Monthly Archives: June 2011
Shooting Myself in the Foot?
What if I get a job, and then business takes off at the same time?
If I get the job, I will give that job priority over the business. But I will keep the business going as a part time gig.
I hope I’m not giving up on myself too soon.
If you watch only one video this week
Birdsong and audio noise reduction.
Below is the audio extracted from the video. I reduced the background noise, so you can just hear the bird.
Birdsong,June 25 2011 by MarkD60
Saturday Stroll Snapshots
Modern Day Dinosaurs
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Too Slow
This is the worst month yet since I started my business.
I have savings in the bank, and won’t die from this. But I have a bad attitude about the whole thing. Fear, anger, sadness.
Show and Tell
The other day I thought of it, wondered if I still had it. I do, in the bottom drawer of my nightstand.
Anyway, I just figured, as long as we’re reading each others blogs, trying to get to know about each other, that you needed to know about my can of Spam.
I’ve embedded a Monty Python video about Spam. On a historical note, this video is actually older than my can of Spam.
Actually I have thought about getting rid of my can of Spam. The only way I would get rid of it is if I found someone born on April 19, 1988. I’d give it to them.
I’m a little worried about this post, I worry that they men in the white suits might come and put me in one of those jackets with the really really long sleeves and toss me in one of those rooms with cushioning all over the floor and walls……..
SUMMER SOLSTICE
Today, at 12:16 local time (That’s 5:16 UCT) Is the summer solstice. I wonder if “summer” is correctly part of the scientific phrase because in the southern hemisphere, it’d be winter.
Chris over at Diet Coke Rocks can be happy today, Although there it’s the first day of winter, today marks the beginning of the journey to summertime, with each day getting longer.
I notice that the plants notice the change in the length of days much more than I do.
I feel kind of mushy and sentimental today, I guess it’s probably my Wifes fault. When I met her I was tough as nails. Now I’m only tough as snails. She also softened up my killer attack dog, Ditto. He was a ferocious monster, now he’s “cute” and “Adorable”. Disgusting.