<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 00:57:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Sulchek's Squawk</title><description></description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/squawk.html</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-152336012901394864</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T17:57:47.164-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/whhbrng-751261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/whhbrng-751222.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-152336012901394864?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/08/fileusersdpynedesktopwhhbrng.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-8898265911862260280</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-03T09:56:58.212-07:00</atom:updated><title>Road Trip</title><description>So, naturally I took my new girlfriend Oksana to see O.B.A.M., at the Delphi Swan Cineplex 22 in Hoboken, just off the 505, north of the Holland Tunnel, opposite Quizno's.  It was just the thing, after spending a day fishing for mackerel on Staten Island (how do you say in Russian: there are no mackerel in this river?).  The movie, I must say, was just so-so; nothing blew up and AndrÃ?ï¿?Ã¯Â¿Â?Ã?ï¿?Ã?Â© Michel was a big disappointment as Beelzebub, Prince of Darkness, especially after enjoying his performance in the Estonian musical "All My Combines," which Oksana remember with some degree of horror after AndrÃ?ï¿?Ã¯Â¿Â?Ã?ï¿?Ã?Â© Michel dropped his jorts in the Steam Bath scene.  Something about the tattoo, I guess.  The carmelcorn was good, though.  They really pull out all the stops for the &lt;a href="http://www.hobokeninternationalfilmfestival.com/"&gt;H.I.F.F.&lt;/a&gt;, swirly cheese on crackers and Andre's Pink Champagne, just like in Utica except the cheese was fresh and the sparkling wine was cold.  But the real news here is Oksana has become all obsessed with A.M. now and thinks he could be her Soul Mate and so forth and so, tomorrow, we're taking the Dodge I bought off Mr. Mankiewicz for five hundred dollars and a solemn promise not to talk about that thing that happened with him and Svetlana at Peter Lugar's (now that Chryler's gone all Chapter 11, Mr. M is probably laughing his ass off, or what's left of it anyway) -- so we're getting in the Dodge and driving cross-country to Hollywood, California to find the putative start of O.B.A.M. and I'm gonna play matchmaker again and get my newly ex-gf that happily-ever-after American ending she has always, since she was just a little girl in Klin, craved.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I got some cavities filled.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got a styrofoam cooler for the fish, don't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-8898265911862260280?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/05/road-trip_8739.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-7023364960666205110</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 23:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-30T16:25:39.707-07:00</atom:updated><title>Whoa!  Hot New Indie Feature!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Starring AndrÃ?ï¿½Ã¯Â¿Â½Ã?ï¿½Ã?Â© Michel!  I love that guy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 52.0px; text-indent: -52.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt; From:    &lt;/b&gt;O.B.A.M@directnetmx0.net&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 1.0px 56.0px; text-indent: -56.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Justice For all Productions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 1.0px 56.0px; text-indent: -56.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May 1, 2009 3:05:21 PM PDT&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 52.0px; text-indent: -52.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;To: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  msulchek@sandblast.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 52.0px; text-indent: -52.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 52.0px; text-indent: -52.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;O.B.A.M.*&lt;br /&gt;Occidental Births a Monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logline: At Occidental College in 1981, a loner does lines and smokes, secretly hoping to one day become someone important. His dream -- and much more -- comes true when Satan appears, promising the world. There is one caveat, though, as a deal with the Devil requires consideration. In this case, not just the delivery of the young man's soul, but millions more ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an agreement procured, Satan and his new protege plot, plan and scheme a long term agenda that ultimately ends with the United States presidency, transforming the Earth's greatest democracy into a communist fiefdom, ruled by a ruthless dictator. But how does a cokehead college loser make such an incredible leap? Here's the plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A transfer from the low-level Occidental to the Ivy League prestige of Columbia University, then law school at Harvard. These days, Lucifer assures, will culminate with a first as a Harvard Law Review editor, and the introduction to a satanic ally, Chicago preacher, The Righteous Reverend, who will serve as the budding leader's uncle and mentor, even performing the young man's marriage and the baptisms of his children. After law school graduation, the student becomes a man --  O.B.A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.B.A.M. will rise through the rank-and-file impoverished in the non-substantive role as a Chicago "community organizer." In that capacity, O.B.A.M. will learn to manipulate the masses with elegance, charisma and charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through clever discussions, Satan teaches O.B.A.M. how to tackle and master America's most pressing issues: the economy, war, abortion, global warming, affirmative action, health care, and more. As part of the learning process, O.B.A.M. hits the streets, speaking, in practical terms, with those who will soon become his people. And all the teachings and hard work will payoff. O.B.A.M., no doubt, will trick with a Satan-created-mantra of "hope and change." As a powerful orator, he will ascend, via a meteoric trip, to not just the presidency of the United States, but as Satan's Antichrist leader of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now is there hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;*O.B.A.M. is a satirical, but hard-hitting drama that exposes this soul-selling path of a troubled, but highly ambitious and intelligent man. Hope is in the faith and hands of the American people who want to live in the freedom of a democratic republic–and not under the iron fist of a communist dictator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.B.A.M. is written by Kenneth Del Vecchio (who is a genius, and also is the film's producer) and Andrew Gause (who is just a genius). The movie is directed by Rod Weber (genius), and stars Del Vecchio as O.B.A.M. and AndrÃ?