Spam and serendipity

I was checking my gmail and decided to look at what spam they had collected for me when I noticed the link in the corner. Look at what I got, a genuine spam recipe for Gingered Spam Salad. At once delightful and truly repulsive. And unsurprisingly, it serves just one person. After all would you share this with anyone else?
Enjoy.

Anonymous

Just a word about why I was forced to moderate comments on my blog. It really pains me to have to do this but the same comment appearing time and time again advertising a notorious furniture company (in terms of bad taste and bad labour relations, that is) spells Shoulder of Pork and Ham to me.
I also don't moderate comments from Mr, Mrs, Ms or Miss Anonymous. If you want to call my taste into question, go ahead but be big enough to sign your name to it. Before you leave that anonymous comment consider that if we all liked the sane things the world would be a pretty boring place and there would be no incentive to learn anything new. EVER.
So Dear Anonymous, I moderate comments, it's my blog and that's the way I call it. Freedom of speech, which is what you think the blogosphere is all about, means my freedom not to give you a platform for your ranting. If you want to do that, start your own blog.


To all those who own their comments: I welcome your input, thank you for stopping by and have a great day.