Martin Gleeson: Blue Zone

Weird enough to get through my gmail spam filter.

From: Pearlie Horn
Date: Fri, 27 Nov 2006 22:45:38 0000
Subject: ostrich-egg nitrogen balance
To: info@gleeson.net

employed in agreeing to everything her ladyship said, thanking her for every fish he won, and

Yes, that’s the whole email. No attachments, no hyperlinks, nothing else.

The body of the message is a fragment from Pride and Prejudice: “Mr. Collins was employed in agreeing to everything her Ladyship said, thanking her for every fish he won, and apologising if he thought he won too many.”

The only purpose I can imagine for this is a spammer checking through a mailing list and sending these messages to track bounces to cleanse incorrect/inactive addresses from the list. At least they have an interest in classical literature.

We had spinach and ricotta agnolotti for dinner tonight and got onto the subject of the origins of pasta. Noodles, pasta, history - some real, some legend (like Marco Polo bringing it back from China in the 13th century) all the italian names for the various types, and Deb says “so what did they [Italians] eat before pasta?”. I responded: “sauce.”

Today I have been around for 13337 days (thanks Mum. For the spreadsheet too!). Now THAT’s ‘leeet.

Best blog I’ve seen in a while: There ain’t no sanity clause. Worth a look just for the intro/disclaimer at the top.

Nick mentioned to me a while ago that he didn’t like the commercialism* associated with Christmas. I suggested that he celebrate Festivus. So I’m having Festivus this year at my place. 8pm on the day. Let me know if you want to come.

* My characterisation rather than his. I’ll leave it to him to tell you what he really thinks.

Me? I like Christmas. The family, friends, fun part. Not the shopping part.