Look mom, I’m famous on the internet!
Ahh, he’s probably right. Which makes it all the more hilarious that I’m thinking about heading up to Washington to help Maki with sound and whatnot on his latest project.
In totally unrelated news, GMail is kewl, I guess. I managed to snag my last name. But I’m still not gonna put a direct link to an email address on the internet. I’ve learned over the years (the hard way, might I add) to be paranoid. Currently, I am getting a little over a thousand pieces of spam a day. Granted, I’ve got some beautiful filters (hand, SpamAssassin, Mail.app bayesian) that seem to be getting 99.9+% without any false positives, but no sense tempting fate.
“Doctor, it hurts when I do this.” “Then stop doing that.”