Wednesday, September 17, 2008

VOTE or STFU


CafePress has a new political design contest, where you can create your own t-shirt message in minutes and submit it for a chance to win pretty huge prizes.

Although I have entered a few of my own ideas, I want you to vote for a design that is NOT mine. There are many designs that do not deserve to be a finalist (any reference of a specific candidate is disallowed), but this one does:

Don't Pants America

Click the "stars" graphic below the image to rate the design with 1 to 5 stars.

There are a lot of ignorant and hateful designs up; names spelled wrong and brutal language. I haven't seen the N-word used in reference to one candidate, but I've seen the C-word used in reference to another. There is so much ignorance out there.

What is worse: there is so much APATHY as well.

"Who cares?" Are you serious?

People died so YOU can vote. People continue to die, today, fighting for the same freedoms we in America too often take for granted.

Do vote, but don't choose a candidate based on rumors, lies, age, gender, color, religion, sex appeal, net worth or popularity. Visit non-biased sites like FactCheck.org and OnTheIssues.org to see what each candidate is DOING versus what they are SAYING.

Then, either VOTE or STFU for the next 4 years.

I'm XP and I approve this message.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I'm anti-anti-everything.

I'm against groups that are against farming. Meat is not "murder," and milk is not "raped" from cows. Make no mistake—animal rights groups don't want us eating only cage-free eggs, they want us eating NO eggs. Most American families are now two generations removed from the farm, and not accustomed to the lifestyle but also ignorant when it comes to livestock.

At the county fair I saw a "bony" dairy cow that even I thought at first looked too thin, but the owner was very helpful and explained how the animal's metabolism worked, and that if the cow was not in optimum health, she would not have award-winning milk production. I walked away feeling a little foolish for a "farm girl" not having known that.

Raising our own laying hens has given me a much better appreciation for chickens than I had before, and I can see why beak trimming (denounced as cruel "de-beaking" by activists) is not only not barbaric but quite beneficial; it helps keep more aggressive hens from viciously attacking the more passive ones. Even though free-range and not caged, the chickens show us daily where the term "pecking order" comes from.

When regulations in place for humane treatment of livestock are violated, it is often the huge "factory" farms under intense pressure to produce volume over quality, at the cheapest cost. However, activists also target the small family farm whose animals receive individual care.

I'm against groups that are against horse slaughter. I don't think it is right to tell my neighbor that it is okay for me to eat of the cow, and the pig, and the chicken, but not okay for him to eat horse. I have no interest in eating a horse steak, but some people do, and that's their business, not mine. I don't think our government should command that Americans are not allowed to eat a specific animal for emotional rather than logical reasons.

I also don't think our government should keep wild-caught horses in long-term holding pens for 10, 15, even 20 years at great expense to all taxpayers. I think these unwanted horses that are passed over by prospective adopters numerous times and unsuitable to return to the wild should be humanely euthanized, without drugs, so that the meat can be used for feeding zoo animals, domestic pets, or even disadvantaged people who are willing to substitute horse burger for beef. It would be better to sell these carcasses to the foreign markets paying a premium for a horse steak, funding the ailing wild horse program for years to come, than to leave the same animals in pens until they die because some special interest has determined that is the only acceptable fate.

I read a petition that insisted we both release the captive wild horses and end mountain lion hunting as well ... showing their belief that a "natural" death, no matter how brutal or prolonged, is preferable to a humane kill inflicted by a human. Incredible.

I'm against groups that are against hunting. Any non-vegetarian anti-hunter is simply a hypocrite. My venison is not any more dead than your poultry or beef. It is silly to determine what is and isn't food based on a "cuteness" factor. I prefer to eat an animal that has grown up in the wild, eating natural foodstuffs, to one that was possibly injected with or fed growth hormones and chemicals... also why I prefer to buy meat locally when I can. You pay more for products from small family farms, but you know what you're getting.

Unlike the Fudd stereotype, most hunters practice year-round so they can make a quick, humane kill. The injured animal that animal rights groups will promote on their posters and campaigns is the rare exception, not the rule. Worse, they have been known to stage such photos—such as a deer with an arrow sticking out of it—to further their cause.


