The Fair

“You won't know anything until you don't know anything.”

Wow! Find me a mountain top, flowing robes, and rubes with $1200 and a free weekend and I'll be rich in no time. I suppose I could do the right thing and distill that nonsense down to “Don't assume; learn.” and give it away, but where's the profit?

There's a whole world of people willing to pay for gibberish and we here at Jotsalot Media are just the guys to give it to them. It's entirely possible gibberish is our bread and butter product outside of our Zazzle shop. Might even be opening an Etsy shop for overflow gibberish.

OR. . .

I could stop thinking cynically and let myself be what I want to be. I'm not a gibberish kind of guy outside of here. Pretty darn serious about being funny and making people happy which might be another reason things move slowly around here.

OR. . .

I have the attention span of a three year old at a candy convention. Which is to say I ricochet between projects and never put enough time in to finish one.

OR. . .

I really need a partner, Yes, I need a partner with all the skills I waste time trying to master whilst not doing the things I am good at.

I definitely need a partner.

Maybe You Can Build a Tree Out of Leaves

Odd, convinced I could never compile a book organizing scraps, I committed to it as a method. Sometimes the scraps are a triggering word, sometimes a sentence, sometimes a paragraph and, despite my worst intentions, they're adding up. All the blog posts I promised I would rewrite are organizing into the same book just as I promised them they would. Huh.

I wouldn't suggest this method unless you're writing a book a hundred different stories long.

The most wonderful epiphany happened occurred at work the other night: I can't work full time and create full time. I know I've posted this idea before, threatened to quit before, stayed before. This time I quit. Yep, free and starving like a starling in Winter. Not really, God blessed me with the cheeks of a chipmunk so I'll be okay for quite a while.

Starving Starling and Cheeky Chipmunk are my spirit animals. Being a Pisces I get two with opposing traits.

Now, I'm all in as a collector of leaves.

P.S. Kind of fun if you want to know.