ï¿½Ã¯Â¿Â½Ã?ï¿½Ã?Â© Michel (Named to Greater Newark's Top 10 Sexiest Guys) as Satan.  Kenneth Del Vecchio is a crtically acclaimed filmmaker whose movies star over 50 (over 50!) film and TV stars including several Academy Award and Emmy winners and nominees.  He is also a bestselling author (novels &amp;amp; legal books, or combinations of both) and an attorney (in case you were thinking about stealing one of his ideas).  Andrew Gause, considered one of the leading U.S. experts on money, has written multiple books on the hot topic, routinely serving as a radio and TV analyst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Premieres May 30 at 8:00pmat HOBOKEN INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVAL ("HIFF").  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For tickets and directions to Hoboken from Anywhere, visit the Tickets &amp;amp; Schedule page of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://directnetmx0.net/c/RPAzioMWsMn9wEN7blpOzw.html?3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;www.hobokeninternationalfilmfestival.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-7023364960666205110?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/04/starring-andraiaaaaiaa-michel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-2068676191226028455</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-26T22:56:16.040-07:00</atom:updated><title>There's a Beer Factory here, too (what a surprise)</title><description>Hello my friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This letter arrived to you from Russian Internet dating agency " Land of Love ". This is not spam or other bad things. So, please, answer to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Svetlana. I'm 31 years old from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Klin"&gt;Klin&lt;/a&gt;, Russia. I have decided to change my life, and to find the man for me. The man for serious attitudes. I addressed to agency " Land of Love " and they sent my letter to you. I want to search man from USA or Canada for friendship or love. I'm not married and have no children.&lt;br /&gt;This is my photo. I hope that you like it and will answer to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Svetlanka-763720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Svetlanka-763718.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;Please, answer only to my personal e-mail:  svetlana.pante@rambler.ru&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Yours Svetlana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-2068676191226028455?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/04/theres-beer-factory-here-too-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-7408771537120355838</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T15:38:35.553-07:00</atom:updated><title>Conclusive Argument Against Intelligent Design</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Mike-Dunleavy-714418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Mike-Dunleavy-714416.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-7408771537120355838?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/04/can-intelligent-design-theory-explain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-178528968215234261</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T15:48:24.871-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Unknown-792872.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Unknown-792869.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-178528968215234261?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/03/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-387754641249762453</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T12:03:01.591-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hey Lady, Nice Fish</title><description>From:    alpha76@singnet.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;Subject:  I shall wait from you the letter&lt;br /&gt;Date:  March 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;To:    msulchek@sandblast.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. My name is Oksana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Oksana-711890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Oksana-711888.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you don't know me, and I don't know you, but in the future all can change probably. I ask that you have given me some minutes on perusals of my letter. I hope that it will not make difficulty to you. Agency Acquaintances in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheboksary"&gt;Cheboksary&lt;/a&gt; gave me your e-mail address. To me explained that you very good person and you very much approach to me. I have come to Agency to find the future husband from other country. Why from another country? Because I have been very much disappointed with Men from my country and now I search my life in abroad.  Yes certainly I have paid some money that has found the person for me. But what is it the money in comparison with love? Nothing. It is simply emptiness. Love is the most important feeling in a life, without which our lives grey and empty. I very much hope that you will be interested in me and we can continue our dialogue after that letters. And I very much hope that I shall leave in yours opinion good Impression about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell some words about me. As I already spoke my name is Oksana. I'm 28 years. I live in Cheboksary. You can look my external qualities in my photo which I have attached in the letter. I live with my mum together and I work as doctor. I have gone studies on this profession, in order to help people. I look like on my father because he gave your life to rescue the little girl, and he has rescued her only he lost. I shall tell you about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my professional though In Russia it is not as well appreciated as in other foreign countries. I love an active way of life but time not suffices. In my life I dream to find the person with which I can to lead all life and I shall be happy. I dream about big and cheerful, friendly family. I don't search ideal man. The main thing that in him there were high qualities as skill to love, to respect, to appreciate relations, to love children and is skilful to love and make the happy partner. For me the age does not matter because the love has not limit. I very much hope that you will write to me and will tell about yourself. I am already lonely very long time. I had earlier shot relations but it was failed. I very much hope that you become my unique person in my life. So let's not lose time. If serious relations aren't interesting to you or I am not pleasant to you, say me it please. Is it well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much ask that you have answered to me ONLY to my personal e-mail:  oksank4ka2009@googlemail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait from you the letter with the big impatience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired from loneliness Oksana.