I don't think there have been many times I haven't come up with the title pre-write. Maybe two or three times I have edited my own title out to something far more coherent and clever. Right now it seems my mind is starved enough of interaction that my titles are all over the place and there's nothing here that hopefully will need any other reference. This post has already been three things. One was an acknowledgment I am afraid, another that I need to make money. Another was the fact that I have named a game called World of Warships my husband is playing: Boaty McBoatface. If you don't know that story, go look it up--it's ridiculous.
The point is, everything I am holding off for the stories and editorials. I am pulling a few of my best websites from the ashes, you can see their guts soon.
I am finally getting it down.
Ugh. I am on a fence I am afraid to choose sides or jump off of this week. The fence is about regular employment for other people or trying to do my own thing. Clearly this blog with its super animated marketing and amazing insightful philosophies has brought me nothing aside from the fame of being the first place people get led to with again, let me just laugh about this shit again, with the search "I bite my dog."
So I am thinking of paying that Harvard resume writer that got Don his resume redo so up to the task he got offers for 4 times what he was making before. Clearly I have no real specialty in my line of employment besides being VERY nice on the phone & learning a new trade or business or software or whatever and servicing that. The work from home thing I am an expert on having done it from 2006-2017 mostly. I am often perplexed at these job requirements of associates or bachelors degrees since we all know I have neither of those but a giant student loan bill from Columbia which again, has done shit for my job qualifications ...
