‘Tis better…
It turns out that gift-giving did not begin with Hallmark or the retail industry, but rather with the Universal principle of give and take energy. We’ve all heard the cliche ‘Tis better to give than to receive but according to universal law, it is just as important to be open to the gifts given us. It goes all the way back to atoms and molecules and creation! Finally, a law that says it’s ok to act like a fool when you GET something good! I wonder what kind of rule the Universe has about getting stuff you don’t want… My sister Nanci gave me a pair of Guess Jeans for Christmas last year. My excitement at getting a sexy pair of jeans quickly faded when I realized that I would never be able to wear them. “Nanci, are you kidding...
Changing Thanksgiving
My mother called yesterday and told me that Thanksgiving would be on Friday this year. “What?” I said. “Thanksgiving can’t be on Friday! Who does that?” “Well, it just makes more sense,” Mom told me. “Since–” That’s where I interrupt. “This is about the Tofurky, isn’t it, Mom?” “The toe-whatee?” she asks, like she doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I know what’s going on here. She’s afraid I am going to ruin Thanksgiving because of the Tofurky we discussed last week. I suggested that a vegan meal would be a nice substitute for the traditional bird, the one pumped full of hormones and condemned to live a short life in squalor. Mom tells me...
Answering the Land-line Phone, and Other Risky Behavior
Today is election day which means that tomorrow, I won’t have to listen to any more political adds (I thought yesterday would be the last day, but no.) After today, when my land-line phone rings, it probably won’t be a political pollster or candidate soliciting my vote. Of course, I rarely answer the land-line phone, anyway; too risky. I don’t have caller-id, so when it rings and I say, “Hello,” I am at the mercy of the caller, wondering how long I’ll be stuck listening to them talk about their stuff. (If they are calling me, they don’t want to hear about MY stuff). Sometimes I forget, and answer, like I did the other day. “Hello?” “Hello, this is Bill Clinton…” “Oh, hi!” I said....
Art and the Burning Man
“How was Burning Man?” my friend, Dennis asked. Burning man? That esoteric event that draws thousands of artists to the Black Rock Desert every year? People who attend say they return with a renewed sense of creative spirit. Was I emanating an ethereal glow that my friend picked up on? I had to find out. “I might have been to Burning Man,” I said coyly, “Why do you ask?” “Your car,” he told me. “Looks like it’s been through playa dust.” So much for an ethereal glow… “As a matter of fact, I was at the burning man,” I lied. Better to make him think that I did something bold and adventurous than to admit that I didn’t like to wash my car. “And I had a great time! The best part was when we burned the man!” I hoped I was right...
A Really Cool Online Marketing Course!
Whenever I have a question, I ask my mother. It’s a default move, driven by my own laziness, and the likelihood that she will answer the phone.(She always does)Since beginning my blog; however, I have questions that require particular information not typically found in supermarket tabloids, crossword puzzles, the Hallmark channel, or any of her other sources. I asked anyway. “Mom, how do I increase traffic to my website?” She told me to talk to my father about traffic; since she wasn’t very good at picking routes during commute hours. So, I went to my dad, who told me to just forget it! Nobody ever made money blobbing. “Concentrate on working a real job,” he told me, so I went to my sister, who warned me about pyramid schemers...
Naked Logic
By Guest Blogger, Nanci Williams (My sister) People make bad decisions for all sorts of reasons that everyone can relate to: I was drunk… he was cute… I needed the money… it was on sale… Seldom do people admit to something much more common: I was naked. Think about it. We make the dumbest decisions of all when we find ourselves naked, and in public. Take my friend Molly, for example, Molly and her boyfriend spent the night in a beautiful boutique hotel in San Francisco, which advertised that every room was completely unique. The room they stayed in had a peculiar floor plan, and the door to the bathroom and the door to the hallway looked exactly the same, and were next to each other. You can probably figure out what happened. She got up in...