Legislation should not be based on emotion, but on logic and fact.

Legislation should not criminalize freedom of choice.

I agree with many viewpoints shared by the animal welfare groups regarding humane treatment of companion animals and livestock. I am not pro-cruelty simply because I am anti-PETA, anti-HSUS and against other groups that share their beliefs. But I will not support these organizations that would take your money on the premise of saving puppies and kittens while using it to lobby our government to take away our neighbors' rights.

I'm XP and I approve this message.

Monday, September 08, 2008

happy monday

And this is how Gmail greets me.


That's not a good sign.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Alltel Corporate Store

10:20 a.m. Enter Alltel store. Greeted with a friendly "Welcome to Alltel!" by an associate helping another customer. Position in line: 3. Annoyance factor: 2.

10:45 a.m. Finally addressed by associate just clocking in for the day. Annoyance factor: 5.

10:47 a.m. Exhibit A: dead phone. Associate establishes phone is D.O.A. and inquires as to cause of death. Unknown, but likely related to obvious cosmetic damage. Places me on corded landline with insurance agent of ancientness.

11:04 a.m. Discover that the insurance on dead phone has been wrong ever since I swapped it with my teenst when associate announces that dead phone will be $95 to replace. NUH-UH. No, fix that. Not my fault. Fix now. Annoyance factor: 9.

11:12 a.m. End call with agent. Associate checks status: FAIL. Agent did not validate claim, no can has new fonez. Calls insurance again. I wait. Annoyance factor: invalid entry.

11:24 a.m. Leave Alltel store with new phone and $50 lighter than 10 minutes ago. Teenst must not break new fonez no more. 6,000 minutes a month = too much minutes. Phone did not get broken, it simply gave up.

Friday, August 22, 2008

make millions online ... or $7 ...

Although I hear all the time about affiliate marketers making a living by blogging and using other Web 2.0 technology, I'm happy to be able to pay for my high-speed internet and a few other monthly household bills with the $100-300 I usually get from my various pursuits on the sprawling Web world.

Hopefully I can double that in the coming months with a new relationship:


Pepperjam is new and different. Unlike established performance marketing companies like Commission Junction and LinkShare (both well worth joining, in my experience) Pepperjam is offering $7 for each new publisher you refer.


What is a publisher? Well, I am, and more than likely you are as well.

Do you have a blog with Wordpress or Blogger? Do you have a Squidoo account? (You should.) Do you post on message boards that allow HTML and commercial links? If so, you can be a publisher too.
  • First, you join the Pepperjam network as a publisher.
  • Then, you get your own code to post online where allowed.
NOTE: You're not just promoting Pepperjam ... there are hundreds of companies to choose from, including VistaPrint, AngiesList and more!
  • All that's left to do is watch your bank or PayPal account for your commission ... right?
Well, there is a bit more to affiliate marketing, or performance marketing if you will. Self-promotion is the biggest part. Get out there, get people talking. Don't always agree with everything that everyone says. Stand out. People might not love you, but they'll think about you. ;)


How much do these affiliates pay?
Well, it varies.


For instance, ChristianCafe.com pays 40% commission on sales. Booksfree.com pays a flat $18 bounty for new sign-ups.

Promote the products and services you choose ... the ones that are related to your Web content are most effective! If you're all about candy, promote Jelly Belly! Or, maybe Playboy Store is more your style ... go wild!


Hold up. You said they're new ... how do I know they will last, and that I'll get paid for my time?


Check this:
Pepperjam Breaks Top 100 Fastest Growing Companies in the United States According to Inc. Magazine

Pepperjam’s 2008 Inc. 500 ranking is #70 with three-year revenue growth of 2,447.5%. Pepperjam is also the fastest growing affiliate marketing network on the list.

As companies shift marketing attention and dollars to the Internet, search-engine optimization, affiliate marketing, and online media buying become increasingly important.

