Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!

It has been awhile, I know. I have been meaning to write for some time, but distractions keep getting in the way. I should make it a bigger priority because I have been enjoying the experience and I am learning a lot about writing and this sort of space.

Just the other day I learned about something called comment spam or blam (blog spam). Initially I was excited because my mail showed a couple of new comments on "Indiana Adventures" waiting for moderation. I took a look at them and something seemed a bit fishy. The one word comments came with a link from a Chinese web address and carrying some sort of car name. I think that my favorite comment said "Sorry." I know that Indiana isn't everyone's favorite place, but I don't think we need that much sympathy.

So why the nonsensical comments? If I understood Adam's explanation correctly, this sort of spam tries to trick google into ranking their webpage higher than it should be because google looks for the number of sites that link to the page. Well, I for one don't intend to help them out. In fact, they can suck it. I doubt that any of my small readership usually frequents many car related websites with .cn in the address, but if you should be tempted, just "walk" away.

And don't give me any grief about "not got much spam in it" because "I DON'T LIKE SPAM!" (Is the song in your head yet?). I know that I probably won't be able to avoid spam entirely, but if Adam's theory about "unattended" websites is true, I know that I won't let so much time elapse between posts if I can help it.

My only other Spam story involves my friend Terry. When we were roommates, she would sometimes succumb to a craving for Spam and rice. She would open up all the windows so that eau de Spam wouldn't destroy me. It was certainly a very sweet gesture (and shows what a great roommate she was), but since I smoked at the time, it was probably not necessary. I would say that Spam smells much better than cigarette smoke.

Now Spam seems to be an ingredient that inspires passion, a real love it or hate it kind of thing. I honestly don't remember having tasted it. And now when I think about my culinary horizons (or wax nostalgic for my days in the Pastel Palace), I am sometimes tempted to rev up the rice cooker and then fry up some Spam. Just to see what the fuss is about, you know.

Or I suppose I could just go for spam egg sausage and spam.

*UPDATE* Okay, so it turns out that I did indeed misunderstand some of what Adam told me. Unattended websites are easier to spam if the comments aren't subjected to moderation before posting. Which, of course, makes perfect sense.

I still think that keeping up to date is a good thing, so I will roll with that sentiment.