members, Akhtar Mohammad Usmani, a confidante of Mullah Omar and the one-legged former intelligence chief Mullah Dadullah, are also names…

    He is also former two-legged. Anyway, nice to see him in a tiny cage.

That is it for today. Dang spammers. Get me on the nerves.