Sanjiro Martinez and I were lounging in Charbucks when King Alfred II announced his plans for garden estate pyramids in the less fortunate areas of Great Britain and its former colonies.
But I could tell Sanjay had become afflicted by a stream of adverts. Usually he could make a little “please wait” gesture, but he was possessed and distant. We both suffered when this happened.
I had offered several times to help him pay for a sub to JackedPro or some other adblocker, but he kept telling me he would find his own way.
Eventually he said, “King Alfred’s cool.”
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@suzianne saidIf you step on the mat, you have to play, although I imagine you might already be formulating something. Doesn't have to be perfect. A little wabi-sabi, a little I-Ching of the moment or some other moment would be fine. Loose but could also be refined strokes, for the moment, not posterity. 🙂
Just hire him to be your PR man.
God knows you need one.
P.S. -- my post was not intended to set a theme -- let's invite a variety of themes.
@kevin-eleven saidYou show great promise Grasshopper.
The stone and the turtle are wetted by the same stream.
Leave the axis of brittleness in the past. It's okay.
-Removed-So your life is boring AF and so you try to assuage your hurt narcissistic feelings and try to present yourself as a paragon of "principled fortitude" but no one buys it and so you lash out at people who are more interesting than you. You've spent your whole RHP career doing this.
Yes, you obviously need a PR man.