
The best weaponry
To slay thy enemies well
Ubiquitous BICs
RL

The best weaponry
To slay thy enemies well
Ubiquitous BICs
RL
I didn’t get a ha-ha in for March or April? Wow, time flies in these box loads of crazy that’s passing for life lately. Kinda makes a girl feel like throwing in the towel on societal issues, humanity issues and all ‘Home & Garden’ issues really. I know I’m not the only one dealing with the feeling of falling behind or down and dammit, with nary a drop of liquor involved.
So the very least we could do (literally) is, sit back on someone else’s funny bone and catch a breather. (Don’t go there, Randall). Therefore, in deference to our victory over low bars; in indulging the least we can do, let’s look and learn from some commiseration of our uh, win.

Not even kidding. Every Jehovah’s Witness or girl scout offers to call the police every time they come to my door
Yeah, maybe it’s time to turn it all over to the animals. We can always count on them to add the sweetness factor…
And for a stand alone project:
That’s it for this week or until the whirlwinds of ‘are you kidding me’ politics, personal duties, and community expectations settle down – hahahaha… Just kidding, that never happens – and y’all know it. We’re in this sin wagon together…
Here’s to an easy weekend and if not, at least settle for yard work at Frank’s level.
RL
Four years today… Blog Womaning bliss! The outlet for personal record became a portal of learning, teaching opportunities and making contact with the some of the greatest examples of human decency – and well, admittedly, an occasional dip toward the lowest. Luckily, those are very few, kind of like that deal I got to mull over not long after my first post back then…
I was really quite flattered when after I published my first blog, I received some attention from a fellow blogger with a message to follow his blog too. I looked at his page and saw it was very well done. Quite sophisticated and up to date with all kinds of interesting media to flip through. I liked, as in appreciated the post that was at the top of his published works. Nicely written, inspirational. Even more impressive was how young he was. So, I hit the like button and even clicked on the blog ‘follow’ button.
Not long after, I started receiving inspirational emails from him that included ideas on changing my life, by changing my financial circumstances, by learning a really, super cool way to earn a living via my blog! This guy did it and look, he’s only 18 yrs old and already retired in the Thai jungle of his retirement dreams – as demonstrated in his selfie-video telling me so.
The promo soundbites were right up my marketing background alley; though slight, the description sounded reasonable and plausible. So, I followed the links as directed and got to a 45 minute video of two guys sitting casually in elegant chairs in front of a beautiful interior pool of an obviously expensive house. My spidey senses began to web-out.
The guys opened their pitch with their personal histories and like young blog guy, they described their beginnings from nothing, with little prospects. One had actually lived out of a van that cost less than the pen he was holding in his hand. It was a pretty good looking pen.
The beautiful house was also his, and we wouldn’t believe that all he has now, was achieved after figuring out – are you ready for this – a simple, 3 step idea for making millions via the internet.
About 20 minutes into alternating the talk between how really hard life had been for them, yet so drastically changed with little effort into the still unexplained way they did it, another screen flashed up under their picture. If I act now, for only $25, I will learn (finally) the secret 3 step plan for making millions – or as much as I am willing to work for, it’s all up to me – but I better hurry because there are limited spots left. Ugh! Gut instinct confirmed, video turned off.
Pffftt! The not so secret ‘secret’ was revealed; original flattery flattened, thrill about having blog skillz fizzled. Hell, maybe I even did miss an opportunity to ‘retire at 18’, but I trusted my gut and I’m sure I’m richer from not doling out those bucks.
What this did do, was get me thinking about all these pyramid or multi-level marketing schemes that come up over and over. Sometimes they provide genuine product offerings, but mostly they’re about the quickest immediate cash grab for the idea guys.
I can’t begin to count how many of these pitches/ads/infomercials I’ve seen and you know what they all have in common? Vans. Ever notice that too? Almost every one of these self-made from dirt poor guys who luck-out on the answer to millions, start out by living in vans. Really shaky rickety vans too.
I’m re-thinking plans for my son’s formal education after high school. I’m going to just shove him into a van when he’s 18 and say, “Go forth, my son, and prosper”! Bring me back one of those great-looking pens when you’ve made it.
This lit up the third idea bulb – I’m going into the old van selling business. Low overhead; at near break-down level anyway. We’ll sell ’em to these young guys who’ll eventually get rich. Win-win. Whose in? Time limited offer. Oh, and my son gets his half-price.
Top of the marnin’ ta ya, (sorry about that)
…and a round of green full-bodied gratitude with a heady froth of love for these awesome folks, each a very fine mug-O’-talent; thanks for the ongoing support and friendship over these years…
Cheers,
Ned Hickson
Le Drake Noir
Robert Hookey
Trent’s World
Joanne at My Life Lived Full
Lynne at Life After 50
Jill’s Scene
Dan Antion
Randall Willis
RL
So, so many memes, so, so little time…
Hey look, we survived the overwhelming jolly, holly season, the January blues, the February blahs and election seasons that never seem to end even when they’re like, finished – officially and everything… So sometimes we get to kick back and revel in a little super lazy; it’s like normal lazy, but we’re wearing a cape. Just another super power to revel in. OK then, let’s go! What’s in the wind this week? Saddle up!
Sigh…
That’s it for this week and in all honesty I’m not sure what’s in store next. I have no idea whether I’ll be back to railing at politics, detailing social issues, or releasing steam through haikus. So, like the tagline implies, come back for what you think you’re gonna get, stay for the surprise!
Have an awesome weekend!
RL
I love December, the sense of expectation; the ending of another 365 days of history, for better or worse, and as always, the promise of a fresh start.
I love the visiting with people I rarely get to see because we’re all swimming madly to meet every -must do to keep living- lists, which mostly are about keeping groceries in stock. Yep, eating… that never gets old. Plus, you tend to rethink invitations when you remember that -company’s coming over- cleaning. Ugh. That got old for me by around 10:00am on January 1st.
I used to love shopping for those -just perfect for whomever- gifts. Somewhere around 2008, I lost the drive. Now, if I can’t find it and online, I employ my newest motto, “perfection is the enemy of good enough”.
Thus, I’m at that place in the month where I become the Al Bundy of the malls. I gladly stay home, sit on the couch in some grey polyester pants and stare mindlessly at a screen. Could even be only a window screen desperately in need of a serious vacuuming. Whatever. It keeps me safe from lineups and carts slamming into my Achilles tendons.
So, here we go, heading for the path of least resistance, Memeville Mall, which I happened to discover while staring at a screen….

Anyone who even just looked at a dog once, knows this is gospel.

Took me a minute. You?

Mwahahahahahaaaaa… Whose ready to be yarn?

For my peeps. You know who you are.

…(or bumps your Achilles tendon with a cart)

I got nothin’. Well, maybe a dozen of these. Sigh.

It whispered back, at 10 kbph, time for tequila.

Emergency services, a single’s best friend. Am I right?

Just please make room for Jack this time…

The quintessential Canadian Christmas scene.
And that, my friends, is all I’ve got for this week. Some of you are quite glad that’s over, and I understand. See you next week!
RL