Just wanted to boast and brag, I made a sale on Zazzle. Only ten months after I announced that my seemingly insanely over-priced t-shirt business was open for business, I made my first sale. And I am now $1.36 richer. At this rate, I'll have amassed a small fortune by the time my great-great-grandkids enter retirement.
I don't know who my customer was, or what they bought as they edited the product, but if you're out there, I thank you. And keep buying.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
New Red Rug
Tiff and I got an area rug the other day from Wal-Mart. We've been talking about getting one recently because after three years our apartment carpet isn't holding up too well. We saw a nice red one at a good price and new it was perfect. Plus, at 5'x8', it's just the right size for where we need it.
Luckily, the ACTUAL size of where we need it is only 4'6"x7'4".
Saturday, January 26, 2008
The Best Blog
I think I've mentioned in the past that I like Yahoo! I use Yahoo! I check Yahoo! for Yahoo!news and Yahoo! sports and Yahoo! weather. I have Yahoo! email, and I love My Yahoo!, which I checked today and it made me say, "yahoo."
Recently, My Yahoo! was upgraded and I could link it to feeds from blogs, so I linked mine to one blog, that of Leo Babauta, which I'm sure you're now patiently thinking, "yeah, who?" I chose it from a list of options for it's name Zen Habits. I figured maybe it could teach me how to live even more in peace with my body and mind than I am now, if that's possible. The blog is usually just lists and tips of how to unclutter your world and stuff, which generally is kind of boring.
He has apparently found an audience though as his blog was recently named Best Blog of the Year. A few days later he posted "Happy 1st Birthday Zen Habits." I started nearly three years ago... Best Blog... ya-friggin-hoo!
Anyways, he started this other site about writing, so I read his thoughts about blogwriting and I realized how much I am not a blog writer. He stresses how close the writer and the reader are with blogs, "Read that last sentence again, because it’s key: speak to the readers. Write as if you’re talking to them." I think where I'm going wrong is that I'm just talking to myself half the time. (Hey, sexy.)
Maybe if I did "read that last sentence again" I could relate to this: "You’re writing for an audience who will comment on the post mere minutes after you press “publish”. They will argue with you, praise you, become your friends. They will write their own posts, commenting on and analyzing your writing." As it is though, I'm excited when my wife comments... analyzing my writing.
Anyways, I doubt that my blog empire is on its way to any Blog of Fame, I still have fun doing it. And while this post sucks, at least its better than me listing reasons why its important to clean your desk off, even if it is... and you learn something from it... and you read it in spite of how lame you know it to be... probably because you know it's just a list and you don't have to read through some long post with no pictures.
Recently, My Yahoo! was upgraded and I could link it to feeds from blogs, so I linked mine to one blog, that of Leo Babauta, which I'm sure you're now patiently thinking, "yeah, who?" I chose it from a list of options for it's name Zen Habits. I figured maybe it could teach me how to live even more in peace with my body and mind than I am now, if that's possible. The blog is usually just lists and tips of how to unclutter your world and stuff, which generally is kind of boring.
He has apparently found an audience though as his blog was recently named Best Blog of the Year. A few days later he posted "Happy 1st Birthday Zen Habits." I started nearly three years ago... Best Blog... ya-friggin-hoo!
Anyways, he started this other site about writing, so I read his thoughts about blogwriting and I realized how much I am not a blog writer. He stresses how close the writer and the reader are with blogs, "Read that last sentence again, because it’s key: speak to the readers. Write as if you’re talking to them." I think where I'm going wrong is that I'm just talking to myself half the time. (Hey, sexy.)
Maybe if I did "read that last sentence again" I could relate to this: "You’re writing for an audience who will comment on the post mere minutes after you press “publish”. They will argue with you, praise you, become your friends. They will write their own posts, commenting on and analyzing your writing." As it is though, I'm excited when my wife comments... analyzing my writing.
