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Whenever people link to me it shows up in my stats, so I always go visit the site to see why I got linked. A couple weeks ago I followed back to a site called Sushi and Seduction.
The guy who runs the site really has a knack for finding pictures of gorgeous Japanese girls, so of course I started scrolling down looking at the pictures. Then a headline of an article caught my attention.
Self Improvement is a beaten up term. Such a pure and noble meaning, yet it's been dragged through the mud to connotate seminars in low end hotel conference rooms and people who chant, "I manifest everything for life's highest purpose", but live otherwise unremarkable lives.
Self improvement has a stigma to it. It's embarrassing to be into it. So embarrassing, in fact, that some of its modern day figureheads have tried to rename it. Personal Development. Lifestyle Design. Self Actualization. Fluffy euphemisms, some of which admittedly do sound pretty cool.
But I'll come out and say it. I love self improvement. I don't need to call it anything else,I like it for what it is.
I already know that this post is going to get a lot of negative comments like the religion one. And that's because this "every vote counts" dogma that everyone loves so much shares a lot with religion. It's a belief that's held true without a single bit of compelling evidence, and it's a strong belief.
But before I get into that, let's talk about some other things.
First, Obama won and I'm happy about that. I don't think that he's a superhero like a lot of people do. When I look at his positions I disagree with most of them. I disagree with most of McCain's positions as well.
A few minutes ago I had a great idea. I'll set up a super backup system. I'll put a 16gb SD card into my laptop, and then have it automatically back up my projects and photos in the background. Then I'll also set it to backup certain things to the internet, and even more to my external hard drive.
A week ago I had another good idea. Apparently the bugs have been ironed out and MacOS can now be installed on my laptop. Perfect. I love Mac OS and I don't have any particular affinity for Windows.
A couple months ago I was in my RV and had a big thought. The square footage is so small in here that I could install marble floors for next to nothing. How fun would that be to have a tiny RV with marble floors? And while I'm at it, I should put some LED lighting in. It's way more efficient than incandescent lighting.
Today I drove past a store that sells guns and gold. A gun can be a lot of things, one of which is the most useful thing in the world,given the wrong situation. Gold is about survival, especially now. If the economy collapses further, as many economists predict, gold may be a safe place to keep your money.
The pairing makes sense like chicken and waffles does. Two totally different products that are both used by much of the same demographic.
Across the street was a billboard. I followed the rusty post up to the fresh advertisement at the top. "Niemann Marcus at The Domain! Manolo Blahnik! Gucci!". Against the pink background were giant car sized images of expensive stiletto heels.
"Wooohoo! Here we go Charlie! Don't touch my beer. I can still see it, Charlie!"
I don't realize that I am, in fact, Charlie, until my new drunk friend starts petting my fleece from the seat behind me. We're hanging upside down on "Kamikaze", a fair ride that doesn't quite live up to its name.
It occurs to me that a carnival may not be the most Tynan-friendly environment. Every single food available is either deep fried, dipped in some sugary coating, or both.
We stopped posting here abruptly. I wrote that we came back before Todd had the chance to post about running of the bulls, so it sort of just looks like we disappeared.
Time in Austin has been fun and comfortable - too comfortable. The first month or so was easy, but since then we've both been getting antsy.
All we talk about is other countries. We can censor ourselves when other friends are around (sometimes), but when it's just the two of us, the conversation is broken up by these sorts of non sequitiurs:
First of all, I'm finally over 1000 readers on Feedburner. That's in addition to the 500-700 readers that just check the site every day.
The "missing area" is when I stopped using Feedburner for around a year. I didn't really have a complete grasp on how RSS worked back then. The second tiny gap was when I made some changes to the site (linking words in my bio and putting summaries on the front page). I forgot to put the Feedburner stuff back on for a few days, but notice how after that the slope increased? Pretty cool.
Do you believe in luck, or do you believe that people make their own?
When I was in Chicago I happened to make friends with the guys at Real Social Dynamics. The timing happened to be such that they were about to rent Project Hollywood with Mystery and Style, and needed an extra roommate. I happened to have the money, if only barely, to afford to move. I did it, and became a famous pick up artist.
On my path to becoming a professional gambler, I started with bankroll of $1000, all my money in the world, and at one point was down to $77. If that had been lost, I probably would have been done with gambling. We hit a streak and ran that up to $10,000, which we split two ways. From there I took it further and made a lot of money gambling for seven years.
I've been thinking about writing this post for a while, but I wanted to have some concrete proof that the technique is what has been getting the results, not just my boyish good looks and my "give me a citation and I might hunt down your family" demeanor.
Yesterday was that day.
I've been stopped a number of times in the past few years after reading this advice elsewhere, have applied it every time, and have only once actually gotten the ticket I should have gotten. Offenses are mostly speeding related, but I once blew through a stop sign in my unregistered RV with a cop behind me. No ticket for that one.