Woody Cavenaugh

On the Eighth Day Without Internet
I'm on the internet
I guess this song must be done

Jeff Bennett came to town so we had lunch (Thanks Jefe). After food the small party (5 total) wondered what to do next and since three people in the party work in the same building on UNCG campus, it only stood to reason that we should go to the office and have a nice cup of tea. 298 individual pieces of blog spam later, I had tea and joined the tea party already in progress. There is apparetnly a new player on the block showing off his script kiddy blog spam stylings and trying to get a buyer. What that meant was that probably 200-250 of the spam in my blog was random names and two random URL's. I don't mean random sites, I mean strings of random letters with a ".com" on the end. He demonstraited that he could spam very well spoofing IP and giving various sites without standard filter rule sets catching him at it. Not bad work for a dumbass I suppose.

Sara and I proving that we have lost any sembelance of cool managed to plan and throw an impromptu party in one hour that no one would show up to. Even the guest of honor left by 8pm. By 9pm our other two guest had called to cast their condolances and I was in my skivies by 9:05pm. Its for the best, Sara and I have left the Big Bang Burger Barn of life and are entering the Long Dark Tea Time of The Soul. We stopped being fun about a year ago. At any rate, I hope to be sound asleep before the clock strikes midnight.