Saturday, August 21, 2010

All your choices make you change your mind, now your calender's complete

So, a new banner pic, a new post.

Same old shit.

I'm tired all the time.

I'm sleeping like shit.....

I'm working too hard, for not enough money, and it's fucking killing me.

On another note, the Raiders are (i hope) beating the Bears atm, and I'm going to go watch.

Did I mention that, among other things, I'm a football whore.....

Buenos con queso,


Saturday, August 14, 2010

So, I totally didn't blog last night.....

But then, I guess you know that.

I'm just so tired when I get home these days. I mean, the walk to and from work isn't that bad (less than it was to the pawnshop) and in the mornings, while it's still cool, it's even kinda nice.

The walk home is usually a sweat-fest, but I have my iPhone, so at least I'm entertained.

The major difference is that I'm on my feet and moving all day at work, less breaks and lunch.

And up and down ladders.

And lifting/stacking/moving boxes of stuff.....some heavy, some not so much.

I mean, it's nice that I have stuff to do all day. There are very few 'what can I do now' moments, and that makes it easier to get through the day. It also makes the time go by faster (well seem to), which is nice.

I'm hopeful that once I get used to running around all day again that I'll be able to recover from it better.

As it stands tho, I'm just a tired pup.

Also: To the fuckwad that called me last night around midnight and woke me up....fuck you you wrong number dialing prick.

Since you woke me up, you could have at least stayed on the phone long enough for me to answer.....

Why were you even dialing a number. Don't you have a contact list in your fucking cell? Either put your fingers on a diet, or add the folks you want to call.

I was not amused!!

Buenos con queso,


Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Dont' give me speeches, cause they're oh, so droll....Leave me alone, let me rock and roll....

I just looked, and noticed that I've had a pretty crappy post count for 2010. I'm not sure why that is exactly, but I'm going to try and to a little better.

I'm not making any promises, but....

Hell, I'm not even sure anybody's still reading this thing anyhow.

I never get comments anymore....except for the spam ones....which I now filter out...

My stat checker doesn't get hits from any of the ISPs I used to Ohio or Lousiana.....or Michigan for that matter.

Are you folks still there?

Should I keep doing this?

Please, let me know if you're still out there reading.

Buenos con queso,


PS mad bonus points if you can name the song/artist that the title comes from..... t.

Saturday, August 07, 2010

I made a fortune selling bubblegum in Jr. High.....

Well, maybe not a fortune, but I (and greg) had a pretty sweet little racket.

It all started the Summer before my 8th grade year. Greg and I stopped by the local Long's drugstore, and I saw something I'd never seen before:

Banana Bubblicious.

Now, I'm a big fan of banana flavor, if it's subtle enough, so of course I bought it. I've never been the biggest fan of gum, but some things must be done. Needless to say, it was awesome!!

I only chewed one piece, and I saved the rest. School was starting the next day, and I wanted to have some gum for school. Little did I know but taking the gum to school would be a life-changing event.

As it turned out, that was the only piece I chewed. I ended up selling the remaining pieces (4 if you remember the package size) for fifty cents. Not each, mind, but total. Either way, I made enough to buy 2 packs.....

At the time of these events, see, Bubble Yum and Bubblicious were selling for twenty to twenty five cents per 5 piece pack.

What did I do with my .50 cents, you ask?

Well, I bought 2 packs for school the next day. Those 2 packs net me $1.00.

Which was enough for 8 packs....

I'm sure you can see where this is going.

Within a very short span of time, I was buying a box of gum (24 packs) every day, and selling same. I paid between $4.80 and $6.00 a box, and I was netting $12.00 every day.

As I said, it was quite a little racket.

Like all successful dealers, I followed the 3 rules of good business:

1. Give them what they want. My biggest sellers were banana, orange (both bubblicious), wild cherry, and regular old bubblegum flavor (bubble yum).

2. All cash all the time. I never extended credit. I'm sorry, but if you can't scrounge up the dime for your gum, you'll just have to think of something else. On a side note, I never traded gum for sexual favors.

3. Never get high on your own supply. Shortly after the onset of my entrepreneurial career, I gave up gum chewing almost totally. I would enjoy the occasional piece with friends, after the work day was done, or on special occasions, but very seldom did I indulge.

There were other considerations, of course. I did pay for protection (one piece a day to my muscle mark), and at least once, I had product stolen from me....but these things were just the cost of doing business. All in a day's work, so to speak.

Oh, and by the way, Greg was doing the same thing. We had different classes, and different clientele, so there were no 'gum turf' wars or anything. We were like Sears and Macy's.

This went on for months, and thinking back, I can't remember why we stopped, but we did. It was really a sweet deal.

And, in case you're wondering, I never got caught. Not many dealers can say that they went their whole career, from budding start to well deserved retirement without a single bust. To my knowledge, I was never even surveilled, or thought to be a person of interest.

I wish it was that easy to make money now.....

Buenos con queso,