Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Tink, the light goes on

So that's what being spammed is! Or at least, I assume that's what it is, two very strange 'comments' on my other blog that lead to different links, totally unconnected to anything contained within my poetry. Hmm, we'll see if it becomes a problem or not.

Actually, my own title for this very post has given my an idea. I'll be back!


Ruth said...

Yes - I often wondered what it was like too. It took me a while to realise that I'd had a spam (or does one say "been spammed"???). I visited the spammer's (?) site and it was a blog comprising details of how to order condoms in various sizes. For me, it was less of a "tink, the light goes on" and more of a "darkness turns into light very, very slowly indeed". It was a sort of "eh? Ng??? pause. eh??? pause. uh?????" I'm terribly dim sometimes.

Louise said...

I think I would rather have had that the one of the ones I got, leading me to a site on how to deal with cancer. Not pleasant. The other took me to a site about good lawyers...?

Then I realised I had one ages ago, that took me to a site of just photographs of a taxi drivers day, is the only way I can describe it. Somewhere in America.