Drink a lot of water... those massages release a lot of toxins in your body and it's really good to flush them out. Of course once you fall asleep, you have to get up a lot to... I don't know why I can't come up with an unoffensive loo joke.
So, this reminds me of a joke. A guy goes into a bar with his one legged pig. The bartender asks him about the pig, and the man tells him the pig is brilliant, can do all kinds of tricks. So, the bartender asks, why is he missing a leg. Well, the man says, when you have a pig that great, you only want to eat him a little bit at a time! (Sorry folks, couldn't help myself)
I am thawing a giant pork roast... bigger than my head. I've no idea where it came from... but I'm thinking it's what's for dinner... and then it will be soup. It's like the size of a turkey. You'd think I'd remember that.
I don't want to start a new thread for this one question... how come, if pay out is at $50, everyone's always saying... I just made my first dollar? Oh... they are talking about earnings... they haven't been paid yet, right? So... everyone who actually makes any money will always be paid $50 the first time?
Yep, they earned it; they just haven't been paid it. One has to accumulate $50 in earnings before payment is issued. For comparison, with AdSense it is $100. That first accumulation period can take a long time. But then those accumulation times start becoming shorter and shorter.
Good morning. I wonder if I have adsense. I seem to recall adding that... or something. So if I have it, I wont be paid until I reach $100? Well that's another two years. lol Do I sound greedy this morning? Just wondering, I dont know how I got on this anyway.
Aw, no. I enjoy you immensely. You are on a different wavelength... kind of like Sherlock Holmes. I don't think ppl understand the way certain minds work... when wit is weaved all throughout thought so that they can't be separated. I think there are others who have a straight forward (sort of one dimensional) way of thinking... not good or bad, just less weaved maybe. I think it has to do with the families we're raised in, as does almost everything about us. I understand you... well... not your brilliant thought maybe, but I understand your wit and I connect with it. That is to say I know where you're coming from and it's not the villainous place some credit it to. It would be very hard for you, someone with such a sharp wit, to communicate whilst leaving half of your brain out of the conversation. Was this too much of an explanation? I can't help it... I analyze... it's my nature. All that to say, I do enjoy you immensely.
I don't think I was thinking about the queen. I had met so many friends from online scrabble that lived in England. I think we shared a similar sense of humor. I spent a lot of time talking online to them. Maybe I was feeling lonely. Which is sad that I would be lonely in my sleep. lol
Ive been to Africa, and crossed over by foot into Ethiopia. Ive been to not a few places in Mexico. Ive been to China and Canada twice. Ive also been to Amsterdam if you can count a layover in the airport.
"Ima good gurl Iyam." Liza Doolittle... Im just writing my book.... my soon to be famous book. Look for it at Barnes and Noble... or where ever they sell books from now. Or if you're poor like me, go to the library, it will be on the best sellers list... right next to John Grisham and Nicholas Sparks.
2. Decide upon a niche containing products men will buy (like golf accessories).
3. Set up a niche blog.
4. Use E-bay to acquire products to sell at increased rate on said blog.
5. Blog like you post on HP forums!
Your wit, charm, and self-deprecation would win over regular male visitors who enjoy your blog posts and love golf. Your accessibility and smart comebacks to comments would make sales. I've no doubt you could make it work with the right niche topic (there are greater minds than mine that could give you ideas).
The best part is that there are people like Relache, Marisa, Will, and Mark E. who'd probably be willing to advise you on how to proceed.
You'd have to promise to keep posting on HP, though, and to not neglect us Hubbers when you get rich and famous.
I don't think I have the (pork) chops for it... (a little shout out to "aware".)
I want to make money, sure, but I want to make money off the things that interest me. Writing for the sake of niches etc. seems way too much like work. Writing is way too enjoyable for me to reduce it to that. I understand that that doesn't leave me a lot of room for getting rich though. But I do not despair! I still have my book, which will be made into a movie, to rely on.
I really hate the winky face... you know the one you use after you make a joke? It feels cheap to me like selling out. But you'd be surprised how many ppl are offended if you don't put a semicolon and a parentheses after a comment. You always think ppl can recognize a joke when they see one, but sometimes the jokes just floating around in your own head. Joking is extremely dangerous without the semicolon.
Hey, it said my google adsense and ad program were both active... I don't know what that means, but maybe that's good? So I guess no payout til $100 for me then? That's a lot of ugh boots. (the spelling was intentional, don't reprimand me.)
lol. im not a how to kinda guy. either. i had a poem called oscillating fan it got flagged for being to personal. so i changed it to how to clean a oscillating fan. i kept the poem in it just added cleaning directions . they allowed it then. thats one reason i got mad at hubpages. there are many others
Im glad for you, I'm just kidding. Some day I will get back in there and try to update my hubs... I had some that were unfeatured due to lack of participation... or what ever... so I just left em. I need to clean house, but I have to clean the actual house as well... And now Im having fun writing this book so, I just can't motivate myself to get in there and fix the hub stuff up like I ought to.
