In another phishing scheme ripped from today's headlines, I got a couple of scam
spams this morning from someone purporting to be a U.S. soldier looking for a
partner to help get $25 million of Saddam Hussein's fortune out of the middle
east, going so far as to send a
a couple of years ago to corroborate the origins of the money. Perhaps I should
get him in touch with Yassir Arafat's widow who contacted me with a similar
proposal and they could help each other out?
I have an over-scheduled day today, as Gunnar's second visit to the vet is this
morning, I may have to return the rental car I picked up when I was informed
that after the new light switch was installed, my truck started blowing fuses
(I'm just not even contemplating the idea that they've ruined her on me), and we
also got a call from Dr. Toothy's receptionist yesterday, confirming an
appointment for today (that I never actually made) relating to my crown repairs
Dr. Doggie, Dr. Toothy, and Dr. Goodwrench are not at all near each other (the
vet is by the Connecticut border and the Dentist is in Manhattan), and the
timing is going to be tight, so I'm just a little stressed out about all this.
On the other hand, at least it's Groundhog Day, so if this all blows up, at
least I may get the chance to set it all right.
That's the potential good news, the bad
Groundhog Day news
is already in.