&lt;br /&gt;￼&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-387754641249762453?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/03/hey-lady-nice-fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1499637377152268622</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 00:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-24T16:34:20.915-08:00</atom:updated><title>Send This To Your New Russian Girlfriend</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="342" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ais_video_player"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://media.ignitemedia.com/flare/video/ais_video_player.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="videoID=ai195&amp;bufferTime=5" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="https://media.ignitemedia.com/flare/video/ais_video_player.swf" flashvars="videoID=ai195&amp;bufferTime=5" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="342"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1499637377152268622?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/02/send-this-to-your-new-russian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-5480924292437686646</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T09:28:45.964-08:00</atom:updated><title>Okay, This One Is Definitely Legit</title><description>Hello dear, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds unreasonable sending this message through the internet because of numerous nefarious activities and scams that befall the world these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I have a transaction that will be of benefit to both of us. It involves $9,500,000.00 Million United State Dollars, in the bank I work, which I would like to acquire and transfer to your account with your assistance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the successful transfer, we shall share the money in the ratios of 40% for you and! 60% for me. If you are interested in been my partner and treating this business with utmost confidentiality and trust, send your response to me immediately via this email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manama Chuka C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-5480924292437686646?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/02/okay-this-one-is-definitely-legit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-2810590277174878487</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T11:05:42.698-08:00</atom:updated><title>Photoshopski</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Irina-792901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Irina-792896.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi my new friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was very much interested with your.&lt;br /&gt;Reading and seeking your profile, I have thought to write to you,&lt;br /&gt;With hope, that you will answer me. I very much would wish to find out about you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will have a free minute, write to me only my personal e-mail:  prigrishka@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be glad to acquaintance to you. If you write to me I shall necessarily answer and I shall send the photos. &lt;br /&gt;I shall look forward to hearing from you on my mail.&lt;br /&gt;Irina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-2810590277174878487?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2009/02/photoshopski.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-7819503129885480102</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 21:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-12T14:18:08.765-08:00</atom:updated><title>New news from Cheboksary!</title><description>From: "Snezhana Klenova" &lt;jmda@singnet.com.sg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: December 12, 2008 1:57:37 AM PST&lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;msulchek@sandblast.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: I do not know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand, that you do not know me and I do not know you, but probably in the future all can change. All good always occurs in the future and I ask a few patience from you to read my letter up to the end. In the beginning I want to be presented you and to tell a little about my life. My name is Snezhana and to me it will be very pleasant, if you will name me so. Was born 31 years ago and all this time I live in Russia, in &lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/02/inna-of-cheboksary-life-in-spam.html"&gt;Cheboksary&lt;/a&gt;. I give many time to work, I work Stomatologist, in local hospital. It is possible to tell and in other words that I the dentist. I communicate every day with different people and to all the separate approach is necessary. In my work there are people from absolutely small age and to the adult. My life goes in regular intervals and every day is similar on previous. I like my friends and love my family. Certainly the most important i want to found love and my the husband to be the happiest woman in the world. For all my life I could not meet the man to which I could trust&lt;br /&gt;completely and with which I would like to connect my life, but very&lt;br /&gt;much I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/I-728868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/I-728866.