Speaking of Spam

In 1988, I was struck with the desire to have a can of Spam. I couldn’t sleep or think of anything else. So I went out and bought one. I scratched the date in the paint on the can.

I still have it, the date on it is 4-19-88.
It’s in my nightstand, just in case.

Spam, Cause you never know.


Well, I got spammed. I am apparently being punished for someone named “killer”
I don’t even know who “killer” is.
I know how the spammer did it, just paste and post the comment, then hit the back button and post it again. and again.
Here’s a sample:

Glue Factory Bob said…
oh boy — poor you. you have to put up with the consequences of killer’s actions. please do mention something to him about the evils of spam wont you?
such a shame that you keep such poor company. i am sorry for what i am about to do to you. but someone, namely killer’s little pals need to explain to him that when you go around spamming someone, you never know when it’s gonna come back around and bite everyone in the ass. please help me educate him wont you?

8:29 AM


Glue Factory Bob said…


it was pages and pages of this, each on a separate “comment”.


My dog cracks me up. I find it hilarious what he finds extremely important, like sniffing a pee puddle or another dogs butt. What information is he gathering? Another thing is when he has to poop, he sniffs and searches till he finds that perfect square inch. Then he poops in a spot about 2 feet behind that because his nose is in the perfect spot, not his butt! What does he think?“Dang! missed again! I was certain I had that one lined up perfectly that time!”
How come every dog falls for the trick when you throw something and don’t let go, the dog thinks you threw it and it disappeared?
But dogs display unconditional love every day, the best known example I think.

effect and affect

I have serious problems with the words effect and affect. If anyone can spell it out for me, I’d appreciate it. I guess If I put some effort into it I’d remember.

I got an email from my friend in Cozumel, here’s a piece of it, reprinted without permission:

I was pretty well prepared, also for a flooding; I had a few full stage-tanks ready under my bed and my diving suit and sidemount-harness ready to put on 🙂 I also had stored up with water and 300 hours of cave-diving lights… In the end, I realised that this hurricane could become really serious, so the better half of my brain stopped me from going cave-diving… (However, five hours after Emily passed by, I was already clearing the road to my favorite cave-diving site, Aerolito 🙂
My main concern during the hurricane, was the expected flooding, but another worry was a huge, heavy cell-phone tower, which is cemented into the ground, only 15 meters from my room… The tower got a bit bent, and a huge steel-structure on top of the tower, is now completely bent to the side, but fortunately it didn`t come crashing through my roof 🙂
Although Emily did pass by pretty close, she had a fairly high speed and, hence, didn´t have enough time to destroy the island.

Three hundred hours of cave lights! Plus all his tanks filled, plus his rebreather! I told you! He was seriously thinking about it. I’ve thought about it, not in a cave, but there’s not much wave action that reaches down, say 200 feet, but the problem is, staying down long enough for the storm to pass. And the transition through the shallower, more turbulet waters.

Got that girl at works computer all sorted, its going to be a sweet machine. I still have to install some more software tomorrow. I give her a week to screw it up.

One of my long time friends found the link to this blog on my Yahoo Profile the other day, she told another friend. Pretty soon everyone I know will know about this blog. Too bad they’re all too chicken to leave a comment! Heee HEEEE!!


Every morning when I walk my dog, I can tell that it’s getting darker and darker, because the sun is coming up later and later. This morning that singing bird I’ve mentioned wasn’t there. The first day of summer is the longest day, after that they get shorter until the first day of winter.
This morning I feel kind of “Plaino” I don’t feel good or bad, happy or sad. Just Plaino. I think I invented a new word. I always wonder how does someone know how they feel? compared to what? The only reference is how they felt at a different time. There’s no way for a person to know how they feel compared to someone else. Maybe my “plaino” is someone elses estatic, or vice versa. Yesterday, when I walked outside, it was fantastic- EUREKA! This morning was just…..plaino.
I wonder whatever happened to that mouse in my storage box? And if he’ll cohabitate with all the curleytail lizards that live there too, or if someone’ll move out? I’d rather have the lizards.
This girl from work brought in her computer for me to fix. I added a hard drive and now it won’t boot up. No video, nothing, just some beeps. I’m thinking the power supply or video card went bad. Of course, she’s going to think I broke it. I would hate to give it back to her in worse shape than when she gave it to me. I want to fix it and be a hero, not stumble through and be a screwup. You see, that’s the problem, I wanted to fix her computer to make myself look good, not to be helpful, and because of my impure motive, I get punished.
Today is my split shift day, I take a looong lunch
hour and then work late for a live program. I like the long lunch hour. I go to the beach and take a shower before I go back to work. I need some time at the beach. Remember how I’ve been complaining about the past few weekends being cloudy? I like the sun!