Anyways, I doubt that my blog empire is on its way to any Blog of Fame, I still have fun doing it. And while this post sucks, at least its better than me listing reasons why its important to clean your desk off, even if it is... and you learn something from it... and you read it in spite of how lame you know it to be... probably because you know it's just a list and you don't have to read through some long post with no pictures.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Put Me In, Coach. I'm on Steroids.
That's right, I have entered the world of dubious superstars, as I am on rigorous regiment of steroids.
I went to the doctor last week with persistent flu-like symptoms and learned that nothing is wrong with me. So, just to appease me, the good doctor put me on some cough medicine. A few days later, I was covered in nasty, all-to-familiar, red bumps that itched to no end. I have quite a mysterious history with hives in that I had them everyday for about 18 months a few years ago, and never figured out what caused them, where they came from or ultimately, why they left.
With the hives, a lot of things have changed in my life recently, from shampoo, Yes to Carrots!, to Jack LaLanne's PowerJuicer Pro among other stuff, so the doctor just put me on steroids to knock them out and then worry about it if they come back... which seems to be backward logic, but who am I to question someone who's a doctor.
Steroids are crazy though. I strongly doubt that my Prednisone is very similar to the stuff that bulks up ball players, but it has had some pretty incredible side-effects. First off, it gives me head aches right when I take them, but they fade. More importantly, I feel better. For the first time in months, I actually feel close to healthy, which is a good feeling. Also - and this one I'm struggling with the wording - I feel motivated.
At work, I'm doing tasks that I almost never bother with, thinking outside my normal routine, and everything's moving smoothly. At home, I feel like helping out more, which I'm not going to get into because I'm not sure if I actually have been helping out. Also at home, I've been playing a mean game of NCAA Football lately. I'm winning every game! I'm driven... focused... energized. Maybe I'm just healthy for the first time in months.
Now, if I could just stop getting these hives I'd be in good shape.
I went to the doctor last week with persistent flu-like symptoms and learned that nothing is wrong with me. So, just to appease me, the good doctor put me on some cough medicine. A few days later, I was covered in nasty, all-to-familiar, red bumps that itched to no end. I have quite a mysterious history with hives in that I had them everyday for about 18 months a few years ago, and never figured out what caused them, where they came from or ultimately, why they left.
With the hives, a lot of things have changed in my life recently, from shampoo, Yes to Carrots!, to Jack LaLanne's PowerJuicer Pro among other stuff, so the doctor just put me on steroids to knock them out and then worry about it if they come back... which seems to be backward logic, but who am I to question someone who's a doctor.
Steroids are crazy though. I strongly doubt that my Prednisone is very similar to the stuff that bulks up ball players, but it has had some pretty incredible side-effects. First off, it gives me head aches right when I take them, but they fade. More importantly, I feel better. For the first time in months, I actually feel close to healthy, which is a good feeling. Also - and this one I'm struggling with the wording - I feel motivated.
At work, I'm doing tasks that I almost never bother with, thinking outside my normal routine, and everything's moving smoothly. At home, I feel like helping out more, which I'm not going to get into because I'm not sure if I actually have been helping out. Also at home, I've been playing a mean game of NCAA Football lately. I'm winning every game! I'm driven... focused... energized. Maybe I'm just healthy for the first time in months.
Now, if I could just stop getting these hives I'd be in good shape.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
My Man-Crush
I haven't written for awhile for various reasons, and most folks reading this might think it's weird what brings me to writing another post.
When Tiff and I first moved in together we didn't have much. We had so little furniture that the living room of our one-bedroom apartment was empty for close to six months as our brand new bed was also our couch, kitchen table, card table, and bathroom... wait, no. We had so little money that we chose not to get cable TV for a year and a half and struggled with bunny ears to watch our favorite shows. That first spring there was more than one "emergency" trips to Tiff's parents' on Tuesday nights to watch American Idol, which we consciously aren't watching this year.
