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The following comment was left on one of my posts.

I couldn’t understand some parts of this article Merry Christmas Despite a Very Cranky Baby at Jasiri, but I guess I just need to check some more resources regarding this, because it sounds interesting.

The commenter’s name is “Daniel.”  I have to approve comments before they appear on a post, so this one didn’t show up on my site.  You know what this reminds me of?  Those calls you get on your landline phone from telemarketers.  “Hi, can I speak to Dara?” or “Hi Dara, how are you?”  When they know they’ve never met me in their life.  And I always know it’s a telemarketer because they always mispronounce my name, especially my last name.

I knew this comment was spam because it didn’t make sense.  They write about “collecting more resources regarding this,” but if you’ve read the post you know you don’t need to collect resources to understand it.

Oh, I’m so sick of these spammers! Find another way to make money, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyone else having trouble with spammers clogging up your comments section?

I would say I’m a relatively calm driver. I rarely succumb to road rage, never been in an accident nor had a ticket. But today a driver pissed me off to the point that I wanted to jump out of my car and jack him up! I’m driving down the road,when I get to a school zone and slow down. School zones here are 25 mph and signaled by a yellow and white sign with yellow flashing lights. Now I see the sign, the drivers in the car beside and in front of me see the sign. But the idiot behind me is practically on my bumper waiting for a gap in the adjacent lane so he can cut in front of me.

So it happens, and he maneuvers in front and speeds off like a bat outta hell. I honked my horn–an attempt to jolt him out of his trance and make him aware of the school zone. Now even if he didn’t see the school zone signs and flashing lights, to the left of us was a big ass school! Did he not see that?!! When we get to a stop light he had the nerve to grill me from his rear view mirror. Ooooh, it took me channeling all my past spiritual teachings to not jump out of the car. I’m talking Conversations With God, Buddhist philosophy, Deepak Chopra, all of it! There are homes directly across the street from the school and kids cross at this time of day. What if…? I think my anger is justified. I’m just concerned about the children, ’cause Dara luh da kids!