Pepperjam's CEO, Kristopher Jones: "Whether it was eBay shocking the world just a few months back after launching an affiliate program on Pepperjam Network to long-time Pepperjam clients such as Guthy Renker Corporation (thanks Dave!) and 1-800-PetMeds (thanks Alex!) that have been with Pepperjam for almost 4 years, the committment and support we continue to receive from our client base is outstanding!"

That's enough for me.

(Well, that, and the seven bucks I'll get if you click this link and join.)

Join the Affiliate Revolution.

Friday, July 25, 2008

I love my flair.



Become my friend and send me some ... I'll return the favor.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

DO NOT WANT

What's your favorite Web site?


I'm thinking of downsizing. I have several sites and stores.

I have too many logins, too many passwords, and can't keep all of my projects up to date.

I'm starting to think that it is possible that I spend ... *gasp* ... too much time online (again).

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Garr.

I think there are too much Internets.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

bad blogger; bad CP'er too

I've been neglectful of my fans stalkers friends.

I'm trying to remedy that.

Why, just last night and today, I added new designs to the freelief.com shop.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

PIE BALLS

I don't post personal stuff tooooo much (ha yeah right) ...
but this was too good to leave on my underutilized
Myspace bulletin list to fade away after 10 days.


How do you know when you've found
"the one"—your true love?


Was watching Juno tonight with the girls (note: good movie for socially mature DD-15, not so much for boy-crazy DD-10 who needs to not date until she's 30) and my pirate husband walked in on the mushy-mushiest part. (Mush always makes him groan; he runs and hides in the man cave when I bring home chick flicks. DS-13 was also noticably absent.)

So, enjoying his tormented wretching like a good sadistic wife,
I asked him if the sun shines out of my butt.

He said yeah, he gets a tan from the rays.

That was golden. :D

Everyone needs to have a love like this at least once in their lives—a "forever" love—the kind where you can totally see yourselves as old farts chasing each other around the nursing home with your canes and walkers or wheelchairs.

The kind where those little flaws in all of us are more adorable than annoying because they make you real.

Now, you might not find it when you want to.

You might not find it in your teens, or in your twenties. Maybe not even in your thirties. (God forbid you never find it, though. I don't think there is anything cuter in this world than really old couples who are still twitterpated.)

You might even find it and then throw it away. But if you're lucky—really damn lucky—you'll find that it was never really lost at all, just ... ripening.

I am THE luckiest mentally imbalanced pirate princess evarrrrr.

Monday, April 28, 2008

See horse walk. Walk, horse. Walk.

For those 2 or 3 people who can't get enough of badly blurred, really shaky video of my horse gaiting (walking fast) up and down the road, poorly edited with odd music choices to kill the background wind and whining, here you go ... 10 minutes of enjoyment, broken down into 14 easy-loading segments:

Clip 1 ~ Clip 2 ~ Clip 3 ~ Clip 4 ~ Clip 5 ~ Clip 6 ~ Clip 7 ~ Clip 8 ~ Clip 9 ~ Clip 10 ~ Clip 11 ~ Clip 12 ~ Clip 13 ~ Clip 14


(By the way, the driver of the vehicle that passes at the end of Clip 11 and is chased in Clip 12 says I was going 30 MPH ... I'm guessing that's a little high, but my best try at feet-per-second [based on the fence posts spaced at 20 foot intervals] to MPH calculation landed me in the low to mid 20's.)

(Slightly more interesting to most: If you really watch for it, at the beginning of Clip 12, that possible 0 to 20 MPH transition in just a fraction of a second, nearly leaves my ass in the dirt.)

Thanks for any YouTube comments and ratings ... I rarely seem to get any.

I blame the videographer.


;)

Monday, April 21, 2008

I've been Twitterpated!

Follow me: @squidprincess

My current top ranking lens at Squidoo is all about Twitter!
Squidoo.com/TwitterFun

You'll love it, especially if you are random like me. :)

You can also follow: @freelief, @Family Twigs, @All Horses and @iHope Shop

Friday, April 04, 2008

Squidmark this.

