One thing I love about Thunderbird is the built-in junk filtering system. After a little bit of training, it wipes out 95% of the crap I’d rather not wade through to get to my email. Thing is, with any such filters, you’re bound to get the occasional false-positive, so it never hurts to double check.
The last few times I’ve perused my “Junk” folder, I’ve noticed a preponerance of advertising messages with subject lines like, “Virginia said hi” or “Has Carla left Steve yet.” I guess they’re supposed to be mistaken for personal correspondence, but for the most part, internal patterns in the messages are enough for Thunderbird to pick them out.
What I don’t understand (and if you know, drop me a line) is the smattering of nonsense that’s attached to the bottom of each of these messages. Stuff like “proud poetic seething sidereal decreeing presidential brash hut sham.” What the heck?
Some of it appears to be random sentences cut-and-pasted from books, which give you some nice, surreal non-sequiturs like,
from stem to stern? It’s called “dressing the ship.
“potatoes, gravy, broccoli”. It simply didn’t click until
specific meanings of all these flags were defined by
neutralize free radicals. Free radicals are molecules
group zodiac or self- propelled kayak trips
Kinda neat, eh? It’s like e.e. cummings sending me email from beyond the grave. I’m seriously considering compiling a few of these and sending them off to one of those godawful “underground” literary magazines that the dirt-hippies all read. I could make some serious money (okay, some money…) off something that’d be an otherwise useless annoyance.
There’s justice in that.
her sister ship Sagafjord (now the Saga Rose) were two
one city, Kent, Ohio, passed its own flag desecration
around longer than most others and this as driven me to
stomach. The things we see and smell, a phrase, someone
intact from the original enactments of the 1900-20