Love Notes from Spam

First, thank you and welcome to the new followers I have. This goes out to fellow bloggers who have followed me for awhile as well as the ones who checked out my last post.  I tend to be kind of self focused, but I’m glad you stopped by and I hope to get to know you all a little bit better by following your blogs.

One of the spam comments I got recently was actually sweet and thought provoking. It would have been sad and/or more poignant if it had come from someone in my past:

eventhough WE in two different places in our life i wonder where we would be if we stayed together

I think many people wonder this same thing, for better or for worse. Usually in relationship to another person. But this heartfelt line was sent to me from Gateway Battery. So my response:

Oh, Gateway Battery. I remember you. We were only together a short time before you stopped giving me what I needed. I’m sorry we parted ways, but I couldn’t work with you anymore. I had to move on. I’d hoped you could find someone else, someone who could get you going again…who could revive your life and energy. I hope you found that person. As for me, I’m currently seeing a Toshiba battery, and so far things are going well. But I’ve been tricked before, and I’m sure he’s only one in a long line of computer batteries I’ll have in my lifetime.

In another comment, In Klinefelter asks:

Would you be fascinated with exchanging links?

I’m not sure if this is the right use of the word “fascinated.” Unicorns are fascinating.  Exchanging links? Not so much. Thanks, but I’ll pass. Going to go be fascinated by some video games. Or a sandwich.

Maybe spam isn’t really spam. Maybe it’s a series of love letters from the universe. Deep thoughts for the day.

Spam Poetry

I think most people can agree that spam is annoying and pointless. Usually.

I mean, maybe there are people out there who’ve met the love of their life through a spam email or who are now sporting a much larger package due to the technique/drugs/therapy that they bought as a result of clicking through a spam link.

Spam comments I’ve received on some of these blog posts have actually provided me with some entertainment. Most of the time, the comment makes absolutely no sense, and the nonsense is kind of funny.

Last night I was reading one to MC Felbsalot, and he said that it sounded like a poem.  Then I thought about how people assume that some poetry has a hidden spiritual or psychological meaning.  Is the universe trying to tell me something with these comments?

The first one comes from…and I’m not even joking here, this was the name of the spammer…Justin Bieber. I’ve put it into poem form for you here:

Undeniably imagine that that you said.
Your favorite justification seemed to be at the web
the easiest factor to bear in mind of.

I say to you,
I definitely get annoyed even as people consider worries that they just don’t realize about.

You managed to hit the nail upon the top
As well as outlined out the whole thing with no need side-effects
Other folks could take a signal.

Will probably be back to get more. Thank you.

Lyrical, right? Probably profound.  I feel it really delves into human nature and how people are so quick to speak before they think. I think it’s an insightful commentary of how the internet has opened up so many lines of communication, and how now, those who may have felt they had no voice can speak up and be heard.

Or not.

The second spam comment might not even be spam. It might be someone who is highly encouraging. Or who loves me.

You could definitely see your skills within the paintings you write. The arena hopes for more passionate writers like you who aren’t afraid to say how they believe. Always go after your heart.

But since I don’t write paintings, and this comment was made on my movie review (not the epitome of art), I’m pretty sure this is just some random spam that just happened to sound flowery.

I’m glad WP filters the spam comments, but if I’m going to get some anyway, I’m going to make the most of them and use them to entertain myself.