Myspace. No, our space.

I love myspace. For the less than one percent of the population that hasn't heard of it, Myspace is a networking site where people post their profiles and accrue friends. Granted, these friends have never met and most likely never will, but there is a shared bond in the ether of cyberspace. Like herpes amongst strangers. But like any good thing, it is only a matter of time before the usual suspects show up: dumb services, get-rich quick schemes and porn. Oh yeah, and bands. Lots of bands. Seeing that I was starting to get more and more of this stuff, I posted the following on my profile:

I am not interested in loans, mortgage products or tax services. Also, I would like to make a lot of money in little time, but your proven method is only proven to line your pockets and not the dolts dumb enough to think that the system is designed to enrich the buyer of the system and not the seller of the system.

Even though I think I am a pretty cool guy, dashing, charming... those things... I am pretty certain that if you liked my profile and would like to get to know me better you would just send me a message. If you were smart enough to send me the first message then you know all you need to know to get to know me and I don't need to subscribe to your webcam or contact you on Yahoo Messenger so I can get to info about your webcam. In fact, if I wanted to see you use a cucumber on your cooter in a clever manner, I can probably see that for free on the many sites that let guys who want to see cooters and cucumbers do that for free. Like cootersandcucumbers.com... or something like that.

If you are a band, I actually listen to your music. If I like what I hear I'll approve you. If I don't then I will I won't. I don't approve bands with umlauts in the name. Unless your lead singer is Vince Neil. And he's dead and has been replaced by the tiger woman with all that surgery on her face.

I know it's not much, but as they say little, bitty bricks build big, big houses and although one man can't stop a deluge, he can use an umbrella and shunt the rain into the neighbor's yard.