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I haven't been posting anything here for quite some time. I got some bot (I think it is a bot- with some weird names) posting odd comments on this blog. I thought spam was something for email. Now I know better, the hard way!!
So I have added word verification to the comments section. I hope it works

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hi Loner.

I don't know if you celebrate Thanksgiving or not, but if you do, I wish you and your family a safe and Happy Thanksgiving.

Yes, try out HaloScan. :-)
Pradeep VM said…
Oh oh. I wish I had wished you that myself rain. But you see someone got into this site and left some really weird comments, lots of them in fact- at last count it was in excess of 200 in one page alone! But the word verification stuff seems to be ok.
Now I don't want to be too late with Christmas and new year. Best wishes to you.
Thanks for the Thanksgiving wishes.
Pradeep VM said…
Will do that Rain

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