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On New Year’s Resolutions

I usually don’t make ’em, because I know I won’t hold to them if they are something that involves heavy lifting. I tend to stick to small stuff: get the backyard looking better; stop working with idiots (almost impossible) ; make peace with extended family (see previous) ; stop being an opinionated douchebag just because you can cite facts back to up your arguments (yeah, like that’s happening anytime soon…).

So this year I had decided on two, inter-related objectives that, if sucessful, would leave me in good stead for a third position that I, personally, don’t even like, but may be necessary.

ONE: MAKE THIS WEB SHIT PAY
Not this particular webshit; there will never be adverts on this part of my little online egostroke. The rest of it, though, has to start turning a buck. Period. I’ve been basically treating it as an afterthought. That’s gotta stop, and if it means gritting my teeth and hooking up with some marketing maven who can handle that shit, so be it.

TWO: PER “ONE”, START A BLOGFIGHT TO DRAW ATTENTION
Let’s face it, you live and die online by traffic, and I’ve never given a rat’s ass about traffic. That’s gotta stop. And the easiest way to generate traffic is to attack someone. I caught holy Hell for bitching about Air Idiot, even though I originally howled at their business plan, not their politics. Their defenders could not see the difference. So I pick some poor dumb fucker and attack the crap out of his (or her) site. Ace is doing it right now with some clown called “TBogg.” Personally, I think Ace is just rumbling a combination of annoyance, boredom, and post-New Year hangover. But it is a traffic magnet.

THREE: PREPARE TO MOVE
I don’t believe Eliot Spitzer is gonna change jack shit. I think Shelly the Scumbag considers him a ‘wet behind the ears’ POS idiot. Which means I’M GONNA LEAVE. He’ll get a grace period, but it’s gonna run out before the Yanks are in their September Gutcheck.

If he doesn’t castrate Shelly Silver, as fast as possible, this entire state will never get out of the morass. There won’t be a county within the borders that will see improvement in government services or basic oversight. The best you’ll be able to hope for is that fuckin’ Shoney’s moves north, ’cause you’ll need the $2.99 breakfast special.

Which means I’m moving. Wife and I don’t need to live here to ply our trades.

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