Preserving the Virtual Town Common

I usually throw spam directly into the trash, rarely bothering to open it. When I do open it, and even when I take a close look at the headers, just to see what they tell me, the trash is the usual destination. About once or twice a year, I forward the message to abuse@domain_name. Typically it's to someone I have an account with, when the spam message is even more pernicious than the usual lot.

All I've ever received back is an automated note acknowledging receipt of my message and elaborating on basic computer security matters. Until now. ( Spam Science-Fiction Five-Yearly and see what you get.... )

I've been home....

...for a full 9 hours now. It hasn't stopped raining since I got here. This is not as welcoming as I would have hoped. Mostly, it's just plain wet.

Outdoors only, thank ghu.

My friends find the greatest links...

Thanks to madrobins and the wonders of Cake Wrecks, I point all at R2-D2: Beneath the Dome. Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. Or, as Mad so entertainingly puts it, The Can from Bollocks.