Recently I mentioned on Facebook that I’d be visiting Pueblo, Colorado. It was met with a chorus of why’s, most with a disparaging tone. I get it. When people think of visiting Colorado they think Aspen or Vail, possibly Durango or Breckenridge, but people in Los Angeles don’t think, “I’ll go to Pueblo, Colorado today.”
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 came home with a 2017 428i and an envelope with approximately $3,000 cash, the final five dollars of which were in quarters. Mr. G looked at me baffled, it’s not an unusual look for him when I share the events of my days. He noted that this didn’t happen to other people and that my
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