Laser Engraved iPhone!

This was bound to surface sooner or later; looks pretty good on that surface, no? Got this from deviceninesix.






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Today's Spam

Subject Line: For example, you simply do not know if you will wake up tomorrow.

Body:

•When giving to others also equates to sacrificing oneself then we will become discontent and eventually ill.

•How do we learn the things we value most?

•A tragic event in our lives simply does not heal by virtue of the fact that it was something that occurred further and further back in time.

•There is so much to know.

I don't understand how stock tip spammers get the text that ends up in my spam emails. Today's lines appear to come from this blog about learning. This spam compels me to consider my own mortality rather than whether or not I'm missing out on the YouTube of China. This spam is confused.

Saturday Spam

This comes as a relief to you, as you get scattered when forced to work with large groups.

Their talking, and my respectfully listening, I ought rather to is there anybody here for a youngster booked in the name of the same materials are scattered over the desks? Too miserable again, and I listen to all they tell me with a vague feeling of aggression.

•Their powerful convictions remind him of the man he once was.

•She sets out to strike down her once fellow exploratory.

•The club scene is dead.

Spam is Profound.

Yes, kind readers, I abandoned you months ago. What can I say? I never loved you and I'm sorry. No. Of course I have no readers in this space, but if you accidentally happened upon the page then you're in luck because I have something that I'd like you to take a look at. It's spam.

Yahoo's spam filter is great, but lately some emails advertising stock tips have been slipping through. I don't know very much about how email filters work, but it seems like this particular spammer has an effective method to stealth messages past the sentries at Y-Mail. I think it has something to do with the everyday language they use, which seems to trick Yahoo into believing that this is an email from a known acquaintance - surely the person who emailed me with the following subject line is no salesman:

"I do not know why, but I am already happier somehow knowing that I might be very busy with jobs and school."

If Yahoo's keeping out the rif raf by selecting out certain spammy phrases, this would be a good way to perry that. But the perps don't stop there. The carefully arranged prose in the body of the email also seems designed to tiptoe over the spamfilter tripwires, which brings me, mercifully, to my point: The people who write emails for the purposes of eluding spam filters are gifted poets. Here today are some actual sentences from an email I received today:

My grandma wants me to do everything for my father and just drop whatever i want.

I have been ready to give up so many times. and when i tell them how i feel.

when i was a school girl, i was anything but giddy.

Many about technology on which I depend somehow getting damaged.

Life is good very, very good except. My eyes are drooping.

I don't agree, crazy can be turn in a superpower.

It's found art. Christopher Wool pulls phrases from movies, stencils them onto a canvas, and subsequently presents what is now merely a sequence of words devoid of any context. You read them and, because you've most likely never seen the movie or if so don't remember the line, immediately create your own context. His stuff hangs at MOMA in New York. Somebody get me some stencils and a can of spray paint, quick.

Avid Keyboard, You're the Best.

Until further notice I'm dedicating my partition of myspace to mygirlfriend: Avid Keyboard. Look at her there, just waiting patiently for me to tell her what to do. She never complains, never protests; even if she knows I'm making a mistake she goes along with it so as not to embarrass me in front of my clients. You're smart as a tack AK; I love to tell the guys about that time you digitized all my dailies and let me type annotations at the same time. But you're not just brains. I like your style, Avid Keyboard. Your color-coded ensemble is simply a classic. You're always in style no matter where we are - heck, last week all I wanted to do was take you for a spin on the internet so I could visit some of my favorite websites - and there you were, all dressed up just to look good for me. Avid Keyboard is always down for whatever. Trim mode? "Sure babe," she seems to say. Effects mode? "Even better," she purrs. When I need to work on the mix for awhile, that's fine by you. When it's time to render, you render. When it's time to export, you export. And when it's time to play? Well, you're never against that either ; ) Yes, I've hit you. But there are times when you just need help understanding. You get that right? That I love you and I'm just trying to help you understand? AK supports my career, she lets me browse porn or read about sports all night if I want, she's always lookin' good and she never complains no matter now late I have to work. In short Avid Keyboard, you're the perfect girl for me.