Two meat Tuesday & retail therapy

Two meat Tuesday & retail therapy

Terra Bytes: Saw this in a tech tech link.

I think I want one.

Big Mouth Mailbox Too bad I don’t have room for one of those.

The scary part of that? I’ve seen fish that are as big as that mailbox. True story.

Two meat at the Green Mesquite, as I came cruising in the back road, up from the lake, I spied a familiar looking visage. Gemini buddy, talking on the pay phone. I offered him my cell. He was busy at work.

I was tweaking a little, working on the “server load” script addition for the journal, and it took a couple of tries to get all to work correctly. I noticed the comment tacked onto the last post, and I’m not sure what I can do about making this a better buying experience.

Personally, I hate taking the time to fill in all the blanks when I’m filing out a credit card form online. I’ve gotten to the point that I prefer to use PayPal. Just much easier for me. I had a brief foray into buying and selling on eBay, so I liked it for that. Much easier from a transaction point of view. Plus the subscriptions just dump into the business account, which is then attached to the credit card that pays for the server (and domain name, bandwidth, [cheap> local broadband, and so forth, all those little details that drive overhead up and up).

The shopping cart I’m currently using in the online shop is part of the package I pay for, and frankly, it’s good enough given the volume (or lack of volume), and besides, I’m a writer, not a marketing expert.

Which was an amusing segue into the mailbox stuff. No, not the fish mail box, the real one at the post office. Because I put out last year’s columns as a book, and assigned the text a real ISBN, I’m getting certain amount of junk mail from self-appointed experts who want o help me promote my book.

I looked at the first offer closely. By the time I got up to the third or fourth offer, I quit examining the details. The one I saw yesterday afternoon? Only item I remember reading before I tossed it was, “I’m a writer, not a marketing expert!”

And I’m going to stay being a writer. It’s what – according to the server load – I seem to do best.

Just exactly how many Shakespeare, faux-scholar, fishing, sarcastic, caustic, Texan, astrology writers are there?

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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