A downstairs panel contains three on/off switches, one of which controls the lamp in the attic—but which one? Do something to the switches, and then determine after one trip to the attic, which switch is connected to the attic lamp.
You can't deny that Google's Gmail has one of the best spam filters. However, I'm getting annoyed with seeing the spam counter grow bigger and bigger numerically by the second. There's a reason for this, but I won't bore you with it. And no, it's not because I've been surfing porn and it's now tracking me down to be one of their viagra customers.
Anyway one thing that they've missed out on including in Gmail is an option to automatically delete spam mail from the Spam folder. I have this weird obsession. I need to read all my emails. So in my inbox, there are never any unread emails; therefore, no counter saying that I have unread emails. However, I dont check my Spam folder all the time and it just bothers me that the counter beside that particular folder is always there. I know they have a button to delete all the spam in one click, but I don't even want to see my spam mail. It's SPAM!
But... Rejoice because I have found a way to get rid of Gmail Spam automatically! For all those people who have a similar "sickness" as I do, follow these simple instructions to creating a filter in Gmail:
[Has the words]: is:spam
[Check] Delete it.
[Check] Also apply filter to * conversations below.
All spam messages will be moved to your trash where you can still view it.
When you click on "Next Step" you may encounter a pop-up message saying this:
Warning: Filter searches containing "label:", "in:", or "is:" criteria are not recommended, as these criteria will never match incoming mail. Do you still want to continue to the next step?
Click on "Yes" and you'll soon be on your way to freedom!!
On Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007, Juli and I were leaving the north parkade on our way home, when disaster struck. I was approaching the exit to the north parkade where I scan my pass to get out when I suddenly got the billiant idea to remove the pass from the windshield and stick it on my side window. As I slowlydroveupto the scanner thinger, I accidentally pressed on the button that rolls down the window. I watched with horror as the suction cup disappeared with the descending window.
At first, when the window was just beginning its descend, I thought about how I should do something to prevent what was about to happen, but the key word is "thought". Yes, even though I was in shock, I still had time to think about what I should be doing instead of actually doing it. It was as if my body was immobolized with horror as my suction cup with a screw attached to it descended into the abyss.
After I recovered from the incident, I found my parking pass across my lap, suction cup less. Now there's a suction cup with a screw in it inside my car door and my parking pass is a mere round disk with a hole in the middle.
Thank you for tuning into Story Time with Grandma Chang.