Friend me on Facebook: XP Squid

Fan me on Facebook Ads: freelief.com designs

Fan me on Facebook Ads: iHope Shop

Just go with it, play along.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Monday, February 04, 2008

horsey folks, and anyone new to Squidoo

The ALL HORSES Squidoo group is still looking for "experts" to write about specific topics.

I'm in the process of writing a very detailed "how-to" guide for first-time Squidoo users. Check the progress here:


Make sure to start with the FIRST entry, and move down the list of posts in order!

There is a link to the ALL HORSES group within the blog. :)

MANDATORY spay or neuter of your pets?!

Hell to the no.

Information and links to both sides of this controversial new law in LA.

(Could be coming to a state near you.)

Monday, January 28, 2008

What do YOU know, anyway?

I've been migrating pages from my website to Squidoo, because ... well, getting more traffic, and getting paid, simply sounds good to me!

from the site:
What's Squidoo? Squidoo is the free (yes, free), simple tool that makes it easy for you to publish your passions online and share real, human recommendations on the web. From authors and astronauts to marketers and musicians, to cat lovers and seahorse keepers and quiltmakers and video gamers and teachers and... well, everyone... anyone with something to say, share, promote and recommend is welcome on Squidoo.

No idea what to write about? Write about what you know. Write about something you're passionate about. Review a great book. Warn people away from a horrible movie. Introduce someone to your hobby.

Not a pro at webpage coding? No problem. Squidoo has these doo-dads called "modules" that do most of the work for you. Headers and links, bulleted lists and more, made simple.

Still stumped? Check out the Top 100 Lenses of the day. But please remember to sign up and create your first lens with my referral link and you'll get a bonus $5.00. (I only get paid if YOU do, so I have every reason to want to help you succeed!)



Getting started:

Don't be afraid! Check out this lens made by the founder of Squidoo: Why Build a Lens?

The best way to learn to do Squidoo, is to simply DO IT. You will quickly get the hang of adding, moving and editing "modules" and what each one looks like and does.

This lens has some dated screen shots, but the basics should be covered: How to Make Your First Squidoo Lens

Visit some of the high-ranked pages (check out some of the Top 100 lenses) and see how the successful people build their lenses.

Here is a beginners guide to the limited HTML coding that is supported within select modules.

Ready for more? This lens is about Building a Successful Lens ... get comfortable with the basics first!

Remember to use my
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Sunday, January 27, 2008

blast from my past

Dug up some long-neglected web pages that haven't been updated in years, and created several new Squidoo pages:

http://www.squidoo.com/modelhorse
http://www.squidoo.com/modelhorsecollecting
http://www.squidoo.com/modelhorseshowing
http://www.squidoo.com/modelhorsecustomizing
http://www.squidoo.com/modelhorseetching

free money?

Has anyone tried this site?



I'm willing to give it a shot.
I'll let you know how it goes.

I'm also trying these sites as well:

YourFreeFlatscreen ~ 0/5 for $250

YourNintendoWii4Free ~ 0/5 for $250

YouriPodTouch4free ~ 0/7 for $350

YourPS34free ~ 0/10 for $425

360elite4free ~ 0/10 for $480

50.expressbux ~ 0/1 for $50

nocc.4freestore ~ 0/1 for gift

x/y = x is how many referrals I have, y is how many I need for the prize

Don't sign up for anything you're not comfortable with.

Friday, January 25, 2008

defective sticky notes

THE STORY I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU IS TRUE.

I love my job. I like my co-workers. I hate my 45 minute commute. I enjoy the work that I do. I'm not going to mention any names, to protect the innocent, the guilty, and my wonderful job.

This morning I was handed a small slip of yellow paper with a name and email address on it. The verbal directions were to email a document to this person. Being a very easy to amuse person, I was instantly mesmerized by the note. I quickly realized it was a sticky note, and this is relevant because the writing was on the adhesive side of the paper. Not just below the glue, but right across it. I point this out to the note-giver, because I'm helpful like that. Really.

