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Found poetry: proof of artificial intelligence?

The following appeared in my spam filter exactly as you see it except for a couple corrections to spelling and capitalization. The line and stanza breaks are also original, as is the title. It’s not particularly good, but the line breaks and some of the syntax suggested poetry to me. Since this kind of thing is auto-generated, it makes me wonder if there’s a spambot out there somewhere developing a poetic sensibility of sorts…

Brilliant Some Ideas

Not to scare you but you already contain chemicals within your very DNA that’ll
illuminate
under the right circumstances and you’d perish terribly without
them. It is termed phosphorus. Additionally you contain
an exploding material and a very deadly gasoline.
That could be sodium and chlorine. Together they make salt.
Which can be what helps to keep you hydrated and helps electrical signals in your system (naturally too much of something can eliminate you) and you’ve however other more terrifying substances in you
also.

Low-voltage outdoor lighting methods are inexpensive to work,
easy to install, safe and movable. Outside lighting additionally deters
crime, and makes jogging through your garden safer during the night.

You have taken out all of the stops to generate your
property and seem first-rate. So why let that hard work vanish at nightfall when,
with a flick off the transition and some smartly put
landscape lights, you can roll-back the night and set it all on display?
Completed right, landscape lighting makes the top of everything you have got by highlighting your home’s architectural functions and drawing
attention to revered plantings and trees.

Tag, you’re it!

Thanks to another blogger I follow, Emily at Pajama Days, I have something to write about today. It seems that a popular form of spam-mail has made its way into the blogosphere: The List of Revealing and/or Amusing Personal Questions. In the e-mailverse you answer a series of questions about yourself and forward it to everyone you know. By this means we are all supposed to become better acquainted with one another, and I confess this has brought some surprising things to light about people I’ve known for years. In the blogosphere, you post your responses and invite readers to follow suit, asking them to post a comment with a link so you can read what they have written. Although I suppose the results are much the same, I find this version of the game far less intrusive and annoying, a kinder, gentler sort of chain letter, if you will.

So without further ado, here are my responses:

1. If you could have any superpower, what would you have? Why? Superpower? Heck, I’d be fall-on-my-knees-and-kiss-the-ground grateful to have ordinary powers.

2. Who is your style icon? Whoever dresses the mannequin at the Goodwill.

3. What is your favorite quote? Today it is: “Patient has two teenage children but no other abnormalities.” (From an unidentified medical chart.)

4. What is the best compliment you’ve ever received? To the best of my current recollection, which is severely limited and fragmentary, it was last night at the dinner table. I prepared a new recipe for supper, and everyone at the table had seconds and exclaimed both how good it was and how much they liked it. (I am notorious for trying out new recipes on my long-suffering family with mixed — or worse — results.)

5. What playlist/cd is in your CD player/iPod right now? I don’t have a CD player or an iPod.  Recently the classical music station I used to listen to switched to an all-day talk format, so I don’t even listen to the radio much anymore.

6. Are you a night owl or a morning person? By nature I am a night owl, but by decree of the school corporation I follow the schedule of a morning person.

7. Do you prefer dogs or cats? At this point I prefer pet rocks.

8. What is the meaning behind your blog name? My reason for choosing the name is lost in the mists of the above-mentioned memory deficiency. Right now, I’d say it serves as a reminder that the principles of entropy and decay are ubiquitous and unrelenting. In other words, there’s not a damn thing any of us can do about them so we might as well make the best of it.

It seems pretty obvious to me that I inhabit an entirely different universe from most of my fellow bloggers. Nevertheless, I invite you, gentle reader, to take part in this little exercise in self-exploration, whether or not you choose to share it with me.