Unusual Spam: Redux

Apparently the raft of spam I mentioned in my last post is an attempt by an internet troll to get my goat - he or she or it [subsequently referred to as (s)he-it] has moved from posting annoying drivel on the webcomic forum that I frequent, to individual attacks on various members. This is legally actionable, if only there were a way to identify the wretched loser.

Today I received an email from a clairvoyant that - instead of offending me - gave me a good laugh to start the day. You can see it here. Apparently (s)he-it signed me up for a bunch of different nonsense using sophomoric names. The result was, in this case, excruciatingly funny.

I can only hope that at some point karma pays this pathetic waste of human cytoplasm back for the negativce energy (s)he-it is pumping into the universe.

Fireflies

We don't have fireflies in Utah - it's too hot and dry. So they are one of the things I look forward to enjoying when I get back east. I recall seeing many on a trip to DeKalb, Illinois in the 80's, and always enjoy them whenever I'm on the Kellogg farm in Gap Mills.

The other night ToniAnne and I went into the countryside northeast of Harrisonburg to visit a friend. The conversation continued well into the gloaming, and we sat outside and watched the flashing jewels rise out of the grass and commence their nightly routine of "Here I am! Come boink me!" There were so many that the large trees on the property twinkled as though it were Christmas. I have never seen so many lightning bugs at once in my life.

Oh, yeah - and coming back from PonyCon we drove through the evening migration. Did you know that if a firefly is "on" when he hits your windshield, the blob of glup left behind continues glowing green for a few seconds...