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[camwyn]

Critical mass of fandom is apparently necessary to kick me into writing certain things. At ladymondegreen's party last Thursday I had to borrow a laptop and start writing because John Constantine was trying to claw his way out of my head.

There will be more of him this week.

On another note...

DEAR SPAMMERS:

I just got finished re-watching Equilibrium the other night. Please do not use lines from the 'tread softly for you tread upon my dreams' poem to try and confuse the damn Bayesian spam filters. Errol Partridge will rise from his ashy grave and destroy you.

No love,

Me.

Comments

[deepfishy.livejournal.com]

Yay, Conjob!

Errol Partridge will rise from his ashy grave and destroy you.

Is it wrong that I want front-row seats for this? And maybe a whole legion of vengeance-driven zombie poets?

[camwyn]

L. Frank Baum's gonna be leading the charge, actually. The vast, vast majority of literature-laced spams that I've seen have been spiked with selections from Baum's novel The Master Key. I don't think he'd be too pleased with that.

[drharper.livejournal.com]

More Con-job! Eiiiieeeee!!!!

And I'm so glad that the spammers have not been able to find their way around my filter in large numbers yet.