I am still dreaming of a pre war, skip tooth, custom ratrod like this Hiawatha cruiser.
Snapped this pic tonight at Barnes and Noble, yeah, these two people are together, but they are not in Vegas. They are strutting their stuff in a book store in a sleepy midwestern city. BTW, her underwear is red too, plainly visible from the other side, at times. Hence his proud gaze.
So, what exactly is going on here we can only guess, but here are a few.
1. This guy’s sister lost a bet.
2. They are auditioning for their own reality show about an illiterate, robot super girl and her pawn shop worker boy friend who are trapped and surrounded by these stacks of bound paper thingies with lots of little letters on them.
3. An attractive young lady who’s Daddy didn’t pay enough attention to her, feels the need to please anyone of the opposite sex that is willing to give her just a tiny bit of attention, positive or negative, mostly negative and after the latest object of her affection, who needs to have a story for his drinking buddies the next evening and believes everything his pants tell him and thinks Miley Cyrus will never really love him, promises to take her to a nice dinner at On The Border with fresh guacamole made right at their table and a mango Margarita, manipulates her into ordering a skanky red half dress from YouNeedThisDressHo.com after feeding her insecurities by telling her she would look so hot in it, just like that hot chic on the site, and wants to get his money’s worth by having her walk ahead of him up and down every book isle while he and his hormones have a visual planning meeting for later tonight.
I vote 3.
Now after that you may be judging me for being too judgmental probably more so than you are judging this couple. And that’s fine, but unbeknownst to me, my wife took this picture while I was reading this.
I’ve had a game web site online for about 5 years. During the first 3 years I put a ton of work and invested plenty of money into it. And it has done well. But managing something that complex turns into a chore and fast. It starts to cave under it’s own weight. It gets more difficult with each passing month to fix the bugs, fend off hackers, add fresh content and update the graphics. It’s a moving target for one person with a family and a full time job.
Then about a year ago it broke. And it broke big. The site was still functional but I could not longer add content because of an external API change. The site got stale overnight. The thought of trying to fix it or paying someone to do it was so overwhelming and emotionally draining I just simply ignored it.
Surprisingly it maintained it’s steady traffic of about 2,200 visits per day. Pretty good, but not job quitting good. Also not, 100 hours of work and who knows how much I gotta pay someone, good.
But as a part time entrepreneur it was like a sore tooth. It was always nagging at me. I felt I was being irresponsible. But hey, no one was making me do anything about it. Isn’t that the entrepreneur’s curse? And probably a good reason why most businesses fail.
And then it got worse and I didn’t even know that was possible. I got an email from my web server admin and it said:
“Some Bad, bad, sh*t is going down on your site.”
Now I’m not a techno nerd and I don’t know all the fancy techno language but I if I understand this correctly, I got hacked and got hacked big. My biggest fear came true. I think I was on the verge of a panic attack. I hate this. I don’t need this.
After a few email exchanges to understand the extent of the damage, the server admin was very concerned the issue could actually spread to other areas on the server and suggested wiping out the entire site.
I felt like a fraud. Who was I to think I could be a web entrepreneur? I was whipped. I don’t even really understand what happened and now I have lost everything including the monthly revenue. I’m done. Cooked. The web won, I lost. I’ll stick to simple things like blogging. That is until I realize I suck at writting two. SEE I CAN’T WRITE! I CAN’T DO ANYTHING!
Then after a couple days pouting, revenue-less and worried, I started to perk up a little with thoughts like, I always wanted to redo the site in WordPress and I bet there are some pretty cool themes out now and I bet the API feed will work more seamlessly with WordPress and I’d love to update the logo!
I started to get excited at the possibilities. I found that fire in the belly that drove me to make the site in the first place. I can do this!
I began to see this as a blessing in disguise. I turned that fear and anxiety into action and action means opportunity. I now realize I probably never would have ever done much with that site again with no hope of breaking through to generate a huge income if this “bad, bad” thing hadn’t happened.
Weird. Why is that? What makes us the most active at our most desperate?
And then that old saying came to me: It’s easier to give birth than to raise the dead.
Sad but true I guess. But maybe next time adversity comes my way, I’ll be more prepared to count it all joy, worry less and get out there and fight back.
I’m really not much of a science fiction kinda guy. I adore Star Wars but what human doesn’t?
I have noticed a formula of taking two unlike things and combining them can make YouTube videos quite extraordinary.
So for instance, take the serious nature of a good Si Fi story and combine it with, well how shall I put this, drunk people. What do you then get?
Pretty sure I know who should star in the next installment. It should be called, “Return of the Blendri.”
You are half right.
If you are reading this and have thought recently, “I am a fraud,” then keep reading.
You might be a fraud if:
You boldly and objectively claim to be something you are not, either to yourself or other people.
You present someone else’s ideas or material and pass it off as your own.
You lie to yourself.
You lie to others.
You avoid the hard work.
You cop out.
You believe anything you say won’t matter to anyone or make a difference.
You are NOT a fraud if:
You tell your life’s stories and make your own observations and draw your own conclusions from them.
You are truly grateful when anyone spends their precious time to listen to you share from your heart. That includes, family friends and strangers.
