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I have a niece who's in high school and is a singer as well as being interested in video. When I wrote Have Fun, Get Paid, I dedicated it to her (she doesn't know this yet) since it's all the stuff I had to learn the hard way that I wish I had known at her age.
Got my author copies in today, so now I get to send her one, which will be a surprise. This is the fun stuff.
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I also have the Amazon links in my sig. Paperback is up but it'll be a week or so for Kindle.
As for being bad at most of the rest, I feel uniquely qualified to discuss career strategies because I'm at best an average musician on a good day. I figure if I could make a living at it, anyone can.
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Ah, didn't notice the links, they are not in your face like most are.
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I'm trying to learn the art of subtlety. It doesn't come naturally to some of us.
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30 years ago when we were in college, my wife took a film appreciation class. The professor who taught the class had published a book, which my wife bought and really liked.
Fast forward to last year.
I work with the professor's partner and find out he's come out with a second edition of the book. I buy a copy of the book, give it to the partner and the professor inscribes it to my wife.
Best. Christmas. Present. Ever!
Software Zen: delete this;
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I think you'll find the little [who am I kidding] Diamond Studs for Mrs Wife is going to take the title there.
speramus in juniperus
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Depends on the girl and the kinds of things she appreciates.
He has the most important concept down: Happy wife, happy life!
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I have to make sure I have happy daughters as well. Life's hard.
speramus in juniperus
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Could be worse. They could run off with musicians.
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~10 years before that's even remotely possible.
speramus in juniperus
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That's okay. Go ahead and buy the shotgun anyway. You can never have too many marksmanship skills.
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Rifle. Shotguns are sort of a "point-in-the-general-direction" kind of thing as far as marksmanship goes.
Software Zen: delete this;
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Good heavens, man. Who ever heard of a "rifle wedding?"
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True . I was just bemused at the notion of marksmanship with a shotgun.
Software Zen: delete this;
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True enough. However, it's somewhat related to my personal definition of marksmanship when it comes to handguns. I'm much more accurate with a 15 round clip than I am with a 10. I mean, sooner or later one of them's bound to hit the target, right?
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Christopher Duncan wrote: I'm much more accurate with a 15 round clip than I am with a 10
I figure 6 rounds is good enough. If I can't stop her in six shots, I deserve to be raped.
Will Rogers never met me.
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I should know better than to drink coffee while reading your replies. Excuse me for a moment while I get something to clean the monitor with.
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There's a joke in there about shooting blanks, but I'm arsed (as our UK friends would say) if I can figure it out.
Software Zen: delete this;
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Kids are growing up earlier now a days.
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Most excellent! I suspect your wife is quite happy about being your wife.
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Isn't this close to "I like writing so the solution is to buy my book and read about how I like writing...."
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I'm usually pretty good at circular logic, but that one leaves me dizzy.
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Two blondes are walking in the countryside. Suddenly they both fall into a hole and they can't get out.
The first blonde starts to shout: "Help!! Help!!" It does not seem to work, no help is coming.
She shouts again: "Help!!! Help!!", but still there is no help.
The second blonde says: "It might help if we shout together."
The first blonde then shouts: "Together!! Together!!"
[I'll see myself out]
speramus in juniperus
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A blonde goes into a New York City bank to get a loan for $5,000.00.
The Loan Officer asked for collateral, as the blonde doesn't seem to have much of a credit history and, thus, a low credit score.
The blonde offers her new 2013 Cadillac Escalade, >$50k in price.
The Loan Officer checks it out and, sure enough, it's good collateral and proceeds to provide the loan and takes the keys, noting it'll be parked in the Bank's secure underground parking area until the loan is paid in full.
A few days later the Bank's Loan Director, doing her weekly review of various loans, spots this loan. Perplexed, she digs in and discovers that this gal is a millionaire. She instructs her staff to direct the gal to her office when she comes in next time.
Sure enough, 2 weeks later the blonde gal comes back in, and she's redirected to the Loan Director.
The blonde wants to pay off the loan and asked what the payoff amount is. The Loan Director states it's $5,014.39, to which the blonde pays it in full and gets her keys back.
With much curiosity, the Loan Director inquired, "Permit me to ask a question."
The blonde says, "Sure, ask away."
Loan Director, "I hope you don't mind, but we do a little research on random loans and I noticed that you live in New Jersey and you are a millionaire. Curious, why did you need a loan for $5,000.00?"
To which the blonde replies, "Simple. It's the only place I can securely park my vehicle for 2 weeks in New York City for $14.39!"
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