Good News / Bad News

First the good news (I am a good news first sort of guy)… It seems that it has been decided that my Johnson is large enough after all.  I’m not sure who makes these decisions, but it has been decreed apparently. And there wasn’t as much as a contest or bribe involved.  Well, not that I can remember anyway.

How can I be so stinking sure that I am now fully adequate?

Easy,  I haven’t seen so much as a peep in my inbox about enlarging what the good Lord gave me through the promise of (what I am sure is rock solid) modern medical science.  Not a single email these last few days promising to add inches to my unit or girth to my junk.

What’s more, it seems there is nary a soul out there who thinks I still need help in getting said anatomy to work properly either. No offers of cheap Viagra, Cialis and the like. I do hope the pharmaceutical companies will weather the decline in business.

While I am pleased with my newly confirmed virility and general studliness, all I have to say is it’s a good thing I won’t need to spend all my money on the myriad assortment of surefire cure-alls wonder drugs.  Why?  It seems I’m gonna need to tighten the proverbial belt.  Here comes the bad news…

No news that times are tough in this economic climate, and there’s no government bail out for the little guys yet.  However, it seemed I was always able to rely on some astonishing good luck when it came to making ends meet.  Sadly though, it seems my luck has run out.  And frankly I am concerned.

I haven’t gotten any good news emails alerting me that I had won the Irish, English, or any other foreign lottery in days. Nothing, nada, squat.   And if that wasn’t enough of a kick in the pants, nor have I received any of those pleasant, albeit broken English riddled, email messages from nice, not to mention unquestionably trustworthy, Nigerians wanting to make me a boat load of loot by just helping them move some money around to help some deposed prince either.

What gives?

What gives is that it seems there was a major breakthrough this week in the battle against spam.  A web hosting company notorious for being the originating point for spam was shut down.  Four months of work has led to the demise of McColo Corp.  According to some estimates San Jose based McColo was responsible for the delivery of up to 75% of all spam prior to being silenced. This is evidenced by the fancy looking chart from the article…

I don’t usually pay much attention to the spam folder on my gmail account unless I am expecting an email that hasn’t arrived yet.  Maybe then I will give it a peek to make sure the wanted email didn’t fall into the black hole.  Throw it a life preserver and pull it out if it’s in there. But after I learned of the demise of McColo, I checked my spam folder and boy did I indeed see a decided drop in volume heading into the spam folder.  Where I would once see dozens a day, I saw just a handful of nuisance messages.  And for the record, not a single one seemed concerned with the size of my bits and pieces.

Oh well, there you have it.  You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have the facts of spam.

0 thoughts on “Good News / Bad News

  1. I was getting the ones advertising for the, uh, junk enlargement, and frankly I could not figure out why in the world I would need it, seeing as I am a big girl anyway. I am so glad that crap will decreased. If I had answered all those lottery-will-move money emails I would be richer than Bill Gates by now.

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  2. I still get a ton of spam ..non about penis enlargement or anything..but about Speed Dating..because I guess I am on the market and they feel I need to be quick about it?

    And at first I thought you did the chart.. I was all like “wow, you are very aware of your spam”.. snicker..

    Kims last blog post..Build-A-Bear Winner – Vlog Style


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