When you’re an interviewee, interviewing for a position that will involve programming, interviewing with a guy who does programming for a living… don’t tell him that programming is easy, and that there’s no point in asking you about that stuff because you’ve done all of these other “harder” managerial things. Probably a poor move, if you actually want the job.

Working on my portfolio paper describing the defense industry for my class in ‘The Legal and Regulatory Environment’. Glass of Marsala wine at my side to “ease the creative writing process”. Feeling smart as I purvey Hoover’s online database, cross-referencing information with DataMonitor. The computer’s subwoofer is pumping Grease and ‘Rock ‘N’ Roll is Here to Stay’. The paper’s coming together and I’m feeling pretty smart. And then…

Wafting from the litter box side of the basement comes the distinct aroma of a cat fart. Since the big cat snuck outside earlier this evening, this has to be emanating from our little cat. The little cat who weighs all of 10 pounds (or did, anyway – she’s a prime candidate for Atkins of late) has dropped a nuclear stink bomb. All brain activity ceases, as my nose fights for survival.

And there was joy in Mudville – the mighty spammer did strike out. From the activity logs of Convinced She’s Write:

2004.09.07 19:49:18 211.18.204.253 MT-Blacklist comment denial on Convinced She’s Write: slots-w.com
2004.09.07 19:50:26 217.160.250.160 MT-Blacklist comment denial on Convinced She’s Write: .gb.com
2004.09.07 20:45:01 65.107.36.140 MT-Blacklist comment denial on Convinced She’s Write: slots-w.com

Thank you both to the author of MT-Blacklist (thank you, Jay Allen) and to my dear hubby for having installed it. And yes, my intent is to follow up that thank you with specific financial renumeration to Mr. Allen. Support your local spam savior!