Sometimes I like to open letters that I know are spam. Why? I'm not sure why. I don't even open 90% of my non-junk mail. I guess because it's pretty good entertainment.

I can't imagine what sort of people are taken in by ads telling them that they have the best stock, weight loss drug, or erection meds. Oh, and by the way spammers, I'm a female. I'm completely happy with the size of my penis, and I don't want to add 5 inches. But if I ever do, I'll probably still ignore you.

I can imagine the sort of people, unfortunately, that really think their ebay and paypal accounts are in jeopardy. Am I the only person that can spot these fake ones a mile away? Even the ones that went to the trouble of spoofing Ebay's email address have the stink of spam about them. If you can't tell the difference, perhaps you shouldn't be using the internet. See, if Ebay or Paypal has been hacked into, it's probably going to make the evening news. And no, you are not going to be that very first person that was scammed and set off the news story. As they say in Fight Club, "You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake."

It also amuses me how many people are getting involved in it. There is a letter in my email right now that has the subject line, "ChristianCompany SeeksManagers." I'm an agnostic stay-at-home-mom. Precisely how did my name land on your list? God does not want you to spam.

Finally, there is the group of unintentional spammers. I have been on the web since '94. '88 or '89 if you count BBSs like Prodigy. I've had the same email address since '95 or earlier. Yet there is one especially clueless ***** that can't remember her email address. I've seen her grow up through high school and go on to college. She is in college in Hawaii, and she probably failed a test because her study buddy emailed me the assignment instead. I have her address from a subscription to a newspaper where she gave them my email. I might be able to order CD's and charge her for them. I don't know. I haven't tried. I have also sent each and every one of her friends an email telling them to let their friend know that she needs to remove her headlight from her tailpipe when she's entering her email address on forms. So far no luck, but one of these days I'll send a subscription to Hustler to her.