Emptiness
Sunday, April 22nd, 2012Emptiness…
Pour out all your emptiness…
Empty it all out.
Emptiness…
Pour out all your emptiness…
Empty it all out.

Seriously?
Do you think sending me this many messages (and there were more than shown) all to the same eMail address within a short span of time is really going to convince me to buy from you?
Seriously?
You seriously think this is going to make me want to buy rather than despise you even more than the typical spammer?
Seriously?
Are you brain dead? Have you ever thought about checking your ill-gotten, scraped, purchased, borrowed, stolen or whatever eMail lists for duplicates? Have you?
Morons.
Makes it hard to comment on a post when there’s nothing there, eh?
No swearing, just blankness.
…don’t say anything at all.
Oh? That’s not the saying?
Close enough.
This unfinished draft is from February 7, 2010. Here is what was in it…
Yeah, nothing. Completely blank.
I guess there weren’t multiple questions for “Ask dcr” after all.
Still none.
How sad.
Less work for me though!
Okay, digging through the draft archives again, I found this unfinished post from February 15th of this year:
hb
dneje
enddd
ddofh
do you thin whao
I have absolutely no idea what that was supposed to be.
Did I actually type that or did WordPress autosave a bunch of random letters?
What I did post on the 15th was that it was my 1997th post.
So, what the above was supposed to be, I have no idea.
Also, I bet you read the title and thought I was talking about beer, didn’t you? Shame, shame.
Cool. I get to recycle this from the first Friday the 13th of 2012.
F R I D A Y
t h e
111111 333333
111111 3333333333
1111 3333 3333
1111 3333
1111 333333
1111 333333
1111 3333
1111 3333 3333
1111111111 3333333333
1111111111 333333
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Look, I’m telling you that if you actually enjoy the type of stuff I post on this here blog, you’re gonna wanna sign up on my forum like pronto.
Now even.
It’s easy. You register. I check your registration and if I think you’re not a spammer, I approve you. Probably.
And then you can read and post stuff.
Once again, here’s the place:
Now, Billy, or Tilly, or Willy, or whatever your name might be, please don’t lose that number, I mean, URL. Because you happen to be somewhere that I can’t find you, but if you join, I’ll be able to find you. And that’s a good thing. Maybe.
Anyway, don’t delay! Supplies are running out. Okay, they’re not, but you just better join, buddy.
Thanks!