I get the strangest Spam. This morning I found one in my inbox with the subject “glass”. In itself quite odd. Anyway, it was in Chinese (or what looks like Chinese – how am I to know…?). As I was rather intrigued, I gave in to temptation and clicked the link. Ok, I realise spam is cheap and even if they only get a 0.01% ratio of sale, they’re still laughing all the way to the bank, but how about these nifty glass things. Dead ugly. I wouldn’t want one if it was thrown after me (I’d duck, for sure). And even if I had lost all my senses and my reason and taste and had a bank account to match Bill Gates’ – as it’s all in Chinese, how am I supposed to be able to order?
Guess I could send them a fax…
Better not.
Music in my head: (That Beatles song starting) Well, I’d rather see you dead little girl, than to be with another man. (Why? Well, I did listen to Rubber Soul Yesterday, I guess it stuck.)