That's entirely understandable. I've been mulling over a few potential side projects myself, in addition to housework and so forth. Nothing so grand as a book, of course, I've got nothing to say that anyone would want to read.
Aren't you nice. Im just telling my brain a story it wants to hear. Satisfying myself really. Who knows if it will be any good. I usually do things on my own pretty well, but having posted that thread kept me accountable and every one's encouragement really helped. I just hope I finish it.
Since July. She was a bit too young to be taken from her mother, but the folks we got her from were clearly less than attentive. She had mange and the worst worms I've ever seen, but she's healthy and happy now. She turned out to be a gorgeous dog once she filled out and the fur grew back in. That's why I keep plastering pictures of her on my hubs, I suspect.
Hi, JG. I got my GS after my Siberian Husky that I'd had for 11 years, died. It took me about a year to decide if I wanted another dog at all after losing her. We were very close and she had been such a fantastic dog and I was afraid that I'd never bond with another like I had with her. But, after researching Shepherds for quite awhile, I decided to take the chance and I'm so glad that I did, she (GS) is a terrific dog. The breeds are very similar, I've noticed, in their mannerisms, loyalty, and demeanor. I'm sure you will love yours just as much as your Huskies (if you don't already, that is)
“Grades are a problem. On the most general level, they're an explicit acknowledgment that what you're doing is insufficiently interesting or rewarding for you to do it on your own. Nobody ever gave you a grade for learning how to play, how to ride a bicycle, or how to kiss. One of the best ways to destroy love for any of these activities would be through the use of grades, and the coercion and judgment they represent. Grades are a cudgel to bludgeon the unwilling into doing what they don't want to do, an important instrument in inculcating children into a lifelong subservience to whatever authority happens to be thrust over them.” ~ Derrick Jensen
Good plan. I've got to head out to acquire my last minute supplies ASAP or I'm not going to get ahold of them. I may head out for that this morning, actually, when I'm done tending my puppy wounds and setting up yet another new Twitter account thanks to a big fat "account compromised" issue. The weekend is off to a good start.
I have a GS. She is an absolute wonderful dog, one of the best I've ever had. They are a terrific breed I can honestly attest, indeed, and yes, they could totally wrap their mouth around your entire head if ever they felt inclined to do so! LOL
my mom gave birth to me . on my birthday i always give her a card. thanking her for giving me life. i think we came from kinda the same place . the doorway starts with a v. lol sorry if that joke is off color
We need a thread 'Great Crimes against Fine Food'.
I have done terrible things too. I've... seen things you people wouldn't believe... Bacon on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Gas Grill. All those... moments... will be lost in time, like tears... in... rain. Time... to open another a tin of beans..
I am so old I saw Bladerunner when it first came out. I saw the first Star Wars. Not only that but I saw the very first episode of Doctor Who and even remember bits. I also remember hiding behind the sofa quite a lot when the monsters appeared.
Well, you know what Freud said about author score envy. And it has been clearly demonstrated that none of the so called cures work. So you might just as well give in and idle your time away in this worthless thread.
I am going to start talking about my puzzling dreams soon.
I'm getting some light chores done, but that is it. My writing and life-advancement activities have come to a standstill. Guess I can't be a busy little beaver everyday. I'm chalking it up to a day or two of earned rest.
We all burn out at some point... we have to catch our breath and gear up for a new day... a new week. Do you have plans for Thanksgiving? Didn't you say you were going to kill me once? I never got the joke... still hoping it was a joke I just missed out on.
Yes you did! Member? But I didn't know what you were talking about. I asked, but then I was a little freaked out so I let it slide away... Im good at forgetting things. I have to sew my own name to my sleeve.
lol... I don't think so. Maybe you were on heavy meds. I don't know... it didn't really make sense so... Im sure it was a misunderstanding. We're gonna put up the tree tonight. It's not coming down til Easter though Ill bet. I hate saying goodbye to Christmas.
Think I might use this thread today to brag about whatever I might happen to accomplish today. Or not.
Have already updated a hub. It's a 2-year-old one that google continues to index on page 10,000. The hub is already the best it can be. Not knowing what else to do, I scattered some more keywords around in it; the percentage of keywords to other text is still way below what might perturb google.
We have a church here, believe it not and it is enormous. Problem is it looks like Evangelicals. They might want to kidnap me and take me to some kind of camp in the jungle and feed me up on kool-aid. And extract my brains through my nose.
If there was a five hundred year old Catholic Church nearby I might take an interest. Especially if no one therein spoke English.
I am a sucker for Christian art and music and that vague feeling of other worldly goodness that sweeps over me when I hear polyphony or just a decent organ recital.
I always thought that it was a terrible shame that they got rid of castrati.
Sorry Beth, that is the kind of post that can sometimes get out late at night. There was enough truth in the post for me to not want to delete it. But it was also so irritating there was nothing to do but drop a grenade in it and run away.
Well, sports fans. Went to run an errand. Car started pulling hard to the right. I pulled over. Sure enough; big, fat split in the sidewall of the right-front tire. What with the tire already essentially destroyed, decided to drive it home. Succeeded without doing any rim damage. I can now deal with the problem in the comfort and safety of my own driveway.
