September 23rd, 2002


SPAM, not spam

Made a somewhat surprising discovery this morning: SPAM is edible.

While pharwarner and his mom were visiting a couple of weeks ago, we visited the SPAM museum in Austin, Minnesota. It's a surprisingly interesting place, and shows off Hormel's sense of humor about itself. I picked up a couple of cans of SPAM while I was there. This morning, I opened the can of SPAM with cheese and had some for breakfast. It wasn't bad at all, though it's not something I'd choose to eat every day. Surprise, surprise. All I'd remembered from eating it as a kid was "yuck!".
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    surprised surprised

spam, not SPAM

Been talking to the cable internet sales folks all day. I'm having a hard time getting across to them the concept of a blocklist, and why I want to make sure the static IP address I get assigned won't appear on one or more. I finally educated the salesdroid enough to convince him that 1) no, I'm not a spammer, and 2) I know the issues and have good reason for wanting to know the IP address range they allocate from so I can check to make sure it's not blocked somewhere. After all, paying $140/month for two years for an address that I can't get good use out of is not on the agenda.

Also called my current DSL provider. No, they still don't offer static IP addresses for residential customers, though it's coming "real soon now". Yeah, and it has been since January.
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    grumpy grumpy

Country music can be fun

I've always been one to slam country music as being "bwanga twanga...Better shut your face, buddy, before I ram this beer can up your nose". Most of it probably still is, but I have discovered that at least some can be fun.

I like the mystery novels of Kinky Friedman. He's a smartass even in relation to most of the genre, and that's saying something. I finally went poking around looking for some of his music, and found it - and while there's some of the typical country stuff (Sold American being the prototypical example), there's also some genuine fun there. I haven't listened to all of it yet, but Asshole from El Paso and They Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Any More are worthy of Dr. Demento. Get Your Biscuits in the Oven and Your Buns in the Bed would be too, except it would get the studios bombed by angry feminists. Recommended.
  • Current Music
    Kinky Friedman and the Texas Jewboys - They Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Any More