Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Spam Me or Me Spam


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 I'm being picked on. Insulted. Called names. Isolated. Bullied even. 

I hate spam. We all hate spam. And the worst thing about spam is that it grows like weeds. My email is clogged, spam choking the life out of all that mail box.
Most of it isn't even mine. Someone, somewhere, somehow, got my son's name and associated it with my email account. No way to trace how that happened, I bet professional genetic geneologists couldn't even trace the history of this one. And we all know what happened next, whoever started this nightmare capitalized on it. Yup, they sold PurDude's name and MY email address. To everyone. And, apparently, their brother. I get at least 15 solicitations a day. And they're not even for me.
For the record: PurDude already has car insurance, never drank water at Camp Lejeune before he was born, doesn't need a cookwear set, doesn't have bad credit, isn't interested in gadgets that "will blow your mind", does not need to replace any windows, already has a financial advisor, and is not quite ready for medicare.
So, spam sucks.  

And what's worse than spam? Being called spam. And I am.

Me? Little old me? Just sitting here minding my own business writing my blog. You know, sharing a story, an opinion (OK, many opinions), a joke, a poem, a recipe . . .

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Mocha Patties

And when someone is kind enough to read my blog, check out my recipe, and leave a comment, letting me know they were here, and sharing a thought? I answer. Right here on the blog. It's only polite.

Or spam.

Let me tell you here, that I have comment moderation. Since I review each comment and approve of it before it goes live on my blog, there's really no need for a comment spam folder. But far be it for me to tell Google how to run their hosting site. Lately, I've been finding (and some of my friends with blogs have had the same experience) that Google has been putting the comments of long time readers into my spam folder. Not always, it's inconsistent, I can't seem to figure out the logic (does Google operate on logic?). So I check that folder a number of times a day.

I also need to mention that I respond to comments the day they are made. I approve the comment, I see it post on my blog, and I respond right then and there, noting that my own response has been published before I leave the page.

But I noticed, in the beginning of October, a response to a comment I'd made on my blog back in September was suddenly in my spam file. My own comment. From at least a week before. It had been on my blog when I published it, hadn't been in the spam folder in the week since, but suddenly it had picked up and moved.
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Weird. A fluke.

And then it happened again. And again.

You see what's happening here, right? I'm being picked on. Insulted. Called names. Isolated. Bullied even.
Google is calling me spam. 
And what, exactly are my options? There's got to be a way to stop this misidentification, regain my good name.
Maybe I should contact Melania. Wasn't she supposed to be using her bully pulpit (not to be confused with her bully "husband") to stop internet bullying (seriously, how absurd is that)?
But, of course, that's not an option, turns out Melania was too busy destroying Jackie's rose garden.  

There has to be some way to make Google stop calling me spam.
Oh, I know, I'll Google it.

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Mocha Patties        

Printable Recipe

3/4 cup espresso baking chips
4 oz cream cheese, softened
1/2 tsp vanilla
2 1/4 cups powdered sugar
1 oz semi sweet chocolate
4 oz chocolate candy melts or chocolate bark

*Melt the espresso baking chips in the microwave, at 20 second intervals, stirring in between, until smooth.
*Whisk in the cream cheese and vanilla. Mix in 1 1/2 cups of powdered sugar. Once incorporated, begin mixing the remaining 3/4 cup powdered sugar in, then move to the counter and knead until completely incorporated.
*Roll the dough into 24 evenly sized balls. Flatten between the palms of your hands, place onto a tray and refrigerate for 1 hour.
*Melt together the semi sweet chocolate and the candy melts or bark until smooth. 
*Remove the patties from the refrigerator. Place each, individually, onto a fork, dip into the melted chocolate and place on parchment paper to set.



  1. Good grief. I usually can't even respond to my comments. I've stopped even trying. I have a spam folder? Hmmm...I wonder what's in mine?!

    1. Yeah, you may want to check that folder!

    2. I am having the same problem with long time readers' comments going into spam, but never one of my own responses (maybe because I usually don't respond - I'm bad about that). As for spam emails, don't get me started. I sometimes get 3 or 4 of those Camp Lejeune emails in a day.

    3. Yes, I keep getting the same ones over and over and over and over again. As if the 156th time I'm suddenly going to engage . . .

  2. I’m commenting anonymously, Google says I can, but no edit or delete. I am in favor of handling my own spam and I love the hunt for unsubscribe. Donna Dodson Lewis.

    1. I wonder about unsubscribing because it does take you to their site, where I do not want to go.

    2. It usually works for me. Donna

  3. Blogger has been having some weird goings on with spam, and even with comment moderation. Whatever it is, i go check my spam folder daily, and it works out.

    1. I've had to start doing that too, and what a surprise to find myself there.

  4. I check my email multiple times a day. Each time I delete dozens of spam emails.

  5. Looks like a winner. Should be a fine addition to Xmas munching. Merci beaucoups!!


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