Said writer-of-note remarked, yeah, thought it was weird that the sticky side of the paper was on top. Maybe ... the pad ... was ... defective?

This person is the boss of me. It would be in bad taste for me to double over laughing. Holding it in makes it very hard to breathe. But I am strong. I remark, tactfully—remembering that I love my job—perhaps ... the pad ... is ... upside-down?

Hmmm. Note-maker ponders this and returns to office to check. Occupants of adjacent cubicles fold and begin chuckling. I'm about to cry. Hyperventilate.

Author-of-note returns with very normal, ordinary pad of small yellow sticky notes. Shows me how the "top" sheet is sticky at the top. Gently, gently, I audibly observe that the "bottom" of the pad, might be ... actually ... the top. Pen-master turns the pad over. Yeah, that makes sense. Leaves room.

Neighboring groundhogs are in stitches. I can barely breathe. I am filled with joy. Mirth, even. My job here is complete. Can I have the afternoon off?
lolcat is teh aw3som3

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

over 200 free digital photo prints

I migrated my FREE PRINTS web page from freelief.com to the Squidoo site. Hope that helps pick up some new leads.

free prints on Squidoo

Thursday, January 17, 2008

gaited horses ~ any owners out there?

I'm in the process of updating my gaited horses "lens" at Squidoo, and looking for people who might want to submit photos, quotes or other information for publication.

Check it out, and thanks!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Isis > Wonder Woman

Isis > Catwoman

Isis > Invisible Woman

Isis > Supergirl

Isis > you

http://www.squidoo.com/isishero

Sunday, January 13, 2008

read much?

I've started to enjoy books again in my old age. Let's see if this here code works:



Well, if'n it don't ...

my catalog

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Did I ever tell you?

There are days when if someone tells you, "God won't give you more than you can handle," it is perfectly acceptable to punch that person dead in the face.

If what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I should be able to stop the world from spinning with just a stern "mom look."

I'm so proud of my kids, I could just about pee myself.

I never wanted to have kids, because of the screwed up world they'd have to grow up in ... and *that* was just the 80's!! Things would appear far more screwed up now than they were ... or I'm just more aware of it as a parent than I was as a teen.

When the world seems to be holding you under water, a hug and a kiss from a child can make it all better ... at least for a moment ... catch your breath, and keep on kicking.

Rats are way cuter up close than you might think.

Captain Jack Sparrow has got to be the best bloody pirate I've ever seen. I remember Depp from "21 Jump Street" and now we have second-generation Johnny worshippers in the house. That's a little disturbing.

I still remember our 10th grade history teacher making us memorize "antidisestablishmentarianism" but I don't recall his name.

I do remember Mr. Templin's name. He used to hum "Smoke on the Water" while we were doing quizzes. I don't really know why.

Is it really that odd to be able to bend the top part of your thumb back 90 degrees? (I mean, without using your other hand.) How is it that everyone can't do that? Why does it freak people out? I'm not double-jointed in any ways that are useful. I just have ... bendy thumbs.

I used to have pretty poor self-esteem as a teen, until I was informed that a jealous girlfriend of a boy I used to date, used to ask a friend all kinds of stuff about me, and was overheard saying in an exasperated tone, "She's perfect, except for her nose!" Ever since then I wanted to approach her and ask, "Just what's wrong with my nose? It's my dad's nose and I'm proud of it!" She changed my life for the better, and never even knew it. (Funny, she never mentioned my fivehead.)

What's a fivehead? Bigger than a forehead. Thank my dad for that one too.

I love my job. My ex used to say, "You get paid to play on the computer all day." Well, yeah. Pretty much. Check out this blog entry about graphic designers. It's all true.

Monday, January 07, 2008

growing up

(another myspace bulletin -- I write under stress *g*)

I don't remember exactly when it happened, but at some point in the last few years, I changed from the person who always tried to be someone that my dad would be proud of, to trying to be the kind of person I hope my children will turn out to be.

