279 more useless junk
File under: they remember the successes
Looking at what to do with my life, I came up with making cartoons about common ideas that are hard to wrap your head around. It kinda encapsulates a bunch of skills I have.
Then I made one, and put it online. The web service I used to put it online, owned by Google, suggested I might like to support my cause with advertising. So I signed up for Google Adsense.
And was rejected. But I couldn't really see why (partly due to a broken link at Google, but whatever). My option was to accept "no" or resubmit.
So I resubmitted, and was rejected again. Google, being a web 2.0 company, instead of providing customer service, threw me over to a web forum to get any answers as to why.
There was a pretty quick response, from some volunteer who apparently has decided this is their "useful" activity. Or maybe it's their "hobby."
Anyway, they suggested maybe I need more content before Google wants to put the seal of approval... An ad... Onto my crap.
And then they offered up the advice above, to which I kindly responded "Thank you for the prompt reply," when I wanted to say, "go fuck yourself."
(And there's a second piece of content on the way.)
File under: awesome leadership
It turns out you can only spout so much crazy before lawyers turn up.
Or crazies turn up.
So let's see, on the one hand, hate crimes, way up. On the other hand, murder, totally a mystery.
In short, they don't know.
Could be unemployment. Could be stress. Could be a general feeling of utter hopelessness and complete defeat.
(It was the lead. As in the metal. Not the person in charge. Although that certainly seems to have something to do with this recent bump.)
It's not which party your mayor belongs to.
It's a little related to total societal anger.
If you think it's people driving each other crazy at home, it's not.
Any theories?
There is a line at Safeway again. It didn't seem panicked inside, though, like the early days. There was toilet paper, but not the usual supply or brands. There was no egg nog.
Again. Dammit.
Taken just a few minutes apart.
Wallace's damn whining wins every time. Love you, little guy!
Going sailing today. Meeting up with a friend with a new (used) dinghy. I am prepared to be jealous, and hoping to win.
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