Long weekend in Austin

Party Saturday night, party Sunday afternoon. Worked, after a fashion, at both.

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The let down comes from the after work buzz. After it’s all over. Home. Alone. It’s quiet. The playlist is done playing.

There’s ten years of web work, I was looking at. One of my more favorite pieces of advice is about glancing back over the shoulder to to see where we’ve been, but then, maybe not dwelling there in the past. I looked up a link from the site, dug through the archives to find out what I was thinking ten years ago, here.

Once again, perhaps it’s just the let down from from a long weekend. Maybe I didn’t catch any fish on Saturday morning (nibbles? For sure. Just no big fish.)

The web tenure reference is an oblique way of celebrating that I don’t have of the Cure on hand. Maybe that’s a good point.

I’ve avoided two pissing matches. One was deftly handled by the administrator, and a kind word helped smooth matters over. Valid point. Thought-provoking feedback.

The other?

I was taken off the list from a certain portal for horoscopes. Then, in the same e-mail, I was offered a chance to buy an ad there. I couldn’t respond in a human manner. I did nothing.

A little later, a second piece of email offering me a chance to buy advertising forced some research. Plenty of traffic comes through that horoscope portal – none of the traffic buys, leases, or even subscribes, and therefore, it’s not a good bet that advertising there will benefit. Just folks looking for free stuff.

Which I’m woefully short of these days.

But that also prompted a web search, and that revealed that the operator who took me off the her page also administrates a similar subscription arrangement for her horoscopes, at the tune of $25 for 5 months. $5 per month, $1.25 per week. works derived from similar data that I do, has a different spin, and is obviously trying to monetize something that’s been freely available for a while.

I’ve been following my own advice about what to do and what not to do, and I’ve sat on my hands, so far.

The reason I looked back at ten years’ of web work was to get a point across to myself, time, patience, and hard work will succeed. Eventually. Triumph? I don’t know.

Funny point, to me, is that this is all cyclical. I know it happened last December, and the December before that. Happens to me. Write it off to seasonal affect disorder – long winter nights – not enough time outside, with no hope of hitting the trail anytime too soon, or holiday madness. Or something.

I’ve got two weeks’ left of scopes to turn out before I can wrap this year. With small, loyal subscriber base, that’s good. But with my seasonally bad attitude, that makes it difficult to be happy and uplifting when I’m not happy and not uplifted.

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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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