Is it copyright infringement if you plagiarize your own title?
You can never be too safe in here; plus, I’m paranoid because I have been using Google Images for my photos. I know, I know; it’s not only wrong to steal but even worse not to give credit to who you stole the pic from. I have even read several posts regarding this, hoping to find an easy solution to keep me
out of jail legal.
Have I ever told you how lazy and cheap I am? Well guess what, every single one of those free sights still require just about two steps too many of work and that turned me off real quick. Plus, the pictures weren’t as good.
If I have to resort to just using pictures I have taken from my iPhone I will certainly do so. Yes, my head really is that big, but the double chin might be a mirage…:).
I don’t really want to help you
If you haven’t figured it out by now you sure don’t want me telling you what to do.
But I do need help myself. I miss you guys.
I hit the wall because it was all just a bunch of hooey and whatever I was doing was not only not gaining any traction, I was starting to regress at a pretty good clip.
But I really do have a message, and it’s ‘don’t try this at home.’
A boat without a rudder
It’s hard to get where you are going in a boat without a rudder, don’t you think?
That’s kind of where I am right now. First quarter this year was lights out; rock-n-roll. Second quarter, not so much so. Good news is, I’m still on goal but know that I have to keep the pedal to the metal to reach the finish line.
However, since I have quit being active in social I have felt somewhat lost, without direction. But I’m also wondering if this malaise is what caused me to drop out in the first place.
I feel fine and I’m still Mr Happy, but does depression put you in a rudderless funk at times? If so, can it be cured with beer and/or whiskey?
Just suck it up, right?
How do you get the wagon wheel out of the rut?
Nude skydiving during halftime at the Super Bowl?
That might shake it up.
Quit my job and become a professional
Just kidding dear, nobody is quitting their job until I pass the baton off to the kid. Maybe I’ll just take the next 6 months off……what? It looks like you already have….why I never…..
Maybe it’s the summer doldrums; it just seems it started before the summer and is still lingering like a smelly fart in a crowded elevator stuck between floors.
Where’s the excitement?
I am a pretty low maintenance kind of guy and it doesn’t take much to please me, but maybe if I cash in my 401k and start buying lottery tickets as my ongoing investment strategy that will shake things up, huh?
Enough about me, what about you? How’s your summer going? Have you won the lottery yet?
What if I faked my death and made my wife a rich and single woman and lived my days chasing bears at Amber-Lee Dibble’s Wilderness Adventure? That would be different I suppose. I wonder if you can see Russia from there? Maybe I could be a double-naught spy?
Can you tell I am meandering? That’s what happens when
bodies start slapping you are piloting a rudderless boat.
Is it still good to be you? It’s still good to be me, there’s just a lot of change going on around me and none of which I can control that is unsettling at times, but with my hair how can it be a bad thing?
Stay thirsty my friend.