It wasn't long before we decided to get a DVD player and a Blockbuster card - ah, the days before Netflix. We watched a lot of movies, but owned very few. One of those few, in fact one of the first two was A Knight's Tale. This brilliant movie cleverly merges the sport of jousting with classic rock music. You know it's a winner when the medieval royal horn section plays "We Will Rock You." Tiff got it for me because she caught me watching it repeatedly on HBO before we moved out on our own.
The movie's leading man is one Heath Ledger, whom Tiffany convinced me that I had a man-crush on. It wasn't anything sexual, it's just that there was something about him I liked. He seemed down to Earth and just a cool guy. Pretty soon, I embraced the idea of this man-crush and freely mentioned it if it ever came up. Then he was a gay cowboy in Brokeback Mountain, and I felt like a public man-crush took a different tone. So I switched my man-crush to Clive Owen. I guess I got a thing for guys with accents.
Anyways, in a world of Britney Spears media and Hollywood cellulite gracing magazine covers, I liked Heath Ledger and I'm sad to hear of his death. He was great and surely would've been even greater in time.
PS. How cool is it that he's going to be the Joker.
When Tiff and I first moved in together we didn't have much. We had so little furniture that the living room of our one-bedroom apartment was empty for close to six months as our brand new bed was also our couch, kitchen table, card table, and bathroom... wait, no. We had so little money that we chose not to get cable TV for a year and a half and struggled with bunny ears to watch our favorite shows. That first spring there was more than one "emergency" trips to Tiff's parents' on Tuesday nights to watch American Idol, which we consciously aren't watching this year.
It wasn't long before we decided to get a DVD player and a Blockbuster card - ah, the days before Netflix. We watched a lot of movies, but owned very few. One of those few, in fact one of the first two was A Knight's Tale. This brilliant movie cleverly merges the sport of jousting with classic rock music. You know it's a winner when the medieval royal horn section plays "We Will Rock You." Tiff got it for me because she caught me watching it repeatedly on HBO before we moved out on our own.
The movie's leading man is one Heath Ledger, whom Tiffany convinced me that I had a man-crush on. It wasn't anything sexual, it's just that there was something about him I liked. He seemed down to Earth and just a cool guy. Pretty soon, I embraced the idea of this man-crush and freely mentioned it if it ever came up. Then he was a gay cowboy in Brokeback Mountain, and I felt like a public man-crush took a different tone. So I switched my man-crush to Clive Owen. I guess I got a thing for guys with accents.
Anyways, in a world of Britney Spears media and Hollywood cellulite gracing magazine covers, I liked Heath Ledger and I'm sad to hear of his death. He was great and surely would've been even greater in time.
PS. How cool is it that he's going to be the Joker.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Happy Birthday Tiffany!
Today my beautiful wife celebrates her birthday. My gift to her: carrots.
She has recently discovered Yes to Carrots, a line of lotions and shampoos and stuff made from everybody's favorite orange food that grows underground. Well, maybe second favorite after yams. I'm not sure where she learned of Yes to Carrots, perhaps an infomercial, but she ordered a bottle online, I think to get past the $25-no-shipping-fee mark and now she's suddenly all about it. "Golly!" she'll exclaim, "I love my Yes to Carrots! Carrots are the future of health, food, and alternative energy."
So I got her some of their stuff, and I'm finally reading about carrots. She's right, carrots are pretty amazing. They actually do improve your eye sight, they're high in all sorts of good stuff, and are good combatants of tonsillitis! They even reduce the risk of breast cancer. Nature's candy does everything but put hair on your chest.
I have a feeling that if I typed in any other fruit or vegetable a similar list of benefits would emerge. That's not to take anything away from the carrot, it's just that every so often you hear about the amazing effects of whatever. Cranberries, pomegranates, starfruit, blueberries... there's been a list recently of the "new" miracle food that will ensure the survival of the human race.
So if they are all really good for you, I will celebrate them individually. This year carrots get the nod, so join with me as I sing on high, Yes to Carrots!
And next year let us embrace Yes to Yams!
