We now resume our broadcast day.
For the curious, the theme for Tuesday was the breakdown of protective measures, Wednesday was the impossibility of self-removal, and today, well, it’s still in progress, but I’m voting for self esteem among the weak.
I’m no longer able to chuckle about spam. I swear, up until last week I’d get maybe 2 or 3 emails a week, but an address that used to be on VP is on some mega-list out there, and now I’m getting 5-10 a day. On the bright side, some of the emails contain pictures of naked people, but on the other hand, I don’t get to choose what they’re doing. This also makes it difficult to check my email from work. I thought about installing a filter, but I have a better idea, which of course isn’t ready yet. Soon. Oh, how they’ll pay… And yeah, I know about the obfuscation systems out there, and yeah, I’m working on that too.
Via Obscure Store, a man has put his head up for auction on eBay. The winning bidder will get to put a tattoo of his or her choosing on Jeff Swanson’s freshly shaved head, and he will remain bald for a year. Of course, with a $100,000 reserve bid, he probably thought it was a pretty safe yet still funny thing to do, but then someone went and met the reserve. I need to print out articles like this to remind me that there can be consequences to my actions, or at least to remind myself to charge a decent price.
Other stuff probably happened today, but my orthotics are in, so I gotta limp over to the doctor’s office before they close to pick them up. Seeya tomorrow.