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"You Have 6,184 Unread Messages" (local spam magnet)   Got a call yesterday from an employee that stated he never checks his email and wanted me to look at something for him.  I wander back to his workstation and he points to his inbox in Outlook.  6,184.  That’s how many unread email messages he had.  I asked him if he uses his email address to sign up for things and he swears he doesn’t.  Yeah, right.  After deleting all his messages I notice that during the deletion time, he had already received five new junk emails.  I had investigated some enterprise spam programs for Exchange, but never followed through.  A former co- worker pointed me to ORF ( Open Filter Relay from vamsoft ).  They have a 30 day trial version with full functionality.  So I installed and configured it. It took less than 10 minutes, and I was dropping junk email off the server like a bad habit.  The program has a real time statistics counter.  From 8:00 this morning until lunch at 1:00 we had recei

Zed's Dead Baby Movie quotes.  Why do I contstantly quote movies?  I will hear something and my brain will immediatley correlate it with some obscure quote in some obscure movie.  I don't know why I do it, lord knows it drives my wife nuts.  Heck even my blog description is a movie quote.  " Just a fly in the ointment Hans... " from the multi-quotable Die Hard (arguably the best Action movie all time, think about it, after Die Hard came out, every action movie touted itself "Die Hard on a Bus! or Die Hard on a Boat!"). Anyway, Entertainment Weekly just did an entire story on the best movie quotes.  Suprisingly " Hello, My Name is Inigo Monotoya. You killed my father, prepare to die " from another great sorce of quotes (" Inocthhhheeevable!") The Princess Bride.  Great quote, but I sure wouldn't think that it was the most popular of all time. I would have thought it would have been " Say hello to my leeeetle friend " or

Please Enter Your Initials (local Donkey Kong machine)   There goes another.  A part of my youth torn down.  Heading home from work on my alternate route when traffic is bad , I saw it.  "Putt Putt Golf-N-Games  CLOSED - Auction 8/7/04". Wow.  I grew up in the 80's.  Video games broke, and broke big in '81. Putt Putt was THE place to be on Friday and Saturday nights. No, not for the mini-golf, but for the arcade. I can remember it like it was yesterday, the sounds, the smells.  The people packed around the newest games.  Saving lunch money all week for the precious friday tokens.  Walking around, hoping to run into a certain girl and acting suprised when you saw her.  That certain girl walking with you to the (finally!) open Donkey Kong machine seeing you put the cherry on top, by putting her initials in the high score after dominating like no one else had that day. Did it get any more chivalrous that that?!  Putt Putt remained IT for almost 2 years. The G

The Summer Blogging Doldroms Wow. Almost 2 weeks without new stuff here, at first, I though it was just the 4th of July holiday. But after another week, I realized that I didn't have anything to say. Bloggersblock. Anyone I can sue? Seriously, how do you people put up something interesting DAILY? It's amazing. Well, this week, I will try to get back into the routine. I will leave you with a line from my favorite comedian Mitch Hedberg. "I had an ant farm once, them fella's didn't grow SHIT! How 'bout a carrot, or something man!"

Audiobook Review #3 The Taking by Dean Koontz I have always been a Dean Koontz fan, and have rarely been disappointed with his work. The Taking, his newest novel, has left me wondering if I liked it or not. Have you ever finished watching a movie and not realize whether you liked it or not? Only days later do you form an opinion. Maybe it's just me. That's the way I feel with this book. I enjoyed it. I never found myself looking forward to it ending (which is my simpleton benchmark for something good or not). But I still don't quite know how to feel about it. The story starts off in a couples isolated home in California, a torrential rain (unheard of at this time of year in California) has woken our Heroine, Molly Sloan from sleep. This is no ordinary rain, it has a faint luminous quality to it, and a scent that doesn't smell like rainwater. The rain continues, and reports of this phenomenon are being reported globally. Gigantic waterspouts are spotte

Back to the Coal Mines What an absolutely relaxing Fourth of July weekend. I weaseled Tuesday off and left early the Friday thus making it damn near a five day weekend. I didn't accomplish one thing over those five days (unless you count blowing up an obscenely expensive amount of fireworks on Sunday) , and that's the way I like it. Returning to work Wednesday, an employee brought in a computer and asked if I could look at it. She said its been running slow, and has a bunch of pop-ups. My workspace is ideal for this and I even have on network connection patched over to the "outside world" T1 which allows me to connect a computer to the internet, and keep it OFF our internal network. After getting past the "hot teen sex" pop ups, I was finally able to get Norton Antivirus to run. 2,121 virus instances later, it completed the scan. Someone call the Center for Disease Control, we have ourselves a genuine world record. I felt the sudden urge to

Same Bat Channel After a brief blogging holiday, Time Cannon will resume it's regularly scheduled updates tomorrow, hope everyone had a Happy Fourth!