Randomness
Jul. 11th, 2007 02:32 amI should be in bed... oh well...
I have... many email accounts. My own, my aliases, so on and so forth. We'll leave it at that. Anyhow, the one that gets used for a lot of form type things so the spam goes there is zhie@queencheetah.com
And as I go through, deleteing and deleteing, I come across amusing things, such as:
Hello,
We want to add your website queencheetah.com to our web links directory (www.flnder.net) on such topics as "web,landscape,bible".
Web... I can almost understand. Landscape and bible? Hmm... maybe they think my site is the Garden of Eden? Heh heh.
This is another winner...
SUBJ: FANFICTION REVIEW
Message:
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I'm not sure if that's supposed to be a many-starred review, or if the person fell asleep writing the email and their forehead hit the shift key and the 8 at the same time...
And... I'm still amused if this was a review for... TC? LOTR? Dare I say it, Pokemon?
It was an ' umm... thank you? ' moment...
I had one from a fantasy publishing place, though, after the fanlib fiasco of '07, i'm hesitant of anything of the sort. Will look into that tomorrow when I'm more awake.
Did have one 'real' email amid everything. Well, two... one from June giving me a heads up on the TC movie and another from April asking if I know anyone in the Phoenix area who can do some thundercats artwork for his kids' bedroom. So, if anyone knows any artists wanting to make a few bucks painting liono and snarf or something like that in a kid's room, let me know, I'll forward the email to you.
Then I wandered into a message from my mom (who knows I hardly go to this email, or else forgot or something) to go and rate her poems.
I will pause for a moment to say, both of my parents are writers, of a sort. My mother is a published poet; my father has written bits and pieces of text books and the like (accounting; business math). So, I have one rooted in fiction (though, it's more real life poetry stuff, but still it hits the 800s) and one deeply rooted in non-fiction of the highest degree. Math is something that you can simply not fiddle faddle around with. So the logicalness of me writing probably makes a bit more sense now. Anyhow...
I went wandering onto poetry.com to look for mom's stuff... and came across among others this one she wrote a few years back for my gramma (my dad's mom) after she passed on...
Grandma's Little Things
For Ruth
There is just no way of handling
the sudden empty space.
The quilts you made, the clothes you wore,
the silence of the place.
The couch sits vacant in the sun,
Scooter paces to & fro.
They say cats have no feeling, but
we know he misses you so.
In cleaning up the house today,
we opened up some kitchen drawers.
There bedside your glasses Mom,
were the curlers you always wore.
As we gazed around the room,
we realized it then.
That though you're gone, your love remains.
Our lives would be filled with
all of "Grandma's little things",
and memories of you.
Diana H Zielinski
Copyright ©2007 Diana H. Zielinski
She has others... some about my brother going overseas, all of it just you average life type stuff, in case anyone has interest in any of the others... or want to make her day by rating some of it...
Well, I've yawned twice in five minutes, I shall drag myself to bed now...
I have... many email accounts. My own, my aliases, so on and so forth. We'll leave it at that. Anyhow, the one that gets used for a lot of form type things so the spam goes there is zhie@queencheetah.com
And as I go through, deleteing and deleteing, I come across amusing things, such as:
Hello,
We want to add your website queencheetah.com to our web links directory (www.flnder.net) on such topics as "web,landscape,bible".
Web... I can almost understand. Landscape and bible? Hmm... maybe they think my site is the Garden of Eden? Heh heh.
This is another winner...
SUBJ: FANFICTION REVIEW
Message:
*******************************************************************************
I'm not sure if that's supposed to be a many-starred review, or if the person fell asleep writing the email and their forehead hit the shift key and the 8 at the same time...
And... I'm still amused if this was a review for... TC? LOTR? Dare I say it, Pokemon?
It was an ' umm... thank you? ' moment...
I had one from a fantasy publishing place, though, after the fanlib fiasco of '07, i'm hesitant of anything of the sort. Will look into that tomorrow when I'm more awake.
Did have one 'real' email amid everything. Well, two... one from June giving me a heads up on the TC movie and another from April asking if I know anyone in the Phoenix area who can do some thundercats artwork for his kids' bedroom. So, if anyone knows any artists wanting to make a few bucks painting liono and snarf or something like that in a kid's room, let me know, I'll forward the email to you.
Then I wandered into a message from my mom (who knows I hardly go to this email, or else forgot or something) to go and rate her poems.
I will pause for a moment to say, both of my parents are writers, of a sort. My mother is a published poet; my father has written bits and pieces of text books and the like (accounting; business math). So, I have one rooted in fiction (though, it's more real life poetry stuff, but still it hits the 800s) and one deeply rooted in non-fiction of the highest degree. Math is something that you can simply not fiddle faddle around with. So the logicalness of me writing probably makes a bit more sense now. Anyhow...
I went wandering onto poetry.com to look for mom's stuff... and came across among others this one she wrote a few years back for my gramma (my dad's mom) after she passed on...
Grandma's Little Things
For Ruth
There is just no way of handling
the sudden empty space.
The quilts you made, the clothes you wore,
the silence of the place.
The couch sits vacant in the sun,
Scooter paces to & fro.
They say cats have no feeling, but
we know he misses you so.
In cleaning up the house today,
we opened up some kitchen drawers.
There bedside your glasses Mom,
were the curlers you always wore.
As we gazed around the room,
we realized it then.
That though you're gone, your love remains.
Our lives would be filled with
all of "Grandma's little things",
and memories of you.
Diana H Zielinski
Copyright ©2007 Diana H. Zielinski
She has others... some about my brother going overseas, all of it just you average life type stuff, in case anyone has interest in any of the others... or want to make her day by rating some of it...
Well, I've yawned twice in five minutes, I shall drag myself to bed now...