2007.12.13

Martha Rocha Cares About My Anaconda

Now that I've moved away from Berkeley, spam subject headers appear to be taking the place of bumper stickers as objects of my obsession (I no longer have to deal with quite as many exhortations to "Visualize Whirled Peas). I was just emptying out my junk mail folder and got one that might actually beat the "kiss of the womb" messages referenced earlier in this blog. Apparently "Martha Rocha" felt the need to invite me to "Grow an anaconda out of [my] trouser snake."

I especially like this one because it seems like it could be a gardening tip. Perhaps Martha works at Ace Garden Supplies and knows that I try to grow herbs. Could a "trouser snake" be a reference to a modern-day Chia pet, preseeded with tarragon? Is an "anaconda" an exotic new fruit?

Alas, her anaconda is less herbs-de-provence, and more Sir Mix-a-Lot. But still. It never hurts to dream.

This is the blog for Salt Magazine.

2007.12.02

Holiday Spam

I've decided to make a preemptive New Year's resolution and get back in the swing of the Salt blog. In that spirit, let me pose a question to the remaining one or two readers who still frequent this page (Jim, Dad and Bonnie-Sue, I'm talking to you): What is up with the subject lines of spam messages these days?

The subject matter of these emails appears to still be the same -- penis enlargement, cheap prescription drugs, Swiss Rolex watches -- but their subject lines themselves are getting quite bizarre (and explicit). Not so much with the drugs and the watches -- more with the penises. I don't think I've ever heard as many disturbingly creative ways to advertise penis enhancement products. For example:

-Have you ever felt the kiss of a womb? You will with your new huge rod.
-Turn your small knob into a huge meat stick!
and, just this morning,
-Turn your trouser mouse into a monster schlong!

I don't know what everyone else out there wants for Christmas, but if I were to have a penis, I don't think that "huge meat stick" or "monster schlong" would be on the top of my list for Santa. I mean, really. Are they just trying to get around the spam filter? (Apparently Yahoo mail is too clever for monster schlongs -- that one went straight to bulk mail.) Or are there some teenage spammers in Russia somewhere who are getting really bored (and/or have recently seen the movie Superbad)? It doesn't make sense.

Not too much else to report from around these parts. I made my first  stew yesterday. It had beef chunks in it and dumplings in it, which sounds like it could be made into some sort of spam message itself (turn your fluffy dumpling into hot beef!). Turned out pretty well, but the whole house still smells like pot roast. The best part about it, though, was the epicurious comment board in which 124 people weighed in with their thoughts on the dumplings. Opinions varied wildly. Some claimed this was an instant family classic, that people were clamoring for the dumplings, that next time they'll triple the recipe because everyone wanted more. Others described them as too fluffy, doughy, dumpling-y.

Personally I found them to be exactly what you'd expect if you took dollops of homemade Bisquick and dumped them into your stew -- sort of tasteless fluffy things that were satisfying because they sopped up the stew and gave your body a quick fix of carbs. But I liked the spirit of the dumpling commenters. They really seemed like they cared.

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2007.02.13

I was going to try not to mention this, but . . .

. . . the vegetable Oedipus link makes it IMPOSSIBLE for me not to recount this incredibly dorky and yet amazing joke that Andrea G once told me, while we were talking about Latin:

-What was Oedipus's fatal flaw?

-He conjugated when he should have declined.

God, that's good.

Oedipus Rex, Broccoli-Style

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This from Marie: the story of Oedipus Rex, as told by vegetables.

(My favorites are the cauliflower sheep.)

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2007.01.23

A monkey I like.

What the hell is happening to me? First Celine Dion, now monkeys? Well, no, I still hate monkeys. But I do, however, love this monkey card generator . You can design your own monkey, choosing from designs such as "receptionist" and "coworker," dress them up in little outfits, put them on the beach or in your bedroom, and then make them say stuff. (You type in text and then it reads it aloud, in a variety of different voices.) The British voices are the funniest.

Now, instead of working, I'm trying to think of everyone in my life I could possibly send one of these cards to. Thanks, Marie, for passing along this gem.

2006.11.22

Jesus Spam?

I just got a spam message from a sender named "Jesus." My question:

Is that an effective technique?

2006.10.20

Faces of Noah

This from Jenn K: a video of a guy named Noah who took pictures of himself every day for six years. It's strangely captivating, and makes you want to start similar projects yourself. Or maybe that's just me. And maybe that's just because I'm procrastinating.

2006.04.28

You Can't Putt With Us

First, quick follow-up post on the Nokia/Cingular one below: did anyone notice what's on the screen of the Nokia? Is that Michelangelo? (Or, maybe, ET?) Either way, it seems a little presumptuous for a cell phone.

Second, if you haven't already, you really need to start listening to woot.com's podcasts. Especially this one, an Eminem-esque rap about a Nike OZ Blue Chip Putt Putt mallet (or something). It doesn't matter really what the product is--just click on the podcast. My favorite line is the one about the Indonesian kid.

2006.04.18

When Creative Minds Get Tech Jobs

This just in from Vanessa: woot.com, a tech site that has daily podcasts for which they write songs about computer products. Pretty amazing. Go to the site, click on the podcast icon on the right hand side of the screen, and listen to today's ditty: "Song for Netgear," complete with flute solo. Thank you for this, Vanessa. Thank you.

2006.03.29

Think for yourself.

FeauturemainmarsI love this site. You Decide is KQED's personal antagonist. It asks you provocative questions--should we have a single payer healthcare system? Should we allow gay marriage?--and then argues the opposite side of whatever you say. It's like having your own personal devil's advocate. A site that will either open your mind or piss you off . . . depending on how you look at it.

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