Checking out new tire prices. Pep Boys wants $21 just to put the tire on the car; plus the price of the tire itself of course. Screw them. It's been awhile since I've bought tires. I've never had to pay to have the tire put on the car before. If this is the new norm...
No doubt about it. Even small town garages charge 5-10 bucks for it these days. They kind of have the market cornered too. It's just not worth the trouble to do it on your own. I've mounted and balanced thousands of tires, and I still pay to have it done.
It sort of depends. The big chain places mark up the tires AND charge you an additional fee, so yes, they should really be doing it for free. What kills me about it is crap like certain big chain garages that list things like "TPMS reset" on the billing statement, even though most cars do that automatically, and even if they don't it's just a matter of taking a little hand-held device and tapping it against the side of the tire for ten seconds. Small shops, though, in my experience, just tack on the extra fee to make a bit of profit. They don't usually mark tires up too much, if at all.
Question: the tire pressure light keeps coming on and going off on my van. It was a gift to us and the folks who gave it to us had just replaced the tires. They all seem fine. Is the TPMS the sensor? If so, does mine possibly just need to be reset?
I've also mounted many a tire. Working at a gas station was one of my first jobs during my teenage years. Unfortunately, I don't have one of those machines handy... After seeing Pep Boys' $21 price, $5 is starting to look mighty good. Gonna go back to where I originally bought the tire; see if I can guilt them into being nice to me. Needless to say, I won't be buying the same brand.
That's a solid plan. I like to stick to small shops for that kind of job, and I'm willing to pay a Mom and Pop business a few extra bucks. Throwing even more money at corporations, however, not so much. It's worth 5 bucks a tire for me to help them out and get the job done without actually having to do it myself, though the shop I use would probably let me do it myself on their machines after the two years I worked there.
An interesting side note. After putting the spare on yesterday, I decided to do some other maintenance. At which point I discovered my battery was about one start away from stranding me. So, trickle-charged that critter overnight and got it squared away. Serendipity does exist.
Got the tire thing done. The place was packed. I guess everybody and their brother decided to replace their old tires before the road trips. Guilt thing didn't work; they cut me zero slack, but they still beat Pep boys by $10.
The Pep boy's I knew of yesteryear used to be the best place to go for all things auto. Now? I have no idea.
Am I the only one who enjoys winter? In addition to being a 9 year old when it comes to playing in the snow, I hate being hot. My philosophy is that I can always put more clothing on, but I can only take so much off.
We had to run the "heart run" in PE in Tucson. 110 degrees, one mile in the sun. Child torture. Then in Phoenix it was 123 degrees our first summer there. Children would fall on the ground and get 3rd degree burns when their hands touched the sidewalks. Ppl would drink a few beers, fall asleep in the sun and DIE. This heat is not kidding.
Yikes. We had quite a few 100+ days ourselves, but they were the worst at Benning. 110 degrees, 98% humidity, and the Army solution is to roll up your sleeves (two turns, just to above the wrist, no more.) At least I only passed out once while waiting to run an IMT range.
I actually thought you had left. You enjoy passing me off to sir bravo so quickly that I thought you had ducked out whilst you could, but here you still are. What time is it there... where ever there is?
I'm so glad I hung on to my polartech and polypropylene stuff from the Army. They sell the Polypros all over the place now, and I give them my personal endorsement. Warm as all get-out, but still light and non-restrictive.
What? Work? Never more important than good conversation.
Eh, there are bird sized Mosquitos in MI too-at least up north.
At the end of the day, I'll bloom where I'm planted, but I'm a full sun flower, which makes Florida ideal. What I miss about Michigan the most is hockey anyway, and thanks to NHL Center Ice, I can enjoy that even here.
More a gray drizzly day... probably like the many you spent not playing outside during your youth.
Yes, we have killed all the turkeys. Someone had to do it, we were over run with them... now their carcasses line our freezer cases and soon their bones will... hmm, Im losing my appetite. Im not really that fond of turkey, but the job of bathing his dead body and roasting his flesh in the oven, falls on me. Im a little worried that the vegetarians will appear at any moment and I will have another debate on my hands. Why can't I be amicable like you Will? You get along with everyone.
I DID NOT FIB! That place is hellishly hot. You go to AZ in Aug. and tell me it's not like living in a giant lava lamp. And Bravo was military so anything and every thing he says he's endured is to be believed and applauded. We love our military... and babies.
I worked with a man in his 20's... the weird thing is, he looked *exactly like a guy I dated in high school... I showed him the pic of my high school friend and he said, "spooky"... anyway, that was just a side note. He's military and he was always telling me stories of being so drunk he'd have to crawl back to the hotel (they were in a hotel... anyhoo) and the stories got more convoluted every time he told them.
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I haven't been contacting my exboyfriend at all since he broke up with me about three weeks ago. I did call him a couple of times to talk about our friend that recently passed away. He was the one who broke up by the...