You acknowledge some may not respond to you the way you would like. This includes, family friends and strangers.
You are not so self-centered to believe everyone will think everything you say will mean something to them.
You are truly grateful when even one person responds to you the way you like.
You you believe hard work and preparation punches apprehension in the throat every single time.
You do the work.
You over prepare.
You prepare until you bleed – in the shower, in the car, in bed, eating breakfast, in the bathroom, making dinner. You feel the burn. This means you lose sleep, miss fun time, lose your appetite – whatever it takes.
Chances are you are not a fraud, you are afraid.
Chances are you’re afraid of experiencing a sensation of being rejected.
Chances are your imagination is working overtime in finding new things to worry about.
Chances are you are experiencing a sense of dread brought on by believing rejection is an inevitability.
Chances are you imagine anything that could happen, no matter how irrational that would cause you to feel this emotion.
Chances are you don’t believe you have a trusted solution to the situation readily available to you.
Chances are your current understanding that being defenseless and vulnerable is weakness and weakness leads to being victimized.
Chances are knowing all this won’t help, at all.
So, if you chose to remain afraid, then yes, be afraid, be very afraid of being under prepared.
If you don’t be yourself, you’ll be exposed a fraud sooner or later. Sure you can behave in an extreme manner and that will bring attention, not to you but to your behavior.
Then one day your non-real other self will find it’s way into the company of where you may not feel comfortable or even belong.
What the heck am I talking about? (Watch until about 2:25)
The nice jewish boy, or you or me.
Stop hiding behind:
Your alternate personality
Your ideals of what you think you should be
What others think of you
Telling others to stop hiding
I just started watching the Netflix hit series, Breaking Bad. And man is it good. I am only on season 2 but I am hooked.
I don’t know much about the series or it’s background, cast, production, etc. but I did notice it’s setting is in the South West, United States. As I watch the more boring parts (what few there are) I start gazing around at the set decor and outdoor location shots (I didn’t really know I did this until my wife asked why I always feel the need to point out when I catch a camera reflected in a passing car in movies) In this case, I guess I am trying to get a sense of whether Breaking Bad is actually shot on some studio lot somewhere in Canada or on location. Didn’t really think they would shoot in Albuquerque, but you never know.
I really don’t catch myself doing this consciously until something piques my interest. And for some reason this did.
Here is a scene in season 2, episode “Bit By a Dead Bee,” where character Jesse Pinkman is talking on his phone outside a building. I think it is supposed to be a criminal justice building of some sort, FBI, dunno.
Anyway, when they cut to this shot I notice the street address of the building. Pretty cool shot actually. Nicely done. This shot was kinda long as Jesse is trying to get Walter to help him out with some more cash or something when I had an idea.
Why not use Google Earth to see if this place is real? I was curious as to why they made no effort in trying to hide the building’s address. So I thought either I could uncover the actual city they are shooting in or if Google Earth returned no queries it might just be some fictitious building on a set.
So I type the address, “400 Gold SW” into Google Earth. Sure enough we start zooming into New Mexico and eventually right into downtown Albuquerque! Wow, I was impressed. So they used a real address, but was it the actual building? I then clicked Street View and…
I want to be really bad.
I really do.
I want to be so derelict at some of my job duties that I need others.
Ok, I’ll take another run at this.
I used to feel very insecure and would even get a little depressed when I would learn I was actually quite awful at parts of my job.
I would think, they pay me to do all this stuff and I just suck at some of it. Maybe they will replace me or worse yet, maybe they will just let me flounder and just feel bad for me. Worst of all, they are paying me and only me to do this job. I am their one and only choice. The pressure.
Not quite sure what this says about my job or my employer, but I do know what is says about me. Well, I think I do, now.
Time passes and now I have the great fortune to work with people I admire. I am amazed at their talents and abilities. I want to be pieces and parts of all of them. But I can now live with the fact that I am not. I am bad at certain things. And they are quite good at certain things. I love this about my job.
I enjoy knowing I don’t have all the answers or ideas. At times, I can’t envision what that project should look like or how in the world it is going to get done. But they do.
So, no I don’t feel bad about my weaknesses anymore, I feel blessed because I seem to have fit together with their many talented pieces and parts.
I wouldn’t want it any other way. I love being bad.
When I get really, really, bored I play this game I think I made it up.
I try to think of the earliest TV memory I can think of in a particular genre. tonight, I was’t bored but I needed something to post so you get to be subjected to my childhood memories.
Some genres I’ve tried in the past:
Saturday Morning cartoon
Music program or group performance
That usually keeps me busy until 5:00 PM (kidding).
Tonight I tried to think of the oldest live action Saturday morning show that I remember watching. The second part of the game is to find it on YouTube and then the fun begins.
Here is the winner: Land of the Lost. Yeah, not the lame Will Ferrell movie, but the 1970’s TV show.
Now sit back and marvel at the special effects, OMG.
The show intros art particularly entertaining, usually because of the lame action sequences and campy theme songs.
Give it a try. Post your winning memory in the comments. Oh by the way, I aways win, after all it’s my game.
Board game version coming this Christmas.
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