I periodically check my spam folder for errant emails that shouldn’t be there. Sometimes I find things like this:
“I believe we spoke a couple months ago about what you could do with a few hundred thousand extra in your back pocket.”
I’m sure I would remember speaking with someone about a few hundred thousand dollars, but just in case I don’t, maybe I should email him back. Just like with lots of scams, not many people need to respond for him to make some money.
Wow! I loved this book. Some call it science fiction, but it takes place maybe 4 minutes in the future. It is a world where online video, social media, and cable news contribute to the divisive conversations that breed vitriol and violence. Hank Green effortlessly weaves in ideas about personal branding, influencers, science, technology, relationships, sexual orientation, and how would we respond as a society, as a species, and as a planet when the inevitable aliens arrive. But at its heart, the book is the story of how a young woman deals with an unanticipated level of fame that she did not choose – but she did embrace it – and how she discovers her own humanity while believing in the humanity of others. There’s a mystery here that kept me turning pages, but it’s the bold voice of the main character that will keep this story bouncing around in my head.
I really don’t think that many of the customers of a well-known chicken chain in Wilkesboro NC will know why they can get a sweet potato pie deal for $3.14 today.
The cat sits at her automatic cat feeder wondering why the compartment doesn’t open. It’s time for breakfast. She’s hungry. She doesn’t know – or care – that the humans have moved the clocks.
More than 50 years ago Roger Daltrey sang the words that Pete Townshend wrote about his preference for dying rather than getting old. Both of them are in their 70s now. They seemed to have made a different choice.
Cashier: That’s $30.09.
Me: I’m using Apple Pay.
Cashier: Can I have your email address?
(Me thinking): So you can spam me? No, thank you!
Me: I’ll just take a paper receipt. Oh, and I don’t need a bag either.
Can you create a new big idea from lots of existing small ideas?
I guess if the library is the place where you access the internet then it is perfectly fine to be jamming to YouTube videos with your headphones on and dancing in your seat.
A financial advisor knocked on my door, offering his services. I understand local, grassroots marketing, but when a financial advisor with a major brand is going door-to-door in nearby neighborhoods something is wrong with his business.
Nobody likes to be tricked by oatmeal raisin cookies. That first bite when you discover it is not chocolate chip is shocking and makes you nearly want to spit it out.