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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
To be honest, I've never jived with "anima" as my title. It was something I came up with on the fly - the meaning was cool enough - because I was just ready to start a blog; and when I get an idea in my head, it has to be NOW. So - I'm writing here to tell you that anima has changed. After three years, I've finally come up with a name and made the decision to move to WordPress. I love Blogger; don't get me wrong. I got my start here - but WP has drawn me like a moth to a light; I can't deny it. anima isn't going away, it's just changing - a new look, a new name - a new beginning. Life is about change, after all. Some things must end for new ones to be born. Sorry - getting a little misty-eyed and sentimental. This blog means the world to me. It's my vehicle to voice my opinion, thoughts and life to the world. Because of this blog I have met and befriended many wonderful people. I'll miss anima @ Blogger. That's the truth. But the rebirth has happened: Sunshine & Farts makes its debut to all of my loyal and beloved readers. This blog will stay as is - all old posts shall remain - but this shall be the last. So come on over, have a look, get settled - and don't forget to change your bookmarks & blogroll links to http://sunshineandfarts.com/. Thanks for the great times, Blogger.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Am I a total nerd for getting all excited about a quiz that told me which punctuation mark I was? Not really. Am I a total nerd for getting all excited because I'm just finishing up one of my new favorite books, Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss? Absolutely.
Instant Messenger Phishing Scam Alert So I was chatting with Rose via Yahoo! Messenger a few moments ago when something odd happened. She was Idle for quite awhile - which isn't unusual, we just chat here and there throughout the day - but then this strange message popped up from her: ok everyone I uploaded a few pics to this geocities site http://www.geocities.com/theserealpictures please go take a quick peek ty 1736 Not even thinking, or reading it all the way through, I clicked. It brought me a Yahoo! Photos sign-on page. Hold on, I thought to myself. Something isn't right. I closed the window and went back and read the message and realized this was NOT from Rose. At the same time, she sent me a message asking if I'd gotten a "weird" message from her a moment before; that others were telling her they'd gotten the same thing. She said just before it went out, she was knocked off - saying she'd logged in elsewhere. I started doing some research online and found out this was an instant messaging phishing scam. Please see here for more details: Please Log In - YM Phishing; this is a link to TrendMicro. There's also more info on this scam here: Yahoo! Phishing Attack uses Geocities. That logon page was the exact one that came up when I clicked on Rose's link. Thankfully I didn't log in, but the same thing had happened to her a few days before - and, not thinking, she had. Which explains how they got into her account to send the phishing scam through her IM list today. She's changed her Yahoo! account password, and we're fairly sure that's all they were able to get into - as her Yahoo! email is just a spare, spam-catcher account. But if this were to happen to someone like me, who uses their Yahoo! email for just about *everything*, they'd got all kinds of good info on me (including the sign-on and password to my bank). I (as Rose will later) am writing this to warn you. The more people who are aware of these scams, the less likely they will be to fall prey to them. Visit the sites listed above, learn about the scam and what the fake Yahoo! Photos page looks like (though, remember, it could be a totally different page depending on what the scammers create). So if you ever run into this sort of IM quirk again, you know what it is and you know what to do. Please, everyone, be safe online - it's dangerous out here.
Spring snuck up on me! While I was cooped up in the house recovering from the flu, Spring happened. When I stepped out of my house to go to work this morning (first time in over a week), I was delighted to feel the warmer air, see the plants blossoming, and green leaves appearing on the trees. Nothing quite refreshes my soul like the coming of Spring. Though I probably would've stayed home and in bed if I knew what would be facing me when I came in today. Before 9am, I'd already had a wacked-out hard drive and a dead motherboard. Very nice. I'm working on the hard drive - trying to save the data. The motherboard has to be called in (thank goodness they're under warranty). There's tons of other catch-up work and I honestly haven't stopped since I unlocked my office (actually, there was someone asking for help before I even had the key in the door). Then I get an email from an employee having a problem (the problem being that he can't figure out how to use his email program, even though we've sat down with him one-on-one numerous times). I give him some instructions to follow and writes me back saying "I get a box labled blah & blah". Since this isn't what he should be seeing, and isn't related to the instructions I sent, I have to respond back with, "You get a box where?" His response? "On my screen." I'm not sure if he's trying to be cute, or he's really that daft. With this one, could be either one. Don't you wish you had my job? Update He told on me! When I responded back saying, "I'm aware it's on your screen but I need to know what you're clicking and where", he apparently got miffed and went to the #1 and complained about me. You'd think I'd be upset, right? No, I'm used to the petty, immature bullshit that goes on around here. So the #1 came to me and asked if I'd go down and personally look at it. The #1 was aggravated at him - not me - and I asked him if I could please, first, finish working on this busted hard drive. Because this employee can't work at all - can't do squat with no computer, and to me, that's a bigger priority. As far as I know, the other employee is working just fine; he's just "confused". He said ok, but I know he wanted me to go down right away. And you know what? I could have, in all honesty. I'm running diagnostics and chkdsk on the drive and it takes awhile to complete; currently I'm just looking up some info on it. But I refuse to be pushed around by these moronic, pompous asses. Yes, the employee in question is one of the highest ups. Yet, is it my fault he isn't qualified to do his job? No. I will help him - don't get me wrong - but I won't run down there at his beck and call *for no good reason* when I'm busy working on real problems that are actually affecting someone's work. I won't. And I feel sorry for the #1 because he has to listen to their whining, but I just can't make myself cater to immature and stupid people. I can't. I know that's not the best work ethic, but working in this enviroment - with all the bullshit, favortisim and politics that go on daily - has murdered my work ethic. Which is why I'm seriously thinking about looking for a different job.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Today I got a very strange spam mail in my Inbox. Not that they aren't all strange, but this one really seemed to stand out. First, it made it through my spam filter by appearing as a simple forward. Inside I found this gem: How are you, I know it's a way of writing "appetite" to sneak through the filters, but I totally read it as "appa-tee-tee"; not quite sure what an appateetee is, but this stuff will supress it. That isn't so strange. But the little limerick included at the end of the letter certainly was: Of the Witch of the West. You really have to wonder who sat and took the time to come up with this? Or was it randomly generated from some awful English-speaking poem generator the spammers use? I mean, what the hell is any of that supposed to mean? And am I the only one who finds that last line a tad disturbing?
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Let me preface this by saying that I have a tendency - when I'm relaxing at home with Baret and feeling silly - to sing-song out random phrases and make weird noises. The happier I am, or the more caffeine I've had, the worst this becomes. Blame it on the A.D.D.My strange call-outs are not something I ever intended to share with the world, but it's truly the only way I can explain to you how Baret and I got onto the subject of duck dicks, and, therefore, duck sex. After downing nearly half of my English Breakfast tea this morning, and feeling giddy at the fact that I'm no longer achey and sweaty with fever, I was being even more than my usual, silly self and I yelled across the room to Baret, "Suck a duck!" To which I then added, "Suck a duck's dick!" Don't ask why - this is just me - accept it. Baret then said, "I wonder what a duck's dick looks like. Google it." Yet neither of us were prepared for the image you see floating over there on the left. I was intrigued, to say the least, and began reading up on the mating rituals of these large-membered ducks (which are Argentine lake ducks, if you must know). One researcher believes they may use this long appendage to "lasso" the female duck, who is often resistant to mating. Honestly - how could I not share this information? And this is no Internet joke, folks. That's a real duck schlong, and this info comes from none other than National Geographic. I know it's all a bit twisted (this info, not his cock), but admit it - this is oddly interesting information. The researchers did point out that this duck had a particularly larger-than-normal penis - they know this because most Argentine ducks are only about 8" long! Only. Right. Not to fear, gentleman. The ladies aren't going to think you inadequate because you can't measure up to the Argentine lake duck. Big is nice - but no woman has ever wanted to be lassoed by her man's penis.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Since one of my best friends is blonde, there are few blonde jokes I haven't heard or used. But this one takes the cake - I'm still laughing hours later. The Mother of All Blonde Jokes, imho.
I, like the rest of the world I'd imagine, have been down for over a week with the fucking flu. No, not the "flu" - the "fucking flu". It sucked; it still sucks. I'm on Biaxin, because I then developed a chest cold along with the fucking flu. The shit works, but I'm fuzzy-headed, have dry mouth that could match the Sahara Desert and a really nasty taste in my mouth. Blech. But that's not why I'm writing. I'm writing to tell you about One Million Blogs. For a mere $1 you can be immortalized on the million blogs project - $1, so why not do it? You also get a nifty little icon for your site with your number placement on the million-slot grid. Cool, huh? So grab a space before they're all gone!
Thursday, March 02, 2006
So the word is now that Bush and Co. knew all about the possible levee breaks, the massive damage Katrina would likely do, and a whole slew of other things they claimed - after the fact - that no one could possibly have known the scope of. I'd like to quote our esteemed President, four days after Hurricane Katrina ravaged the southern U.S. and my home state: I don't think anybody anticipated the breach of the levees that gushed deadly flood waters into New Orleans. Which is very interesting, considering there is now a video showing a group of officials telling Dubya that very thing BEFORE Katrina hit. The video can be found at an article on this mess at CNN.com. Just gives you mountains of faith in our government, now doesn't it?
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