Have you ever tried to post something on a blog (no, okay, I'm the only nerd in the room today), or make a payment online, or something of that nature, and gotten a prompt to enter a series of letters or numbers that let the computer know you are a real human and not a secret virus attempting to pay other people's sprint bill?  Those things are so random.  Who comes up with them?  Today, poor Joy has lost something very important, and I was writing to get her to spill the beans on what it is and after three failed attempts, I was finally allowed to post by typing oombrlbaa--i mean, seriously, what is that?  That sounds like a magic wand spell from Harry Potter, or perhaps something a witch would shout right before she killed you OOMBRLBAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Or like the name of one of those giant purses celebrities are carrying these days.  I tell you, those celebrities and their 8 million dollar 39 gallon purses, what will they think of next.  But, anyway, who comes up with these codes?  I want that job.  Or, actually, you know who would be great at that job, my finace.  Freddie would rock at that job.  He loves to make fun of how quickly I type, by rapidly slamming his keys all over the keyboard.  I bet he could come up with some great codes.  I don't know if he knows how to make them all slanty and blurry though.
For your viewing pleasure, I was hoping to post a picture of Jessica Simpson carrying the new Prada Oombrlbaa, but I don't know how to post pictures on here.  so sad.
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