Ah yes. Nothing like the long weekend of Getting Away From it All. Two days of nothing but lots of sun, bikes, beer and Uncle Ron, completely unplugged from whatever's going on in the world. When entering back into reality, there's always a twinge of curiosity and a bit of excitement wondering if anything's changed. If there's anything that you might have missed while CNN and ESPN wasn't easily accessible. As always, when you come back, nothing's happened. Bush is still saying he doesn't know what he's going to do about Iraq even though more plans are being leaked daily, there's freaks everywhere on Valencia St., and the Giants are still sucking.

And you know another thing about getting away like that? It means that one of the first things you have to do is check your e-mail. No, not because there might be anything important (nobody sends important e-mails over the weekend), but because you've been so bombarded with spam that you have to clear the in-box before the in-box becomes so over-spammed that you can't get in.

Gone two days, 73 messages, all but six or so relevant, and even those weren't really important. And just out of curiosity, if spammers are really concerned about getting good leads, they should check their mailing lists a bit better. Why, for instance, am I getting spam about both penis enlargement and breast enhancement? Certainly, they could just look at my first name, a name that is rather masculine (not in a Rock Hudson kind of way, but in a definitely not a woman kind of way) and figure out that I wouldn't be interested in breast enhancement?

I do, however, wonder if all the get out of debt e-mails are just random or whether they really do know something