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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.
I'm beginning to think that my speaking engagement at UK was partially a ploy to get me to come on an adventure with Luke, the guy who arranged it, and his friends.
If that's the case, I hope that I'm involved in many more ploys.
My flight was diverted, delayed, rescheduled, and rerouted. In the end I flew into Cincinnati, where Luke's friend Stephanie picked me up and drove me to a halfway point to meet Luke.
A couple weeks ago I woke up to a strange e-mail. The subject said "Speaking Opportunity", which I immediately thought must be spam.
But it wasn't.
A guy named Luke, who has been reading my site for a while, just happens to be the president of the Entrepreneur's Club at the University of Kentucky. His club needed a speaker for the kick off event and he wanted to know if I'd be interested.
I know that a lot of people's favorite posts are the self improvement ones. They're the most gratifying to write, and also to read the comments on.
I'd write more of them, but I hate writing them unless I feel like I'm really exemplifying the topic. Otherwise it's disingenuous. My worst nightmare would be for this site to turn into one of those other "personal development" blogs, 99% of which are written by people whose lives are not particularly outstanding, that churn out productivity porn every day.
"Ten new ways to organize your todo list!"
Today Annie told me that she has a new project. What is it? To learn where every single country is, what its capital is, its president, and ten current news items from each.
That's a handful.
I'm not willing to keep up on the presidents or news items, but countries and capitals rarely change. That's useful information to have. There were a couple times (Qatar and Hong Kong) where I didn't even know exactly where the country was before we flew in.
On July 28 I was in my RV heading back to Austin to surprise my friends.and family. As I drove, an e-mail buzzed in. A new comment on a Life Nomadic post, by a girl named Annie.
When I stopped in Dallas for the night I read the comment. A chunk of it:
I just found your website. Wow. I am a vegan, a writer and a budding entrepreneur, with a love for travel and minimalism. Every one of these themes is hit regularly here, so it's no wonder I love keeping up. I've read the whole blog.
I was talking to a religious person the other day. They spoke with 100% confidence. Then I thought about how atheists, myself included, tiptoe around religious people. We don't want to offend them. It's the same feeling you get when talking about Santa Claus around kids.
I'm done with that. Religion is ridiculous. There is no god. I'm not even capitalizing the word anymore. There is no heaven.
The ONLY reason that anyone believes in these fictions is because of tradition and information being passed down through generations.