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Mailbag, February 2002 |
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the first full month, and with the site as of yet undiscovered by the
masses (to put it nicely), the flood of emails is rather a trickle.
Since the whole point in a mailbag is to reply to common questions so you don't have to reply to 500 emails, this is more of a demo model. It also extends into early March since the best two mails came in just now, and hopefully there will be more to pick from next month. The daily posts go back to the last two days of January, but the site wasn't actually online until mid February, and I didn't get the email set up until a few days later. The first three emails were me sending testing ones. The first from another person came in Feb 21st.
Yes, a friend whose name begins with "G" who sent me a test mail after I requested it. Fascinating, I know!
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The next mail was a reply from my hosts to me re: a comment I sent them about the method required to set up a "catch all" email.
Yes I know, can it get more interesting? FYI, catch all email is set up on this domain, which means you can mail me at AnythingAtAll@blackchampagne.com and it will work fine. The "AnythingAtAll" is meant figuratively, as well as literally.
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Another brilliant example of a testing mail, this one from me to me. My outgoing mail was screwed up the first two days of February since @home went out of business then and my new ISP, cox.net, didn't have their SMTP set up properly yet.
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The first real email! Well, almost. She is the GF of a friend, which is how she got referred to the site, so it's not like a person who happened upon it somehow all on their own. I read a couple of Raymond Chandler stories many years ago, but have no real recollection of them now, either in content or style. Being as he's widely-sighted as an excellent writer, I'll have to scribble down his name on the back of my hand to look up next time at the library. BTW, horror is supposed to give the heebie jeebies, I mean that's sort of the whole point. ;)
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What could he be talking about? That's the funny part. This article on AICN, and my reply to it in the talk back. This was the first time I'd ever been moved to reply to anything on that site, (which is why I have that stupid "Eric X" name, about the first 10 nicks I tried were taken and I didn't care enough to keep guessing, so I just went for something that no one could possibly have gotten already) and their talk backs are notorious for the illiteracy, trolling, and flame fests that erupt for any reason at all. Which you'll see well-evidenced if you follow the above link. I don't really recommend it though, here's what I said there, with the formatting restored (forum scripts that eat all returns, HTML, and markup are suxor):
The above email is in reply to it, and no, I couldn't resist replying to him:
As it turns out, another post on the AICN talk back answered the tattoo thing, apparently the character in the movie has been using the alias "XXX", and had the tattoo to match, for some time, and is then recruited as a secret agent. So my bad. Not that dirtbike boy here knew that either, or you can be sure he'd have pointed it out. And yes, I called them "gay" because I know he'll probably jerk like a trout on a hook at that line. Homophobic teenaged boys always do. He'll like pro wrestling too, while not seeing any of the obvious homoerotic elements of it. I do like his "way more popular than they ever were" line. Bit ambiguous there, eh? If some new band releases their first album, it sucks, and they sell 5 copies, and their second album sells 7 copies, they are "more popular than ever", but it's still nothing to brag about. In like 1983, I was in 6th and 7th grade and living with my dad in Arlington, Texas, every kid was nuts for dirt bikes. Every 11-15 y/o would spend every possible minute begging their parents for one, and all the 16-18 y/o's had them, and of course rode them everywhere they could possibly ride them. I didn't think they were stupid, but I had no desire for one myself. I'd been in California for a while prior to that, and was into skateboarding and wanted to try surfing, and noisy, expensive, stinking dirt bikes weren't where my time was going to go, when I was old enough to have one. I moved back to San Diego for 8th grade, and have been here ever since, and never had any dirt bike attraction. I would like a motorcycle, they look like a lot of fun, and so fast. Every time I'm stuck in traffic I think how I'd be there already riding between lanes and on the shoulder if I had a bike. But the realities of nearly everyone who has one tearing up their ankles or laying it down and getting a concussion and needing skin grafts is a bit discouraging. And I did see kids here who had dirt bikes, where I ride my mountain bike now is very dirt-bike friendly, though it's been domesticated for hikers and such now, where as when I was in high school it was really wild, uncontrolled area, and there were always guys out there on motorcycles. The funny part is that I don't hate dirt bikes. I have no desire to do it myself, and I wouldn't pay to see it, but I'll watch trick jumping stuff on ESPN 2 in the X-Games or whatever. It's entertaining in a sort of bull-riding way, w/o the unpleasant elements of vicious animal torture. And of course it's great when they crash. But none of that makes it any less cool when it's overused in that stupid movie trailer.
That's it for the February mailbag. There were several other test mails, even more exciting than the couple I quoted above, but I thought I'd spare you those. Hopefully there will be a better selection next month.
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