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Thursday,
January 13, 2005

Why I shouldn't be allowed to have pointy things

I work in a modular cubicle with fabric walls. Since tape doesn't really stick that well to fabric, I've gotten into the habit of pinning things up with those long T-pins you can get at Staples. I keep a few of them stuck into the six reams of paper that keep my monitor at a nice comfortable eye level, so that I can pin up new stuff as needed.

I also keep a commemorative 32 oz. plastic Cowboys cup on my desk -- I got it from the Dave Matthews Band concert at Texas Stadium back in 2001, and it makes a nice water glass (two and a half of those, and I've had all my water for the day).

So I was on the phone last week, and I started playing with a T-pin. While my brain was engrossed in conversation, my hands used the pin to make three evenly spaced holes on the rim of the glass. And then I hung up and realized what I'd done -- I essentially turned my favorite water container into a dribble cup. Now I always have to make sure I'm not drinking from the "bad" side, otherwise I wind up with a damp shirt.

And the scary thing is, I have large pointy things, too. Eeeee!

Okay, that's just wrong

So I'm clearing out my spam, as you do, and I open one just for the hell of it.

The text is something about being at home alone while her idiot husband is working, and do I want to come over and have fun, blah blah yadda yadda yadda. Usual porn spam, no big deal.

When I check the headers, though, it's addressed to. . .

. . .cdodgson@attglobal.net. For those of you who aren't Carrollians, Charles Dodgson is the real name of Lewis Carroll. That vibration on top of the Mount in Guildford is the good reverend spinning in his grave from sheer outrage, one suspects. Me, I'm just amused that I got spam addressed to that particular email.