OK, post 1,002...
Stream of consciousness - back to my love of Hunter S. Thompson and the like
Stream of consciousness - back to my love of Hunter S. Thompson and the like
Had dinner with out largest print supplier and our entire team and my client base this evening.
I tweeted earlier in the night biggie steaks and expensive wine.
Yes, I said tweeted...shoot me, but I have succumbed to the Twitter-devil...and it was to promote my radio show, but I have found I do tweet...as a matter of fact, before I began writing this - at 11:00pm - I tweeted the following "home...now with a grand buzz and wishing my baby was not in Baton Rouge".
Ended up having a delicious Red Snapper and some expensive wine. Glad others were reaching for the check!
I tweeted earlier in the night biggie steaks and expensive wine.
Yes, I said tweeted...shoot me, but I have succumbed to the Twitter-devil...and it was to promote my radio show, but I have found I do tweet...as a matter of fact, before I began writing this - at 11:00pm - I tweeted the following "home...now with a grand buzz and wishing my baby was not in Baton Rouge".
Ended up having a delicious Red Snapper and some expensive wine. Glad others were reaching for the check!
So, the opening to American Idol tonight with Ryan not doing the whole intro and saying "Stop talking Simon"
Sorry, I totally believe the show has "jumped the shark"
Sorry, I totally believe the show has "jumped the shark"
From Wikipedia: Joseph Addison (1 May 1672 – 17 June 1719) was an English essayist, poet and politician. He was a man of letters, eldest son of Lancelot Addison. His name is usually remembered alongside that of his long-standing friend, Richard Steele, with whom he founded The Spectator magazine.
Why do I introduce you to this man..well, because he is the author of this incredible quote which I heard this evening:
Why do I introduce you to this man..well, because he is the author of this incredible quote which I heard this evening:
"Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are
something to do,
something to love, and
something to hope for."
something to do,
something to love, and
something to hope for."
I am not sure I can fulfill all of these I certainly have something (and someone to love), I do have something to hope for...the something to do is up in the air in so many ways...I am not being satisfied in my career right now and I can honestly say that I have never felt this way before...it is curious to me...
I do have something I would love to get the opportunity to do, but sometimes it is not about wanting to do something but having that opening to do so...
I do have something I would love to get the opportunity to do, but sometimes it is not about wanting to do something but having that opening to do so...
The other day I did this Facebook blast about my Blogtalk Radio program and after I did it I regretted it...I do not want to beg for listeners.
I do want to get an audience for the artists I am featuring, but at the same time, I am feeding what I have always called the "ego monster" (imagine me holding my hand in the center of my chest and making an 'eating' motion with my fingers...)...I have always loved radio and began my little career back in high school when friends and I would do radio shows on a CB Radio.
Come on...you all have an "ego-monster" in you... you feel good when someone tells you that they like what you wrote, or how you did your job or how you performed in a play or whatever...that is what I call the "ego-monster" that part of us that giggles inside when you feel good because you received a compliment
I do want to get an audience for the artists I am featuring, but at the same time, I am feeding what I have always called the "ego monster" (imagine me holding my hand in the center of my chest and making an 'eating' motion with my fingers...)...I have always loved radio and began my little career back in high school when friends and I would do radio shows on a CB Radio.
Come on...you all have an "ego-monster" in you... you feel good when someone tells you that they like what you wrote, or how you did your job or how you performed in a play or whatever...that is what I call the "ego-monster" that part of us that giggles inside when you feel good because you received a compliment
The girls did a much better job on American Idol...these guys are weak.
I am holding back on ranting on something that has occurred recently in the bloggosphere...because in the end by talking about it will only give credence to the whole situation - and it does not deserve it.
With that, I say goodnight...
With that, I say goodnight...