Time for bed

Not much to write about tonight.
I got my car back today. It seems to be ok, a stuck valve was the problem. the rental car costed more than the repair, (I’m NOT complaining)
And I went diving, finally. It was my 100th rebreather dive. We were underwater for 59 minutes. My total time underwater with my rebreather is 8930 minutes. There was a pretty strong current and great visibility.
Also, before the dive I ate at Burger King, and that was a mistake.
good night!


My alarm goes off every day at 5:00AM. On a good day, I wake up at 4:35 and say “yes! I can sleep a little more!” and snooze till 5 then pop tall, shave, make coffee and shower (in that order) then get dressed and take my coffee for a walk, with my dog. I mean, I take my dog for a walk, with my coffee.

This morning there was a lot of thunder and lightning coming from two cloudbanks separated by a swath of pre-sunrise blue sky. The bottom of one was a peculiar orange and the bottom of the other was red red. I got the impression they were communicating. first one would thunder and flash lightning, then the other would reply. Back and forth. Although the orange one was more scary looking than the red one, I got the feeling he was the good guy. Yes, now that I think about it, I am sure they were arguing about something. My dog didn’t want to stay outside, which is most unusual, I guess he’s scared of the cloudbattle.

Also, I got an interesting email this morning. An invitation from a spammer to beceome a spammer too! Isn’t that nice? Do they think I always wanted to be a spammer? Would you like to be a spammer too? Just answer this ad! I wonder how much spam that’d getcha!
(not a link, but you can click to view image exactly the same size as it is here, on a page all by itself)

He shoots! – HE SCORES!!!!!

As you know, my car has been giving me problems. I took to the repair shop and they said it needed a new transmission. After thinking about it, I found it hard to believe because I had the filter cleaned a while back and I was told the transmission was “perfect”. Also I found out from the receptionist (who happens to be totally hot) that their transmission mechanic was off the island.
Last week, I went there and told them I didn’t believe the transmission needed to be replaced.
There was no trauma, I wasn’t pulling anything, nothing happened to make it go bad, it didn’t make any noises, it just quit because the fluid just isn’t flowing properly, that’s all. I told them I wanted them to check it again.
I went back today and it was parked in the same spot. I took a guess that it hadn’t been moved since I saw it last. I confronted the owner for not looking at it properly and accused his mechanic of troubleshooting it by driving it to the corner, seeing the problem I described, and saying “it needs a new transmission” without even opening it up to take a look. (I took a shot in the dark, and scored a direct hit!!!!) I said I knew that it wasn’t dead and I wanted it fixed. I couldn’t afford a rental car while mine sits in their parking lot. Of course I had to do all this and still look cool for the abovementioned totally gorgeous receptionist.

They called this evening and said it was finished, $300. That’s a lot better than $2200.
Whooo Hoooo!

Dannng! Talk About A Conversation Killer!

I guess nobody liked my zackleys joke, Not a peep from anyone after that! Jeez! Sorry! I’m not the one who invented the zackleys ya know, its not my fault! In grade school this kid in my class told me he invented diarrhea, he was being serious too.
Since I got home from the hurricane, I’ve been asleep, almost 12 hours of deep deep sleep. Now it’s bedtime and I have to go to bed, but…. I’m not tired.
I feel cheated because I’ve had 3 weekends in a row ripped off because of bad weather. My last dive was July 4th.
I have a friend in Cozumel, so I’m still tracking the hurricane, hope they’re as lucky as we were. They should be feeling it right now. The eye looks like it’s closer to Cozumel that it was to us. He has a rebreather too and he emailed and said he had it all ready to go in case he needs to spend some hours underwater. He’s a cave diver and my deep diving buddy and I know he isn’t joking. He will go in an underwater cave and wait out the storm there.

Hurricane wait

10:30 PM (Saturday night)
I’m at work, the hurricane has begun. I got here, first thing I found was that the hurricane comittee radio wasn’t working. I fixed it (replaced burnt power supply) and now I’m hiding out in my office number two. I’m just going to keep adding to this all night post if anything happens worth mentioning.
4:07 AM (Sunday Morning)
Took a nap on the Radio Cayman sofa, woke up with the zackleys, so I had to brush my teeth. Do you know what the zackleys are?
The hurricane has passed its closest point. It is raining, but not too hard and the wind is blowing but nowhere near hurricane force.
I have rescued two frogs from inside our building and put them outside. Also, eariler, I was cleaning up outside my apartment and I found a mouse in my outside storage box. We stared and each other for probably almost a minute before he ran off. I would bet he is back in there now. I have noticed my dogs peculiar interest in that box for a couple weeks.
7:01 AM Well, it’s light outside. We really didn’t have any wind at all. It blew for maybe a couple of minutes. I am surprised and kind of puzzled. There wasn’t much rain either. I expected a lot more wind and rain.
8:52AM I’m going back home, Huricane’s over. Time for a hot shower and a big time nap.