My dad's been gone since '92 but we still "talk" and I check in to make sure I'm on the right track. I know as recently as last summer I was still calling in favors, asking if he could put a good word in for me and chase off the rain at least long enough for my outdoor wedding.

Now that the kids are starting to turn into real people, I realize that the last place they will admit to looking for guidance on how to find their place in the world is their parents, but they are watching me all the same. Life as we know it has changed much in the past four months, and I can't just be the "silly" one anymore; I have to be the silly one AND the serious one. I have to be the firm one AND the flexible one. Oh Em Gee -- I have to set a good example.

I'm doing the best I can. As I told them, I can't guarantee that I won't make wrong choices, that seem good at the time. Only that I will learn from it, and always make the choice that is not necessarily the easy one or the popular one, but the choice that seems to be in their best interests.

Recently, on a message board aimed at parenting difficult children, there was a post about what we like best about our challenging kids. There was no lack of praise for even the most defiant, stubborn and impulsive child among them.

My children (all of them) are the best and most important thing I will ever be responsible for having a role in creating, raising and advising, loving and setting free. If you think about it, why else are we even here? We cannot live forever -- we raise the next generation and move on. We are shaping the future of the world, one life at a time.

One day, I hope my child looks back and realizes that they have tried to live a life I would be proud of. One day, I hope they try to be the people that they want their children to become. Only then, will I feel like I have fulfilled my place in this world.

Friday, January 04, 2008

Happy new year, kids!

A recent bulletin to my 3 hunnert and some myspace frens:

1. A bloodspattered emo myspace profile does NOT make you edgy or angsty. To anyone who has lived more than 19 years on this planet, it makes you look silly, at best. Getting "attention" is great. Being taken SERIOUSLY is way better. Saying fuck every third line doesn't make you more intense. Being articulate and confident makes you worth listening to. Bleeding is not a marketable talent. Get a useful hobby.


2. I don't care if you're bi. I'm frickin happy for you. But do NOT tell me you're bi, but you're not gay. If you're bi, you're gay, but simply less discriminating. If you sleep around, you're a slut, whether you're into chicks, dudes or sheep. Sluts are bad. Love is good. If you love a duck and the duck loves you, I'm happy for you both. I don't want to see pictures of you loving the duck any more than I want to see pictures of my parents making me. *gak*


3. You're whiter than Marilyn Manson. You're not from the hood, you're not even from a big city. Someone in your family probably owns cattle. For fucks' sake, stop trying to act gangsta. Violence isn't sexy. Calling women bitches and ho's is not bad ass. Getting a proper education and being successful is the shit. I highly recommend it. Unless you plan on bagging my groceries, go to college. Pay for it yourself instead of drinking away your parents' dreams.


4. Um, 13 year old girls are not "sexxiii" ... people who think that are called pedophiles, and get ass-raped daily in prison. Yes, we are aware you have hormones. You also have control, like when you use a fork or a spoon to eat dinner rather than ripping at raw meat with your hands. You should not be having sex if you're too young to VOTE "pro-life" or "pro-choice." I've got MANY friends with their own living proof that "birth control" is a sorry joke.


5. When your parents were your age, they may not have had MP3 players and internet porn and meth labs, but they dealt with being teased, not fitting in, being too short or too tall, too fat or too thin, not rich enough, not pretty enough, not athletic enough, and every other asinine high school piece of bullshit that you guys deal with -- and survived. They didn't wear the right clothes, their parents didn't drive the right cars. And they probably don't know the names of any of the jerks that messed with them, but still talk to the same FRIENDS who accepted them the way they were.



Teenagers really aren't that scary after all. The thought of them making the same mistakes as you did -- or worse -- now, that's frightening. Knowing that they think you're mean and strict and full of shit and don't know anything, because you try to help, that's frustrating. The knowledge that you can't keep them from learning things the hard way, that's just heartbreaking.


To all my teen "friends" with love ...
from the mom officially dubbed "Oh Mighty Evil One" ...
(an honor I cherish, because I care about what my kids are doing, where, and with whom, and I always will, and sometimes they'll hate me for it, and some day they'll understand)