Spam posts: 12,867; Zed posts: 349
When I arrived at my blog for the first time in three years, I had 12,867 posts containing nothing but spam.
Some of this spam was in Chinese, Japanese, or Spanish, and I think they were saying, "Coke. It's the real thing."
Some contained links to graphic images of naked women, foreign investment company sites and Phoenix restaurants, and a few endlessly hailed the benefits of Viagra.
A few spam posts referred to my blog as "Perfect!" and "Magnific!" (sp?)--and of course as far as I'm concerned it is in fact perfect and magnificent (how astute of the posters)--and one just kept saying "Please write anything else!" (well, I never).
Blogger's antispam filter thought that some of YOUR posts were spam, especially the posts made by Dale of The Passion of Dale. Dale's posts seemed innocent enough, but who knows what evil lurked within?
It took me six hours to manually remove all 12,000 pieces of spam. Why God, why? If there is some joy a person gains in sending my blog 8,000 posts saying "Perfect!", I cannot fathom what it could possibly be.
But was it worth it to get rid of all that junk and get back to posting? You betcha! So cathartic.
Some of this spam was in Chinese, Japanese, or Spanish, and I think they were saying, "Coke. It's the real thing."
Some contained links to graphic images of naked women, foreign investment company sites and Phoenix restaurants, and a few endlessly hailed the benefits of Viagra.
A few spam posts referred to my blog as "Perfect!" and "Magnific!" (sp?)--and of course as far as I'm concerned it is in fact perfect and magnificent (how astute of the posters)--and one just kept saying "Please write anything else!" (well, I never).
Blogger's antispam filter thought that some of YOUR posts were spam, especially the posts made by Dale of The Passion of Dale. Dale's posts seemed innocent enough, but who knows what evil lurked within?
It took me six hours to manually remove all 12,000 pieces of spam. Why God, why? If there is some joy a person gains in sending my blog 8,000 posts saying "Perfect!", I cannot fathom what it could possibly be.
But was it worth it to get rid of all that junk and get back to posting? You betcha! So cathartic.
posted by Zed on Sunday, October 24, 2010
10 Comments:
Man what a whiner..
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
I occasionally have a spam sandwich. Two slices of perfect, with a thick heap of magnific in the middle.
Opening the twisty tin with the little tool is very satisfying. Do the tins of spam over where you are have the same mechanism?
In fact, they do, Sans.
Oh, and be sure to eat Chinese spam with chopsticks.
I would like to know what a "heap of magnific" means
we're not all from scotland, you know
Sans and I know. And Jen and Teri know. Chris of Some Guy's Blog knows. Even 離婚 knows ...
Why don't you know?
i hate spam - both kinds
the internet stuff
and the canned meat
Spam, spam, spam, spam,
spam, spam, spam, spam,
spam, spam, spam, spam,
Sploink.
Magnific & Whisky go great together!
It goes well with Dunkin' Donuts' Caramel Latte too.
But then, doesn't everything?
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