I'd been worried that the ads showing up on the top of my email account were the result of some uncanny spy-camming from the past -- Dr Pepper ads, for instance, abound, despite my not having had a single soda (with the exception of three sips of a new flavor sometime in February) since New Year's Eve -- but yesteday when I logged in, it was advertising me Father's Day gift discounts.
Well. Perhaps there's nothing to worry about after all.
Or perhaps the new killer Norton installation on William J. II, here, manages to plant red herrings in the path of my spy-bot advertisements.
Which means now I have to worry about the Norton, instead.
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