Yes, I was going to do a post. And note today I kept my outdoor activities to 2 1/2 hours, so I shouldn’t be this ditsy.
Except that by the time I came inside, now almost three hours ago, I looked like I’d stepped into a shower fully clothed, and I’ve been sitting here not doing much except staring at the screen. So I’m going to guess I’m still a little out of it.
Today’s program involved honorable combat with the neighbor’s Virginia creeper which had eaten the flower beds on the west side of our yard, and was making a fair go at our pine tree on that side. Not completely beaten back yet, but I’ve discovered more innocent plants smothered in it, though one is quite dead and I have no idea what it even was. Perhaps lavender, by the looks of the remains?
I’ll return to full writing tomorrow, promise, but I’m trying to take advantage of having younger son here while he’s here. He’s capable of a lot of work without complaining. Since Dan can’t help, due to his knee issues, and older son is very busy, this is a boon and not to be wasted. Also, if he can’t find an engineering job after he finishes his degree, I shall rent him out as Earth-moving machinery. Seriously. Nothing makes it clearer the difference in musculature between male and female than the things he can do and I can’t. Yes, age probably has something to do with that as well.
Mostly, though, I’m grateful for the generous spirit that allows a twenty-four year old to be kicked out of bed at six am and set to work with no complaint, on things he can’t have the slightest interest in. At his age, I’d have done it but bitched all the while.
So, until I return and to amuse you: yesterday I did what I do about once a month and went through spam and trash folders to rescue those of your comments that WordPress decided were inexplicably dangerous.
I found a few, and also a lot of real trash and spam.
Now, most of those are unimaginative, and just the sales of medicines, or whatever. A notable one last week was a commenter bragging of the excellent health care… in China. No, seriously. It was on point, and a response to the post, but so deluded I couldn’t help but leave it in trash, under same principle as “Not today, ISIS.”
Anyway, there was a funny (because so insane) one in this month’s crop which I’ll reproduce below. First, Nigerian… illuminati? Second illuminati as a way to make money? And third… Mr. Steve…. WHAT?
At any rate, I figured you guys would be amused.
MY NAME IS SUNDAY EVANS I AM FROM NIGERIAN AM HERE TO SHARE MY TESTIMONY ON HOW I JOIN THE ILLUMINATI YOU MUST BE CAREFUL HERE, MOST OF THE COMMENT ABOUT JOINING ILLUMINATI ARE FAKE I WAS RECENTLY SCAM BY 8 PEOPLE CLAIMING TO BE ILLUMINATI AGENT. I LOST OVER $7,000 UNTIL I COME ACROSS A TESTIMONY ONLINE OF A MAN NAME RICH DOLLAR THANKING THIS GREAT MAN CALLED MR. STEVEN WHO MAKES ME WHAT I AM TODAY PLEASE IF YOU WANT TO BE A MEMBER OF ILLUMINATI QUICKLY CALL OR WHATSAPP. MR STEVEN Hello my brothers and sisters this message is coming right from the good Temple of Illuminati, Alot of people have been scam and dupe just because they want to join the brotherhood of Illuminati, so my brothers and sisters for those of you who are serious and ready to join here is your opportunity now to join the illuminati and achieve your dreams. 9 month ago I try to join the brotherhood of Illuminati but I was Scam by the fake people using the website on till I meet the right member called : MR. STEVEN who help me to be a member of the brotherhood today am so happy because money is no longer my problem now, …… If you need a help to join the Illuminati call OR whatsapp ………….(email and phone number deleted)…… May you live long you are a real son of the Illuminati