I was doing a crossword puzzle in one of the TV gossip mags during my lunch break yesterday, and one of the clues was "Buffy's ultimate nemesis." Glory? Angelus? The Master? Nope... eight letters. Ubervamp? The First? Nope. The answer? Dracula.
... say what?
So I'm thinking whoever wrote the puzzle did not watch Buffy. 'cause Drac? Not even in the top ten.
Speaking of wtf-ery, I was checking my work email yesterday, and I keep getting crap, which we're not supposed to be getting, because we're supposed to have "state of the art" spam filters. So I muttered something about how I keep getting spam at work.
My coworker says, in all seriousness, "What the hell is spam? Isn't that something you eat?"
How the hell can you be online -- how the hell can you have an email address -- and not know what spam is? I know he has one; I see him check his hotmail address regularly! I know if he's got hotmail, he's had up close and personal experiences with spam. And it's not like it's the generation gap -- he's my age.
So I boggled at him a bit, and he says, "I'm not up on the cutting edge of technology!"
It's spam! That was "cutting-edge technology" in the mid-nineties! So again, wtf.
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