Now from time to time I use eBay to alleviate some financial stress in my life while also freeing up some space taken up by junk laying around the house. I also always seem to sell on the lower end of the pricing totem pole for the things that I sell (example: if an iBook sells last week for $800 then my auction for an identical machine WITH EXTRAS will sell for $650 to 700 more then likely). I’ve always wondered why this phenomenon seems to afflict me. Now I think I know why.
Don’t get me wrong, from time to time I’ve been tempted to ask a friend or loved one to at least bid on my item to jack it up a few more dollars. This little act, however, is called Shill Bidding and is not allowed. My wife, who has over 300 feedbacks on eBay, is also an eBay purist and would probably report me in a heart beat.
At least it is good to know that they do actively go after shill bidders so I won’t have to worry about nor be tempted to have shill bids placed on items.
Isn’t it also amazing the way that eBay has transformed the online market place? I love the way I can find any random piece of crap in my garage, list it on eBay, and sure enough there is someone actually willing to buy the damn thing! Ain’t that a hoot?
I just love that no matter who you are and no matter what you have done you can still get into a snit with your landlord.
The thing I want to know is why do we call them a landlord? It’s sounds so tyranical doesn’t it? I don’t just own the house in which you live, I am the LORD of this LAND and you must pay homage to me! I suppose though if I was the person who owned the property that Gary Busey was living in I’d want to be called lord as well.
Yes, these are the stupid type of thoughts that pop in my mind while I view a story like this. That and I have to sit in wonder at the fact that no matter where the picture of Gary Busey is taken now adays it always looks like he’s posing for a mug shot.
Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed ALF. It was an enjoyable show with a sarcastic puppet. I think we all know that sarcastic puppets are gold, but aren’t we beyond the time of ALF? Hasn’t our need for insult hurling puppets been filled by Triumph? Do we really need the reutrn of the walking shag rug from Melmac?
Also, what the hell is Ed McMahon thinking? Playing second fiddle to a puppet?!? He must be making some serious bank to have to spend a work day making conversation to a living room rug with a hand up its ass.
Mind you this IS sour grapes because a puppet can get work on TV and the talented people I used to work with are still “soul searching” for their next gig.
Oh well… now that we’re at the point of reusing the 80′s TV elements maybe that Buck Rogers reunion I’ve been dreaming for is still in my future.
So way way back in July of 2004 I finally got around to creating my own blog. The reason I did so was two fold. The first fold was because I had to very quickly figure out how to do a blog for a democratic congressional candidate (Tim Sultan if you want to know) in a bit of a hurry. The second fold was of course because I was using a wonderful system made by a friend of mine that was no longer as convenient to use as it once was.
I very quickly found WordPress and it was a very quick and easy turn key solution. I was able to customize it quickly for the candidate as well as drop the default version in for myself as well. Since that time it has been sitting and gathering dust for one very simple reason: I was going to have to customize it for myself as well and I’m one of the laziest human beings on the planet*.
At long last I have actually taken the time to customize this little bugger for myself, and I only did that because I found a pre-formated theme that required about 30 seconds for me to modify. Had it taken 45 seconds the only thing to see here might still be Hello World!
So once again my literary muse is kicking in and I feel the itch to let my fingers fly while the thoughts flow from my mind through them much like the torrential rainpour streams from the branches of a tree. (I suck at metaphors… sue me) So check back soon for more.
*Not an exageration. You may think that some guy who just eats and balloons up to 800 pounds may be that way, but at least he uses the energy and motivation to eat. Sometimes I won’t even do that because it would involve lifting my arm to get the food near my face.