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days ago I laid at home on a bed and thought. Why I am lonely? Why I cannot find my special the man? Probably I have made nothing to be happy? Certainly I can be together with the man which I not love, to give birth to the child and simply to be mum, but to not be happy in the family, but I do not want it. I want to love the man and simply be happy to be with him. Also I have thought. Why to not try to get acquainted with the man from other country if I could not find my special man here in Russia? Now we live in 21 century and I know, that many people use the Internet and "Marriage agencies" to get acquainted with suitable the man in any point globe. I do not want to be lonely during my life or simply to sit and wait, when my love will come to me. I want to do itself my life happy and have found such marriage agency here in my city. I knew, that their help will be not free-of-charge, but they have asked the big sum of money from me. Nevertheless I have thought and have decided to not be greedy this money, for the sake of my happiness and my love. Money - never can give to me of it. Probably my destiny to be with the man from other country? I do not know, but I want to try to know. They gave to me yours E-mail and have told, that you also areinterested to find the woman for a life. I think, that now you can understand, how my letter has come to you, could learn a little about my life and about me, but I do not know your desires and I ask to think. We can try to build serious relations or probably simply to be friends. If you do not have desire simply speak to me and I can understand. Nevertheless if I am interesting to you it would be very pleasant for me to learn also a little more about you and to receive your photos. I understand in computers not much, but I hope, that you also can receive my photos in this letter. Certainly appearance not the most important in the person both his private world and soul are of great value, but nevertheless it is more pleasant to receive the letter from the person and to see, how he looks. All this, that I wanted to tell to you and now I shall wait only your answer. Excuse, if I something have offended you in my letter or something has told not correctly, but understand, that I try it for the first time and I worry a little. Even if serious relations are not interesting to you or I am not pleasant, simply let to me know. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please reply only at my personal e-mail:  sksnezhanaaa79@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snezhana&lt;br /&gt;(In search men the love !!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-7819503129885480102?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/12/new-news-from-cheboksary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-6649532077254652862</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-20T12:10:59.771-08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm a Mechanic</title><description>The website &lt;a href="http://www.typealyzer.com"&gt;Typealyzer&lt;/a&gt; has analyzed my blog, and says about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment are masters of responding to challenges that arise spontaneously. They generelly prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, we're a third-grader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-6649532077254652862?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/11/im-mechanic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-6258764026050227543</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 04:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T20:51:22.817-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Ur-spam</title><description>Dearest Family Of Merlin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many blessed tidings to myself and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please me to tell you of when I lost every thing I own in hands of most rebelous government and right now are just in room in one church urgently with nothing less then 1, MILLION DOLLARS, hiding with tears. That does not includes land buying and some other expences, the important document and every thing was demolished and I lost all my belongings and all my members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is where you come in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now live with a member that has been good to me, she is a very nice man and has the face of God inside him. She is the willing one, who can after you help receive the monies to make transference of the boxed funds to safe harbours with hope back to the locked room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncountable numbers of members will be saved by your doings, which is the reason I came to think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole everything is all as result of grossly over invoiced contracts which were executed for the government during the last administration in it, and are presently under verification, with no fault to my members, who are in hiding or demolished. When the smoke was cleared, I was alone with the ONE MILLION DOLLARS, and ran urgently to one church with confidentiality to write this important mail to you and yours telling how it came to be this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I can only write specs which is the how of the why you learned me, and keep my selves busy until help can come from your house and I can return to outside which is where I like it. It is not to trouble but enlighten you that I say you this and hope for the cash release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Other people in the room with the ONE MILLION DOLLARS do not like the waiting. They are not believers in you, like me who is the beneficiary, their anger and hatred and everything else is the many reasons they say they hope to demolish you if the boxes are not filled with the transactions on which we can agree in this mail, but I am not worried, no).