Old-School Spam
Okay, enough already.
It’s bad enough my email inbox is so cluttered, but I’d like to be able to open my front door without wading through a pile of junk mail.
At some point this has to be considered littering; I’d love to catch them in the act. The piles have been worse than this before, but the time has come to let both of you readers know how to stop it.
The Federal Trade Commission has provided an opt-out of junk mail for you. You can either call the number on that page or print out the letter and mail it yourself. I made the call, and the Federal Trade Commission mailed me a form which I still have to return to them, but at least it’s only one letter to send instead of three. I’m waiting to see if this has any effect at all.
I figured I’d either do this or form a lynch mob to hunt down random postal carriers and leaflet distributors. I chose the one that wouldn’t land me in jail.
You have such fantastic tile in your foyer.
Tom – what street do you live on? That looks freightenly like my old place.