If you sent me an E-mail yesterday assume it is gone. Yesterday it was a fierce battle over in the server room as the spammers breached the ramparts and brought down our E-mail server. The spam blocking software that we were testing apparently was beaten down, forcing the box that it was installed on to operate verrrry slowwwly. (remember the scene in 2001 where Hal sings "A Bicycle Built for Two?").
Our computer guy is on vacation so we brought in our able outside consultants, who engaged in heavy hand to hand combat with the spam as it assailed the computer that was set up to block the spam. Calls to the spam software company's tech support were closing in on a solution, but then it got late in the day and we got passed over to "the night guy."
At that point a drastic decision had to be made, and so, like the recently stranded climber who had to cut off his arm in order to escape certain death, we yanked the hapless spam blocker. That left our E-mail server naked and exposed to the onslaughts of the internet. We are now being relentlessly pumelled by spam.
I may go have a look at the servers in a minute. If you don't ever hear from me again, you'll know why.