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am insane with happy for your reply to my mail, when it comes it shows that I am not alone in this world of hatred and jelousy and surrounded by Godlessness. that makes me to believe more and more in the God that I serve, and serve also by the love of the member of which I said you who loves me and I strongly believe it and is the how of the how I come to write this to yours I have forgiven the hounds of the rebelious government for the humiliation and embarrasment they brought to me and to my feelings, even if they are at the door, and do not have the forgiveness I am telling you and will demolish me and you too unless you do what you must do urgently. They are with Godlessness, I have said this. If I am able to have you the money to lock the door and keep safe the ONE MILLION DOLLARS in the room,  which is how I came to make Contact with you, things will be better, believe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is needed is a small thousands in boxes to put in the escrow to release these funds to which God has blessed me personally but not much longer, judging by the sounds I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, Merlin, Don't Be Worried About Anything as am going to finance this transaction with small amount of ONE MILLION DOLLARS in my possessions and the boxes are coming with a diplomatic agent who will go along with the boxes to your house address when provided by your members with the help of the love I write you that loves God Jesus and me even while the rebelious government ever knocks closer at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever your heart fills like giving in the boxes will be appreciated not only by me but also by God the creator of all things inside, and then you will certainly not be threatened by the harmful agencies who demolished my members who were same of the ages of yours, which is the how of when I knew you must share my sentiments, if you take my meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do very thing in your power to build back the personal house of my salvation and breakthrough, and God will bless you in Jesus name I pray AMEN for you and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once transaction is complete, I will shortly someday be arriving in Los Angelos on a fact finding mission for the church. Perhaps we could accidentally meet and I can provide you with everything thankful in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGARDS Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;KU EMELU QAUDICH BELLISIMO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-6258764026050227543?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/11/ur-spam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-8444165286916117290</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T10:57:39.019-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Most Important Meal of the Day</title><description>I keep reading about the price of "light, sweet crude" and think I should have some, with pancakes or waffles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-8444165286916117290?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/10/most-important-meal-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1970812638463440116</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-02T10:01:41.168-07:00</atom:updated><title>Crown They Good, yadda yadda, Motherhood, yo</title><description>This morning, I received a divine spam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;It's like removing =&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;a watermelon-size bowl of =&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;lard from my body =&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equal signs puzzle me.  I have to go to the desert and meditate, now.  Seven days of fasting.  Ten drops of water.  But meanwhile, you must consider that the recent events surrounding the presidential election could be more evidence, simply, of the end of American Empire.  Do we want a leader who could possibly inspire us to rise to a better plane?  Do we want to continue this happy experiment in democracy and free markets?  Or do we want the guy with the Budweiser twin beer can hat and the Down Syndrome baby and the *hot* GILF whose teenage daughter's horny shennanigans only serve to make, well, hotter.  I mean.  Fertile.  C'mon.  And frisky.  All of 'em.  Hockey mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't hockey a Canadian game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not the bright shining beacon in the darkness that Franklin and Jefferson and Adams believed we could be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the ignorant, marginalized refugees held back from savagery by belief in a terrifying and vindictive God, who dig sod houses out of muddy embankments and eat the mule when the crops fail because we don't know anything about farming and then celebrate as heroic our plucky refusal to die.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't win this national argument because there is no argument.  There is only the certainty of Faith.  All logic succumbs to it, all hope and progress is abandoned for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the episode of Extreme Makeover where they take the Down Syndrome kid and cut him and shape him and fix his teeth and make him look like Marky Mark.  And then have him win Survivor.  And then bare all in a special episode of Intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we can elect &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1970812638463440116?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/09/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-5706743247054554411</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-07T14:40:22.301-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC_0068-745747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC_0068-745282.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-5706743247054554411?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/08/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-3880357943778316790</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-02T18:21:36.328-07:00</atom:updated><title>Big Country Russia</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/ya-792890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/ya-792887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good Day!  You are disturbed by administration of sites of  acquaintances of USA.  You are the member of this group.  One of our members interested in you and we send you the message delivered from MemberName="MiraOldy".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This WOMAN wishes to get acquainted with you.  There is HER message: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Greetings the stranger, are Written by me to you from the big country of Russia, I have read your profile and you are interesting for me, I see you as a pleasant interlocutor, I wish to et acquainted with you better and to exchange photos and not only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will be very glad if our relations do not stop on that that we will communicate only on correspondence, I'll be glad to meet you one day. I will tell you a little bit about myself: I'm very nice, sociable and cheerful girl.  