I got several crappy emails today, in addition to the usual ones about enlarging my imaginary weenie. First one was from a local concert venue to come see the "Bill Gaither Homecoming" concert. Erm, no thanks. I'm saving my money for the Pat Green/Sara Evans/Sugarland/Brooks & Dunn/Kenny Chesney concert (can't wait!). So no Bill for me.

The other email was to come see Anne of Green Gables, and included this image:

Can anyone else see what is MAJORLY wrong with Anne?

My hotmail account, I believe, is drunk. 

It sent an email with the presale password for the Elton John concert to my junk folder. Of course, I did not find it until today, after tickets went on sale to the public. I could have had really good floor seats. I would have gone if I could sit that close. He's not my favorite, but the man is a legend.

In my inbox, I get an email with this subject: Increase your semen count now!

Erm...last I checked my semen count was just fine. But thank you anyways for your concern.