WTF????? . . . . .


If You Have A November Birthday, It Might Be Because Of This . . . . .


Because It's A Really Super Slow News Day So Far Today . . . . .

November 1st and iOS 5 Hasn’t Fixed the F*cking 1 On the iPhone’s Calendar

Why the F*ck Is the 1 On the iPhone's Calendar Off Center?


It's A Sign That I'd Fall For . . . . .


7's Got Some Dirty Info On 6 & 9 . . . . .


This Church Is Serious About Saving You . . . . .


The Financial Realities Of Food Blogging . . . . .

How To Support Yourself As A Food Blogger

For starters, you have to decide if you you’re food blogging for business or pleasure. If it’s for pleasure, that’s fine, but that most likely means you’re blogging when you want to, about subjects that you want to, in a format that may or may not appeal to readers. You can do that (many do) but that’s not going to allow you to quit your day job. If you’re food blogging for business—meaning, you’re doing it to support yourself—you have to approach things more strategically. Many of your favorite food bloggers (I won’t name names) make it seem like they’re food blogging for pleasure, but behind-the-scenes they’re checking their numbers and statistics the way that a trader checks his or her stock portfolio.

Here’s the truth: if you’re treating it as a business, food blogging is a numbers game. You have to know how much traffic you’re getting to your site and that’ll determine how much money you make. The essential term here is “CPM”—cost per thousand impressions—and that’s what most advertisers pay. In the old days (pre-recession) a food blogger might get what’s called a “fixed CPM”; meaning, based on your contract with an advertiser, you would be paid a fixed amount for every thousand impressions. If you have a $7 fixed CPM, that means 100,000 impressions a month yields $700. If you get a million impressions, that’s $7,000.


Rollin' Hard - German Edition . . . . .


Rollin' Hard - Japanese Edition . . . . .


Rollin' Hard - German Edition . . . . .


A Gallery Of Suelynn's Photos . . . . .

More pictures here (GorillaMask)

The Numbers Indicate They Possibly Could . . . . .

Could A Monkey Do Your Job?


Growing Old Doesn't Exactly Have To Suck . . . . .

Retired husband

After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Target.

Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women – she loves to browse.

Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from the local Target:

Dear Mrs. Harris,
  Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in  our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both  of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Harris, are
listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras:
1. June 15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people’s carts when they weren’t looking.
2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. July 7: He made  a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women’s restroom.
4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official  voice, ‘Code 3 in Housewares. Get on it right away’. This caused the employee  to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time and costing the company money.
5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway.
6. August 14: Moved a ‘CAUTION – WET FLOOR’ sign to a carpeted area.
7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers he’d invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.
8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began  crying and screamed, ‘Why can’t you people just leave me alone?’ EMTs were
9.. September 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose.
10. September 10: While  handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the
antidepressants were.
11. October 3: Darted around the Store  suspiciously while loudly humming the ‘ Mission Impossible’ theme.
12. October 6: In the auto department, he practiced his ‘Madonna look’ by using different sizes of funnels.
13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled ‘PICK ME! PICK ME!’
14. October  22: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed a
fetal position and screamed ‘OH NO! IT’S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!’
15. Took a box of condoms to the check out clerk and asked where is the fitting room?

And last, but not least:
16. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile, and then yelled very loudly, ‘Hey! There’s no toilet paper in here.’
  One of the clerks passed out.


Useless Info - Calendar Edition . . . . .

November 1, 2011. In ten days it’ll be 111111.