I'm 27 years old, growth 169, my yes are brown, hair dark, weight of 54 kg, a sports constitution, I regularly visit fitness the centre to support the figure both to be in shape and to like men.  If you are self-assured and trust that can deserve my attention that write, we will look that will turn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mira."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This spam disturbs me in so many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First, the photo: is that a hairless cat, or a tiny goat?  Are they on the deck of a cruise ship?  Mira, Mira, why tease us like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then: growth 169.  WTF?  Something she developed after Chernobyl?  At least she's sociable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you think she knows Inna?  And what does it mean that she'll be glad if our relations do not stop and that we will communicate only on correspondance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the overseer: yes, I am disturbed by the Administer Of Sites of Acquaintances USA.  Of course I am.  We all are.  Which is why everyone needs a Mira and her hairless goat cat to comfort us with her sports constitution.  All of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-3880357943778316790?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/07/big-country-russia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1096438418839529820</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T09:44:53.084-07:00</atom:updated><title>Oh no!</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From: support@intl.paypal.com&lt;br /&gt;Date: May 27, 2008 4:46:39 AM PDT&lt;br /&gt;To: msulchek@sandblast.com&lt;br /&gt;Subject: PayPal Account Suspention&lt;br /&gt;Reply-To: akstcabsonlinemnsdgs@absonline.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dear PayPal ® customer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently reviewed your account, and we suspect an unauthorized transaction on your account.&lt;br /&gt;Protecting your account is our primary concern. As a preventive measure we have temporarylimited your access to sensitive information.&lt;br /&gt;Paypal features.To ensure that your account is not compromised, simply hit "Resolution Center" to confirm your identity as member of Paypal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Login your Paypal with your Paypal username and password.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm your identity as a card member of Paypal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please confirm account information by clicking here Resolution Center and complete the "Steps to Remove Limitations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please do not reply to this message. Mail sent to this address cannot be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1999-2008 PayPal. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You would think that your average enterprising-but-non-English-speaking Pirate Of The Internets would: a) spell check his work ('suspention?' 'temporarylimited'), b) dream up a slightly more realistic return address than akstcabsonlinemnsdgs@absonline.net, which sounds like, hmm, a RUSE.  Plus: grammar.  "Login your Paypal?"  Oh, shiver me timbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like the dreaminess of "Steps to remove limitations," though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if only I had a Paypal account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1096438418839529820?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/05/oh-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1766979868572066699</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 19:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-07T11:37:44.097-08:00</atom:updated><title>The End Of Civilization, pt. IX</title><description>"I am so glad that Hanes is conquering the dreaded wedgie because it can happen at any time to anyone," Chalke said in a statement. "For my first appearance at the Emmys, which was also my first time on the red carpet, I chose a gorgeous dress, but made a bad underwear selection. There were cameras everywhere so I had no opportunity to fix anything, especially a wedgie. Now I wear my No Ride Up panties because I love how they fit and I don't have to worry about tugging them back into place."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1766979868572066699?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2008/03/end-of-civilization-pt-ix_3490.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-8455559128435771533</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-13T21:08:09.627-08:00</atom:updated><title>Wong Again</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong1-721625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong1-721619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the inscrutable Director of the Hang Seng Bank today, as he left his tryst-nyst sans Inna and headed across town with a mysteriously leaden plastic bag.   He took the serpentine route, through the backstreets and market alleys, past the endless stalls and kiosks selling animal parts and blackmarket DVDs and discontinued Thomas The Tank Engine toys, his gait steady, never looking back.  The black bag swung from his hand like a talisman.  Whatever it contained was too small to be a soccer player's head, if that's what you're thinking, and I was, but we shouldn't be surprised if he'd shrunk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong3-747949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong3-747938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet ached.  I think the knock-off Asics I bought yesterday have cardboard soles.  And It ended finally on the gangway stairs of the SS Indefatigable, flying a Turkmanistani flag, seen here in the dazzling nether hours of the harbor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong2-747981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Wong2-747973.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not allowed onboard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next morning, Indefatigable was gone in the fog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-8455559128435771533?