Spam Hell

I have a vision of what hell must be like. I’ll be sitting at a computer with free e-mail, and every single e-mail coming in will either help me get out of debt, sell me a cable descrambler, or increase my penis size. How in the world I got on these lists, I have no idea. This morning when I came in I had 14 new e-mails, with 13 being spam. I’ve been setting little rules all along to help weed out the messages, but it only works for a while. So, I’ve started blocking major spam e-mailers. Hotmail.com, Netscape.com, and Earthlink.com are all blocked now. If I didn’t have family members using AOL and Juno, they would be on the list too. I got an e-mail yesterday trying to sell me steak knives. Don’t those guys walk door to door anymore?

Last night Mason and I went to Primo’s with Melanie, a friend of mine from high school. We had a lot of fun! Mason had macaroni and cheese and some of their cheese bread, and was in heaven! When it was time to go, a waiter said, “bye bye!” which set Mason off. “Bye bye!” he said. Then some people next to us heard him and said, “bye bye!” Then Mason said, “bye bye!” Over and over — I’ll bet the kid got out thirty “bye bye”s before we made it out the door, with half of the restaurant saying “bye bye!” to him and waving. Quite the scene.

Mason fought sleep and watched all of Shrek again last night. Susan and I have different theories on bedtime. She thinks Mason should go to bed at 9pm — a habit that always has him waking up in the middle of the night. I let him stay up until 10pm or so, which causes him to sleep through the night — makes sense to me! Last night, everytime I tried to put him in bed he cried because Shrek was still on, so I kind of tricked him by fast forwarding everytime he turned his head away. Mason loves watching movies this way. He thinks Star Wars: The Phantom Menace is a ten minute movie about a boy who Pod races until Darth Maul shows up and has a lightsaber fight with two other guys. The end. He also thinks Return of the Jedi is a 10 minute flick about a guy who meets Jabba the Hutt, has a big outdoor battle, and then meets some Ewoks and has another big outdoor battle. The end. Come to think of it, I should edit some of these movies down on video tape and just include the action. As if his attention span isn’t short enough already …

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