Oh yes, I'm finding 'em, all right: all of the spam messages left in my comments. Geez, I go away and leave the blogosphere unsupervised, and this is the thanks I get. Bastards.
So it's a gray, rainy Easter Sunday here in high desert El Paso, and I have an idea: what better Easter music than "Sympathy for the Devil," that old Rolling Stones classic? None that I could see, so I put it in, and I notice the rain change to hail, as if to indicate that I had pissed off Someone In Charge. Maybe I should have settled for watching Monty Python's Life of Brian.