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/11/wong-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1944936077539097570</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-02T10:10:49.525-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Want To Say U Hi</title><description>Ave, my dear friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful woman is writing you a letter. This woman is me... I will tell you something sad about myself. I am a woman who lost all hopes and dreams to be happy into marriage life. I lost belief into attempts to find my rue Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of men deceived me, tried to broke me and hurt me deeply. But I have never given up, I overcome all betrayals, lie and went toward my happiness again and again. But... I am still alone... I am tired to live in lie, to be a beautiful toy into cruel hands of somebody whom I don't love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you, but I was frank with you and if you feel that you're a man who is able to love, who is able to make me happy, to cure all scars into my soul. You may expect for sincere and true love of a beautiful, but lonely woman with broken heart where is left some place for true love  who can appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Erich-in-drag-766229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/Erich-in-drag-766217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marishka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1944936077539097570?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/11/i-want-to-say-u-hi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1687712070009853594</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-06T12:44:13.097-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wrong Wong</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04382-763440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04382-762898.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got your number, mister.  Beneficent Efficient Workers Motel, edge of Hong Kong, room 646 (apparently they don't number things by floor, since right next door -- what a surprise -- Inna of Cheboksary.  In room number 32).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1687712070009853594?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/10/peter-wong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-9052006725077274428</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-03T09:28:19.439-07:00</atom:updated><title>Opportunity Knocks</title><description>acknowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Mr.peter wong Executive Director of the Hang Seng Bank Ltd, Hong Kong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Iraqi named Haider Hanoon,a business man made a numbered fixed deposit of(346,736,899.68 TWD) for 18 calendar months, this is valued  to Fourty Four million Five Hundred Thousand United State Dollars only  in my branch. Upon maturity several notice was sent to him, even during the war, four years ago (2003). Again after the war another notification was sent and still no response came from him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out that he dead during a bomb blast in Iraq with his entire family leaving behind no next of kin,am ready to share 50/50 with you if you choice to stand as my deceased cleint next of kin. should be interested in executing this with me; indicate your interest by sending me the following: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR NAME &lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR RESIDENT ADDRESS &lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR OCCUPATION &lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR PHONE NUMBER &lt;br /&gt;5. DATE OF BIRTH &lt;br /&gt;6. COUNTRY OF RESIDENT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your response with the requested information should be sent to reach me at my personal email address below: &lt;br /&gt;peter_wong4@yahoo.com.hk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;Mr.peter wong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-9052006725077274428?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/10/opportunity-knocks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-1203643342418975925</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 05:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-27T22:42:31.209-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Plot Thickens</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04334-707246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04334-706411.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Inna.  If you look closely you can see her, just behind the phone booths right of center.  I tried to get closer but she spotted me and hopped on a Vespa with Fong and skeedattled.  Or maybe she smelled me coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the floor cleaner manufacturing plant to see Frank, but since I can't speak Chinese I couldn't explain to the receptionist why I was there and she called security so I had to wait until he got off work and follow him through the streets of the city on a bike I rented for three fish, and we stopped in this neighborhood and there was Inna at the phone booth, waiting for him.  I don't know what she did with the cell phone, but she must have called him to have him pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets curiouser and curiouser because it turns out that El-Brazi, the French midfielder she was sacked up with last month, is here in China playing left back for some local corporate team, and making Adidas commercials in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place, by the way, China, I mean, makes America look like a socialist paradise.  It's business, capitalism, 24/7/365 or however many days there are in the Chinese calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mediocre French footballers are all the rage, evidently.  Even if they've got no pace and no left foot to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my backpack.  Or my pack back.  I still have six fish.  This is not over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-1203643342418975925?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/06/plot-thickens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8025321825861095198.post-7064579115864968770</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-26T21:42:25.852-07:00</atom:updated><title>Chickens Of The Sea</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04314-763482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/uploaded_images/DSC04314-762808.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traded my goat head for nine fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8025321825861095198-7064579115864968770?l=www.sandblast.com%2FsulchNF%2Fsquawk.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandblast.com/sulchNF/2007/06/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Merlin Sulchek)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>