sharpchick_2011: (Cat with lime)
I've been trying to be patient with the spamming, thinking you'll get it under control.

Spammers are quite taken with using my genealogy and cemetery blogs for their ads, links and misspelled bullshit comments.

For the last 5 days, spammers have been the most active in Graven Images.

Just last night as I slept, there were eleven comments, most buried in strings of legit comments.

IP addresses originating in Western Europe take the lead, followed by China, Nigeria, India, Israel and Australia.

Title and spelling aside, the Israeli and Australian spammers tried to make their comments look legit.

Except I don't figure either of them visited those Arkansas cemeteries last week...

Can ya get it under control, Dreamwidth? I'm paying for this.
sharpchick_2011: (Troll)
Since I live alone, I don't cook much any more. The bagged frozen entrees Stouffers, P F Chang and others make that you can throw in the skillet and heat up are great, and since they make at least two servings, I eat a good meal for about three bucks. And have left-overs for next time.

To be sure, nothing says Arkansas summer like a bacon sandwich with homegrown Arkansas tomato sliced on it. I leave the "L" outta that combo, because I am just not into L on any sandwich.

And it's gotta be Petit Jean bacon. If they are out of Petit Jean, after I give the meat guy a stern talking-to, I'll grudgingly settle for Wright, but it has to be think sliced smoked bacon - none of that sugar cured stuff.
Every once in a while, I do cook - usually something that will guarantee left-overs, which I can take to work for lunch, or freeze to reheat later.

My cats always like it when I cook. I have lots of feline company in the kitchen when I'm cooking.

Of course, they'd love it if it was a pure meat, all protein affair.

Except maybe Tigger, who still - after 9 years of living indoors - hounds me for his little dab of yogurt when I eat a carton before bed.

I'll admit it's my fault. The first time he watched me eat yogurt and got all curious about what was in there, I scraped down the very last bit clinging to the side of the cartion, and let him lick the spoon.

He was hooked. He knows the *sound* of me taking the top off a carton of yogurt and comes running from where ever he may be at the time.

And sits, vulture like, as close to me as he can get.

And stares.

He doesn't move a muscle until he can hear the spoon scraping on the side of the carton. He knows it's about empty then, and there is no way in hell he's gonna let me forget his bite.

Yes, I created a little orange tabby monster.
Speaking of left-overs, I still have 4 Dreamwidth invite codes if there are any LiveJournal escapees who need them...I understand things got hairy over there last week.

Just say the word.
sharpchick_2011: (Troll)
Ask and you shall receive...

These things don't spoil, do they? I mean, I saw no expiration dates...


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