Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Spam, and The Beach Boys

Got a spam today and I was fascinated by it; it was almost...poetic. And while I was checking email and saw it, I happened to be listening to one of my favorite songs, "Surf's Up", by the Beach Boys. Compare and contrast the two:
  1. Do no astute telemetry partridge, but pave cobra, fission. The prescription cause Charlotte, is admiral, he halves specialized--pipeline. My as deem; go surgery. With my recitation green Holland.
  2. A diamond necklace played the pawn. Hand in hand some drummed along. Oh, to a handsome man and baton. A blind class aristocracy. Back through the opera glass you see the pit and pendulum drawn columnated ruins domino.
#1 is the spam, #2 is the Beach Boys. Neither make sense (what is "columnate ruins domino"?). So I'm thinking that Brian Wilson (at right), genius that he is, is perhaps moonlighting as a spam email creator. Sort of like those people who work at Hallmark, thinking up shit to say in greeting cards? Why not? It's a living.

3 Comments:

At 1:52 PM, Blogger Deech said...

Nigel,

Sometimes you gotta wonder what type of Drug combinations they were using back then. I bet it was a drug that allowed them to see the future!

Flyinfox_SATX

 
At 8:06 AM, Blogger Infantry Dad said...

DRUGS????
Brian Wilson?????
Your joking. Right?
Cause I grew up listening to the Beach Boys, and
What was I saying?
Oh yeah the Beach Boys, and drugs.
Never mind.

 
At 3:12 AM, Blogger none said...

Tree small people walk; effusive retort.
Calypso rythm catherine waited for godot.
Falling symphony of; viagra dealer.
Crater potato, cream jemima puddleduck.


That's my thoughts on the matter.

 

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