If it's Sunday, we must be plum out of money.  And looking forward to starting our crash weight loss plan on Monday.  

That is what is indicated by the number of both Instant Cash-Line of Credit come ons (21) and "Winter Fat Be Gone" type promises (17).   Those with "less than perfect credit are welcome" to apply for MasterCard through this third party shiester,  which is rather obvious because those with perfect credit will go about obtaining a MasterCard legitimately through Visa/MasterCard directly.

In the homework department, "Mystery Millionaire" asks if I'm "still looking for a way to make money online," which must be a kick for any millionaire to be doing in his spare time; unless it's Bernie Madoff again, fooling around with his laptop in his jail cell.  Speaking of millionaires, Bill Gates is back wanting me to make money, as he's been encouraging me to do for the past week, every day, with his Microsoft billions.  A couple of potential bosses are "Looking for people to work from THERE computer," and, as noted, a good command of English and ability to spell is not required.  Another job boasts "Earn 5K per week; Free membership for the 1st 24 people."  Not only is 24 a rather odd even number, but think about it- how would anyone KNOW that they are not the first 24 to respond.  How old is this email?  And, also, why should you have to pay a membership to work?  Shouldn't they be paying you?  Just tell them to take it out of the five grand when they get around to paying you.  

In all, I got 10 "work from home" ads. Another 12 Job Training enticements - from teaching degrees to nursing, massage school and culinary training - seem to be banking on those Wall St. and Auto Manufacturer refugees to want to bake pastries and knead knotted necks.  

Amber and Megan still want to meet me, as do the Single, big-boobed glossed lips girls of Fling.com - 10 emails in all.  One, with subject line, "Someone just searched for you online," opens to "IS someone searching for you online?" It's amazing how one little word can be so depressing; wow, I'm so popular!  Ahhh, ohhh.  "Is?" Guess not.

And once again, to add to the This Is How We Got In This Economic Mess department, four spam-mails offer to ease my way towards procuring a new car. "Don't let your credit prevent you from purchasing the car you want" highlights the sick co-dependency between  failing car companies and customers with no money.  Though the car you most likely want is not one of those gas-guzzling clunkers coming out of Detroit.  

Hard work?  Hunker down?  I haven't gotten any of those emails yet.