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Silly tech question (about spam, doh)

A spammer (or a swarm of spambots from hell) is sending out junk e-mails using a return address in the form fakename@sf-f.org.il to various non-existant users, and I’m getting hit by the auto-generated “undeliverable mail” e-mails that silly mailer programs produce.
Then there are the virus-blocker messages (a file you “sent” was blocked as a virus), and the silliest Message you sent blocked by our bulk email filter.
Is there any way to stop this or mitigate the annoyance? I doubt anyone reads the Lazyweb requests. Maybe there’s a spam FAQ.

It’s remarkable that e-mail survives, considering how broken it is. Maybe because anything else is even more broken.

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South Park Studio

Because everyone’s playing with the South Park Studio thing:

South Park Dotan

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Sleuth like it’s 2002

Oddly, I stumbled across this by randomly pecking at my browser history. I’d followed some link to this blog from Soshana Forbes, I think. But scrolling down, I found this, the result of this and a follow-up to this. Apparently, Nana readers are now playing the game the IRPPS forum has been playing way back when. Except they aren’t really putting too much effort into this, because it’s not really difficult (or interesting) to answer a question that’s already been answered.
Having a whole blog that asks who he is is impressive. Or at least, it might be, if it had more than two posts (then, actually, it would be scary).
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Owww

People complaining of their aches and pains seems a recurring motif in blogs I read lately. Turns out that it was foreshadowing.
I slipped in the bath last night. Soaping my feet, not very clever, but I’ve done it each time I showered since moving here, so I got careless. And falling, it’s this moment that’s so slow and so helpless and I felt so stupid until my head slammed the side of the bath. Or had I already hit my head, was I remembering what happened, pretending I could do something?
No blood, but there’s an angry red abrasion on my scalp, and my head throbs, my neck got all whiplashed and hurts to move. Annoying. I was surprised when I woke up in the morning that the pain had gone down enough for me to fall asleep, because lying in bed after the fall it seemed that the discomfort would never decrease all the way to bearable. Perhaps I was just tired.
Anyway, ouch.

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Must… Uninstall… Snood…

Ploop. Ploop. Ploop.
Tan-ta-DA!

Why did I install it in the first place? Something to do with Freecell not giving me enough of that sugary-crack-cocaine brain deactivation fix. Now going through withdrawl. Got the shakes, bad. Ploop. Ploop.

Watched 4 episodes of Rome (including the one which is the source of astronomi’s disturbing LJ userpic). It is fun, more watchable than Deadwood so far. Somewhere in the Internet the show was summarized brilliantly as having enough sex, violence, gore and pagan exotica to make you sit through the politics. It can also be quite funny, as in the episode where Atia (Polly Walker)’s household (relatives of Julius Caesar) prepare to kill themselves before Caesar’s enemies break into their mansion and start arguing over who will kill whom (“Octavia’s still mad at me, so she’d rather you kill her instead”), or when Titus Pullo (Ray Stevenson) tells his commanding officer Lucius Vorenus (Kevin McKidd) about his wife’s clitoris (“how do you know about that?!?” “every woman has one!”)

I’ll agree with Abigail that Polly Walker’s Atia (Rome‘s answer to Siân Phillips’ Livia, or Joan Collins’ Alexis, although Abigail finds her lacking in comparison) is a terribly stereotypical female villain. Walker herself calls Rome a soap, and Atia really defines it as one. But while the character is annoying, it’s nice to see the really pretty actress from Enchanted April again (and nekkid!).
The recapper from Television Without Pity insists she looks just like Melinda Clarke. Which made me to look up Melinda Clarke, and discover that I have a picture of her sitting in my hard drive for years, since I ran across it while looking for images from the movie Spawn. See, I needed a photo of a cyborg-demon to use as a character illustration for a character sheet, and hey, here’s a picture of this femme fatale redhead, better save it, it might be useful.

Bloop.