Find sample blogs on a gazillion topics at Alpha Inventions More Than Just a Pretty Face I’ve moved recently, you know. Before the move, when I started to pack, a sort of vague uneasiness came over me, like you’re at work and you’re having company for dinner and it feels as if you’ve forgotten something but …
…Am seriously dizzy and sick to my stomach. Not sure whether to make a beeline for the bathroom or the bed, but doesn’t matter because no “beeline” is possible because have no control over limbs, am like north half of competitor in three-legged race in which south half is an antelope….
Attention-deficit-disordered persons spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to bridge the gap between where they are now and where they want to be. If it’s a one-step process, they do pretty well. If there are unexpected obstacles or corners they can’t see around, they take a nap or read escapist literature.
My eBaY store has been on autopilot for the last few weeks, as I’ve been engaging in more urgent and more profitable endeavors. Even so, I accomplished quite a bit: I sold about $50 worth of stuff without even trying I got suspended for nonpayment of eBaY fees I’m leaning toward specializing in books, once …
I am thrilled to have lived to see an African American president of the U.S. I am 61 years old. When I was growing up, even in Nebraska segregation was the status quo if not the law. I was a new mom in the late sixties, when Omaha experienced race riots in the stifling heat of two consecutive summers.
Tonya is clearly an enterprising young woman (at least she looks young in her photo) who intends to leave no tern unstoned, as we used to say back in the sixties, though Tonya is focused on marketing and the Flower Children were focused on… um… let me get back to you.
“I bet Sarah Palin never loses HER PayPal Debit Card,” I think. It’s little consolation that I can name all seven continents and most of the countries in them. “That and a quarter,” as my dad used to say, “will get you a cup of coffee.”
Minnesota Fats is someone you have probably heard of. The 1961 Jackie Gleason–Paul Newman film The Hustler might or might not have been based on his pool exploits. I was working as a waitress in Hutchinson, Kansas, in 1981, when he was in town to promote the opening of a new pool hall. The restaurant normally did not serve breakfast, but it opened specially for him and his companions, the pool-hall owner and another man. I served their breakfast, and then they invited me to sit and eat with them, which I did. They called him “Fatty” with a straight face.
Bottom line: I sold four items on eBay for a net revenue of, oh, minus $26 and change, and I gave away some pretty decent merchandise to boot, and in a few weeks I’ll have to pay “final value fees” on those items. To make my day even bleaker, I discovered that one of my other buyers had given me a “neutral” rating. I have no idea why, because I shipped his item the day after he paid for it, and he was all complimentary about it in the narrative part of the rating, plus I sent him a T-shirt to go with his grunge Levi’s, which he bought for 99 cents. Were they damaged in shipping? How can you damage ripped Levi’s?
Life is pain. Anyone who says differently isn’t paying eBay and PayPal Seller fees. —Danno, on Auctiva Bliss = Kitarō, Padilla I have, à propos of nothing, found two new musical passions — both suitable accompaniments to meditation in entirely different ways: Juan Gutiérrez de Padilla (c. 1590 – 1664) was a composer of New …