For a surly loner like the Drunkablog, spam e-mails are a lifeline to people who care. Here's one from my good friend "Beau Silva" (my e-mail pals have such great names too), who responds to an apparent question about the way the fatty livered one attires himself: "Re: Yokel: Dressing to impress." Haven't read it yet, but I imagine he'll tell me to ditch the knit cap. Never!
Here's another, from my very special Indian pal "Ross Singh": "Do you know . . . I love you uqfktqfaun?" That's his pet name for me, "uqfktqfaun." And yes, Ross, I do know, and it means everything to me.