Posts Tagged ‘antibiotics’

Spammers Win, I Lose: Correspondent In A Petty War

23 Apr


Classic Cleavage of Cyd Charisse


After seven plus years of running my own email server from home, I am finally ready to admit defeat at the hands of the enemy. Continued crashing of my once quite reliable mail server due to continuous and unstoppable viral spam attacks (literally, a denial of service blitzkrieg) have taken their toll psychologically, so I have decided to toss the whole smarmy POP/SMTP protocol into the dustbin with other once dreamy failures I have birthed in these miscreant times. Massive cleavage. The endless expenses and long tiresome hours of attempted spamblocking are no longer worth the fleeting glories of Internet self-reliance. This Dutch boy has done lost his flavah...

As I ponder the considerations any dirty-fingernailed war correspondent must never forget, I realize I will be forced to use some other slave form of digital communication. This DIY movement is great when one can rally others less driven to pile into your own creative inertia, but of course I've never had the privilege, so otherwise it's long heavy haul. It's times like these when we can take solace in some of our more classic cleavage. Checked out Cyd Charisse, did you? (But of course, I need some form of email, now don't I?) The choices are slim. I've long despised & avoided all those junk-infested web mail offerings, and my current ISP has been problematic in the past, can you say Verizon, so I'll cling to the fog on this decision for as long as I can hold out.

Meanwhile, my web servers are back in action. That's a load off, as I nurse a nasty ear, nose, and throat infection. Spent four and a half hours at the Wheeling walk-in clinic yesterday just to get a script for antibiotics. What's left of full health is still a few days away, but I am securely in recovery mode at this writing. My sweetie's back at home, and I'm all alone again, cast into an experimental exile of my own making. This is going to be a tough year. Just like all the others.


Sick Bird Of Brinkmanship

01 Dec

Throat Visitors

Throat Visitors


Date: Fri Dec 1, 1995 11:20:15 AM

What are you doing? Are you asking for people to create their own web pages? If so I wouldn't mind trying if it costs no money. I don't understsnd this password stuff. We'll have to discuss this in person one of these weekday evenings/weekends...BLUM

Date: Wed Jan 18, 1996 10:25:25 PM

Hey Bob, still haven't seen your birds, but then you never liked mine. Did you know that you can move your GeoCities URL to a location you might prefer over the one I snagged for you. There is a MOVE utility to be accessed from the GeoPages Homepage, if'n you are inner rested. Sorry to hear about that earache. Sue thought she was getting one the other day, but she hasn't complained since. Must have been strong psychic associations, sympathy pains or something along those lines. Anywaze, get well dude. No biggie on the walk.

Date: Wed Jan 25, 1996 1:10:13 PM America/New_York

Well Bob, must have been that half hour hanging out with you and Mortis last week but I've been sick some four days now, sick and more sick. Do you have GIF reading capabilities at the office? Like I wrote you prior to your finally setting up your page, I composed a couple of graphics (Rigormortis inclined) you may or may not find compatible with the urges of the day, but I would like for you to at the very least look at them, and mumble something about why you can't use them. You know, that's the crux of our relationship, so let's not fall down on the job. If you DO have a GIF viewer, then I will try to round up an IBM floppy and download them to that so you can do what you will with them. Meanwhile, keep the shit a flying, or at least, bag it.

Date: Sun Feb 5, 1996 10:30:10 AM America/New_York

Thanks Bob for the antibiotics. I'm feeling much better. Sue is sicker, having lost most of her voice, and is now on the stuff.


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