She has recently discovered Yes to Carrots, a line of lotions and shampoos and stuff made from everybody's favorite orange food that grows underground. Well, maybe second favorite after yams. I'm not sure where she learned of Yes to Carrots, perhaps an infomercial, but she ordered a bottle online, I think to get past the $25-no-shipping-fee mark and now she's suddenly all about it. "Golly!" she'll exclaim, "I love my Yes to Carrots! Carrots are the future of health, food, and alternative energy."
So I got her some of their stuff, and I'm finally reading about carrots. She's right, carrots are pretty amazing. They actually do improve your eye sight, they're high in all sorts of good stuff, and are good combatants of tonsillitis! They even reduce the risk of breast cancer. Nature's candy does everything but put hair on your chest.
I have a feeling that if I typed in any other fruit or vegetable a similar list of benefits would emerge. That's not to take anything away from the carrot, it's just that every so often you hear about the amazing effects of whatever. Cranberries, pomegranates, starfruit, blueberries... there's been a list recently of the "new" miracle food that will ensure the survival of the human race.
So if they are all really good for you, I will celebrate them individually. This year carrots get the nod, so join with me as I sing on high, Yes to Carrots!
And next year let us embrace Yes to Yams!
Big TV
I'm thinking about upgrading a few of my home appliances. Right now, I've got my eye on Panasonic's new 150-inch plasma TV.
I hear it's so clear that it's like you're actually there. You can visit places you really want to go, like Moraine Lake, Canada (note the date), from the comfort of your own home. Although with a TV like that, you'd need a pretty good sound system.
I hear it's so clear that it's like you're actually there. You can visit places you really want to go, like Moraine Lake, Canada (note the date), from the comfort of your own home. Although with a TV like that, you'd need a pretty good sound system.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Happy New Year!
It's good to have New Year's Resolutions. I have one, although secretly I have at least four or five. I figure it's best to have several stashed away that you're quietly working towards, that way a few months down the road when all but one have fallen to the wayside, you can pull it out from secrecy. You can tell people, "You know, it's the one thing that I set out to accomplish this New Year's and I'm quite proud of myself for sticking to it."
This year I'm trying my hand at sharing my resolution with the world. So is China's national soccer team. They vowed on New Year's Day to qualify for the 2010 World Cup. "I pledge to advance to the World Cup, which is the professional goal that we strive for," they said in unison as a team. This is very noble goal, reaching the top of your career, and while I will support Team USA, I wish them the best of luck.
I have started watching more and more professional soccer. It started after the last World Cup in 2006. Maybe it's because I use to play as a kid when, alone in the yard, my daydreams were usually of the World Cup, but I got really into watching the games in 2006. A lot more so then watching any football or baseball game. It's not quite as exciting, mainly because the crowds aren't as large, but I like that DC United games are broadcast on TV here... actually over one of the C-SPAN channels. Maybe this year I'll get to go to a game.
The second part of China's national team's pledge read like this: "We swear by death to kill along the bloody road of defending the honour of the motherland and realise our youthful dreams." Ah yes, I use to have those bloody... I mean, youthful dreams. Best of luck, China, best of luck.
This year I'm trying my hand at sharing my resolution with the world. So is China's national soccer team. They vowed on New Year's Day to qualify for the 2010 World Cup. "I pledge to advance to the World Cup, which is the professional goal that we strive for," they said in unison as a team. This is very noble goal, reaching the top of your career, and while I will support Team USA, I wish them the best of luck.
I have started watching more and more professional soccer. It started after the last World Cup in 2006. Maybe it's because I use to play as a kid when, alone in the yard, my daydreams were usually of the World Cup, but I got really into watching the games in 2006. A lot more so then watching any football or baseball game. It's not quite as exciting, mainly because the crowds aren't as large, but I like that DC United games are broadcast on TV here... actually over one of the C-SPAN channels. Maybe this year I'll get to go to a game.
The second part of China's national team's pledge read like this: "We swear by death to kill along the bloody road of defending the honour of the motherland and realise our youthful dreams." Ah yes, I use to have those bloody... I mean, youthful dreams. Best of luck, China, best of luck.
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