What's mildly amusing you today?

[xoxoxoBruce]

You had a premonition.

[Gravdigr]

I just heard, from the other room, Popdigr describe some guy:

"Well, he looks like a plow point."

I guess the guy is dull, and/or plain?

Or sharp and shiny?

[Carruthers]

Originally Posted by Gravdigr

I just heard, from the other room, Popdigr describe some guy:

"Well, he looks like a plow point."

I guess the guy is dull, and/or plain?

Or sharp and shiny?

Muddy, scratched and generally battered.

[Griff]

Well played Popdigr.

[monster]

bald and beaky?

[Gravdigr]

Auntiedigr is visiting currently. She brought the kids. They did not know what a check was. The kids are 15 years old. Remember checks?

Also, I've been hearing the same repeating commercial on the radio (Nashville station) for Arizona State University. You can get the same degree online as you would on campus. They used to say "For more info, text the word 'school' to 35517, again that's 'school' to 35517." Recently they've changed that to "For more info, text the word 'school' to 35517, again that's 's-c-h-o-o-l' to 35517."

They've started spelling the word school for the people they want to attend their university.

[xoxoxoBruce]

Not itscool to 35517. Does not apply to English degrees. Sounds like a division of Trump University.

[DanaC]

...so I wanted to send a message to a dwellar who hasn't been around for ages, and I suddenly noticed the option to send an email - cool - did not know you could email direct from the Cellar.

I clicked on it and it took me a to a page where I could write up an email and a message informing me that by sending the email I would make my own email visible to them.

As I have recently (about a year ago) changed my email address, I figured I'd better nip into settings and change the email the Cellar has down for me. I was expecting my old btinternet.com address - nope. It's an email I forgot ever having set up and which must be fucking ancient, because it's an fsnet.co.uk address.

This email type vanished completely in 2014 and most of those email accounts were from the Freeserve internet provider which were then migrated when Freeserve became (was taken over by?) Orange, and was then joined by EE and so forth.

I used to have Freeserve internet in the late 90s/early noughties.

I haven't changed my email on the Cellar since I joined in 2004.

Had I not decided, on a whim, to click that link and send a direct email I'd never have known. That defunct email address, that I had completely forgotten about could have been on there for another decade.

[footfootfoot]

That explains why you never write back.

[xoxoxoBruce]

Well that, and the dick pics.

[footfootfoot]

[BigV]

That was from the hotmale account.

[Gravdigr]

Hotmale.

[Clodfobble]

So at 4:00 AM this morning, Mr. Clod's phone suddenly goes nuts with texts. He initially assumes it's a work emergency, but no, they're from random people all saying, "Hey," "Hi," "What's up?" etc.

He starts engaging with these people, trying to figure out what the hell is going on, and eventually it becomes clear that someone has listed his number on a Craigslist bootycall post--actually not his number, just his number with a different-but-similar area code, and these are all the idiots trolling craigslist at 4 AM in Austin who also can't read for comprehension. (Which means god knows how many people correctly texted this supposed 23-year-old in need of a plowing...)

He tells everyone they have the wrong number, mystery solved, time to go back to bed--but being Mr. Clod, he can't pass up the opportunity to educate.

"But you do know these things are fake though, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Look, if she were really a 23-year-old girl, she'd be using Tinder, not craigslist. This is either a pimp, or a porn website looking to drum up business, or most likely just a guy who gets off on sexting with other guys."
[Long pause] "Yeah, well, thanks for the tip."

[xoxoxoBruce]

Don't ask, you don't want to know.