I have two email accounts. One which I use to correspond with friends and family. The other I use when needing an email address for on-line shopping or a survey or other miscellaneous reply purposes. Guess which one has 11,128 pieces of spam in the bulk mail box? Yup. Offers for quickie sex, a home equity loan that is pre-approved, a larger penis, vacation deals, a personalized horoscope, magazine subscriptions, and sometimes unintelligible gibberish from someone with a very odd, foreign sounding name. I'm sort of intrigued by the larger penis offer. But I wonder if it comes (no pun intended) attached to a man or if I'm going to somehow magically sprout one. But I'm not about to reply to that one just to find out. Some things are better left as the mysteries that they are.
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Infant Goddess
In the Vixen/Xanthippe/Virago Tradition
About Me
- Bellona of Avalon
- Lacey, Washington, United States
- I was born in Colorado to a full-blooded Norwegian/American mother from North Dakota and a Cajun/Scottish father from Mississippi. Raised and educated in four states, eight public schools, and one liberal arts Lutheran college, I somehow ended up in South Dakota and was married to a mostly Dutch guy for twenty years. I then returned to Colorado for a seven year experiment living at high altitudes. I now call the Pacific Northwest home where I try to blend in with the natives driving my Subaru Outback and sporting hiking boots. I have two sons whom I adore beyond reason. The younger one lives with me and spends an inordinate amount of time on his computer creating video games and composing music. The elder one lives nearby with his amazing wife and their fluffy pup Gimli. I currently find myself without the companionship of a feline which feels odd to me. Technically I'm a grownup but I seldom behave like one. © 2007-2024 Carla VanBemmel
Bellona of Avalon
Infant Goddess
3 comments:
If you magically sprout one there could be new, exciting job opportunities.
As well as some new found popularity...
Chuckling.
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