This blog's got a lot of great technical information which is all very well and good... but we figure it's time for a fun break. Combined with that, we have some extra goodies left over from the Exchange 2003 SP2 TAP program and wanted to put them to good use.
We put those two bits of information together and decided to host the first ever official You Had Me At EHLO Contest!
This contest is a tricky one that will require an in-depth knowledge of Exchange.
What's the contest, you ask?
Yes, that's right, you heard us. Come up with some witty limericks about e-mail or Exchange, the more creative the better (feel free to stretch the rules on the exact cadence), and email them to [updated 2/8 9:10 PM PST - we're figuring out what's up with the DL, in the meantime just mail me directly] kclemson AT microsoft DOT com.
We will accept entries until midnight, PST on February 17th, at which point a crack team of judges will review all the submissions and pick our favorites (the exact number of winners is to be determined) which we will then share with you.
Each of the winners will receive a magnetic poetry kit from the Exchange 2003 TAP program that looks something like this:
We thought we'd whet your appetite with an example of a limerick, prepared by yours truly:
There once was an email from me
That I sent via SMTP
It flew over the net
'Twas delivered no sweat
Thanks to E 2003
Of course, we have to be proper here, so without further ado:
By submitting your limerick to Microsoft, you agree that you are doing so voluntarily, and that Microsoft shall be free to copy, edit, modify, license, publicly display, create derivative works, and otherwise use your submission in whole or in part at any time and as it sees fit, entirely without obligation or restriction of any kind to you or any third party.
 Snarkiness also accepted
 You may have noticed certain words in the poetry that may or may not be used in mildly amusing sentences. This is entirely unintentional, we believe it may have been a byproduct of the manufacturing process. We don't know how they got in there.
 Genius, I know