Got this in my inbox from the “IRS”:

After the last annual calculations of your fiscal activity we have determined that you are eligible to receive a tax refund of $93.60. Please submit the tax refund request and allow us 6-9 days in order to process it.

A refund can be delayed for a variety of reasons. For example submitting invalid records or applying after the deadline.

To access your tax refund online, please click here.

Regards,
Internal Revenue Service

Never mind the fact that I didn’t even do my taxes yet, or that my refund is usually 4 digits, but when you click on the link given, it takes you to an online form that’s hosted on an Internet Radio site called 90sAndNow.com.

What’s this? The Internal Revenue Service’s attempt to make their agency more hip and cool by handing out refunds to the tune of Backstreet Boys?

I need better filters for my email.

With all the hoopla over Google’s latest PR update, I decided to dedicate a karaoke song to all those bloggers out there feeling the pain of seeing their PageRank reduced. You’ve heard of Backstreet Boys “Quit Playing Games With My Heart?” Well this is my personal rendition, “Quit Playing Games With My Blog!” Feel free to listen to the podcast of me singing the song, but I should warn you, I’m a really bad singer. Here are the lyrics:

Google…. Oh…..

Quit playing games with my…
Na na na na na na
Na na na na Google
Na na na na na na
Quit playing games with my blog
With my blog
With my blog
With my blog!

You can see the original lyrics to the actual song here. Apologies to the Backstreet Boys for torpedoing their song.

I won a prize! No, it wasn’t money. No it wasn’t a date with Jessica Alba. So what did I win you ask? Lookie here:

Yep, in what I am now convinced is a global conspiracy to obliterate whatever ounce of manhood I had left over from 31 years of pain, agony, and surviving Backstreet Boys mania, Danielle from Pink Internet Marketing has declared me the random winner of her fluffy pink bear.

Still, I will accept this cuddly bundle of cuteness on Danielle’s promise that it will someday help me win over the heart of my future honey pot bon bon bunnycakes, whoever she may be.

Assuming of course, she can get past the fact that the studly man of her dreams now keeps a pink teddy bear in his bedroom.

Last night I had the strangest dream…

For some reason I was on a journey, traveling up this road where I was eventually joined by my brother. We were passing by this ranch that was having a festival, kids running around, riding ponies, everyone having a good time, and this song was playing from somewhere, a song I recognized from years ago:

“Don’t wanna lose to loneliness…
Girl I know we can win!
Don’t want to lose to emptiness, oh no…
Never again!

Don’t wanna lose you now…
Baby, I know we can win this!
Don’t wanna lose you now…
No no, or ever again!”

Yep, Backstreet Boys. Y’all can stop snickering now. Truth is though, I hadn’t heard this song in over 7 years, so it’s a bit weird (to say the least) that it would come up in a dream now. I can’t remember the last time I’ve ever dreamt about an actual song too, especially one I’ve since completely forgotten about.

Tell me, what does that mean?