I’m in Monterey Park and after dropping a chopstick on the floor I grab a new one. Just one. As my hand hovers over a dumpling my friend practically shouts, “Don’t do that!” Alarmed, I drop my hand and ask, “Don’t do what?” “Never use mismatched chopsticks,” she says, “it’s bad luck.” Not being superstitious I
Over the weekend I met a lady in the baby business. We chatted a bit about her career and I was impressed, as anyone would be. She’s bright and hardworking, she’s the kind of lady you want to listen to and learn from. Then she talked about social media and crowdsourcing photos. I smiled conspiratorially
Maybe you saw a video I posted to Facebook very late Wednesday night. It was simply captioned: I’m going to set my house on fire. Because that seemed reasonable at the moment. In fact, it’s still sort of a good idea. So yeah… we’re not great with vermin and didn’t help the cause at all.
I didn’t work in 2017. I know it, my family knows it, my clients learned it, and shortly my accountant and the IRS will know that in 2017 I did nothing that really looks like paid work. Sure, I partnered with a friend and worked on our Instagram channel. We even started a website. But
I bet you wish Roy Moore was a pedophile because then you could pretend like this isn't common behavior.