I'm Pretty Sure God Never Intended Me To Be A Laborer

That's about the nicest way to say i'm a mighty big punani...

What a playful and fun word punani is... Either way, it's about quarter after 2, and I just woke up. As believeable as that statement seems, I actually woke up originally at about 6:53 this morning. Threw some clothes on, put on the coat, jumped in the car and started driving. Lou was mighty surprised by my call at 7:15, I only called because the lights were still out in his place, and we were supposed to be starting at 8. No, not by choice, neither Lou or I enjoy the fresh morning air, and both would do everything in our power to not greet the world before the sun rose. But, the cement truck was due at 8, cause thats when it was avalible. So, I swung by the Phoneix down on Detroit, which I came to learn is actually not owned by Carl.

Either way, I don't believe i've ever used a wheel barrow... Actually, I think it's wheel barrel, which seems a bit more logical and all. Even more so, i've never used a wheel barrel to cart cement. Concrete more specifically, which I recently learned is more like cement ++, for those coders out there. I couldn't have carted more than a dozen loads over the period of 45 minutes, but it definitely whipped my ass. I felt like a perocial school student with poor handwriting. The fore arm, the bicep, the lower back, the "sweet breads" of the back, all of which I have and all, but lay dormient and unused most of the time were put to task, and put to test. Now, it's not that I didn't contribute my fair share, Lou and I switch hit loads with opposing barrels, and I went toe to toe with him and all, but I'm pretty sure the guy with the cement truck was giving me shallow loads. After that excitement, I handled some business more my speed.

I took a nap. No, not really, I mean I did, but first I handled the problem with the LussoCosmetics.com email server. As it were, the messages on the email server when auto forwarded were left to compile on the server itself. Point of fact, over the past four months, a good 350+/- megs had compiled. Not, when you consider a plain email, with just text is all of 10-15k, that's scary. The reasoning behind it, spammers like to send massive email offers to any email addresses posted on the web. Like, if I put Steve@FuckYourOpinion.com on my blog here, some stupid spider or bot or crawler, or however you'd like to tag it, would eventually come across it, and enter it into it's parents database. So, being as all of the half dozen email addresses Lou has are infact in plain english on his site, or in as mailto: links, he recieves thousands of spam emails. Most of which he actually never really recieved though, the biggest culprit, equating to about 280 of the estimated 350 megs was the main address on the account. An address that's gone unretrieved since the begining. Accordingly, an email addressed to an account that didn't exist on his domain was conviently forwarded there. So, Steve in his epically capable deductive reasoning was able to solve the issue in a good 15 minutes, re-establishing all the addresses, with absolutely no down time, not to mention programing a nice bounce back message for all of those sending email to random addresses at his domain.

Damn I'm good, well, damn i'm good at what i'm good at, and capable of about everything else...

-Rys4K

p.s.- Wow, as much as I brag about being well spoken, that there was just poor.

p.s.s.- I also like to abuse the idea of the "post script, not even tagging the acronym appropriately. As well as an abundant absurd abuse of alliteration.