How to get the worst psychic reading of your life!

No one in their right mind plunks down a good fee for a psychic reading and then deliberately sabotages their reading but a lot of people do it. They do it because they do not understand how the psychic works and unfortunately, a lot of psychics have never studied themselves enough to understand the mechanisms.

I started out doing readings and the professionally studied physiological monitoring while becoming a biofeedback therapist. This gave me access to medical monitoring equipment few psychics would ever see. It also gave me quite an eye opening. I had never considered nor does anyone else, that a psychic reading would take a physical toll on the psychic.

You are in a relaxed state, or you can't read. That is a fact. Intuition doesn't work in a Beta brain wave state. You must be in relaxed Alpha or hypnogogic Theta trance like state. Slip into Delta and you are asleep. So, reading must be a relaxing, effortless thing. Imagine my shock when my heart rate hit the 200 mark, my blood pressure shot up and with that, my body temperature sky rocketed. The act of reaching for the information causes this flight or fight response and then it settles down to a nice relaxed baseline. BUT every time the psychic reaches for a new piece of information up go the physiological markers. Any doctor is going to tell you this is a bad thing and most likely why so many psychics suffer from a myriad of health problems, high blood pressure and diabetes being at the top of the list. I wish I had known diabetes was going to be my fate but the American Medical Association doesn't recognize stress and the fight or flight response, even though the first step is the release of glucose into the blood to power the muscles and do repairs, as a cause of Type 2 diabetes. I would have started out charging more and saving it for my medical bills.

Let's return to the reaching for information part. Why does the psychics' physiology undergo such a radical change? I have a few theories, none of which can actually be proven but they do explain the how of a reading. The psychic is either obtaining information from a symbiotic being that is part of them and whose “vibrational rate” for lack of another word is different from that of the psychic. That causes the psychic to have to synch their physiology to the higher rate of “vibration” or it just may be entering into the spiritual realm which theoretical physics implies operates had a higher and less dense rate than we do. One theory is every few milliseconds we actually phase in and out of another physical dimension. The psychic may have found a way to stay a little longer in that place than you do and retrieve information from it or communicate with beings that now live there. It takes a physical toll.

Now to get a really bad reading all you have to do is jar the psychic out of that state constantly. Most psychics can move effortlessly (or so it appears) into the state but if you keep pulling them into the Beta, the answer questions and do math state, it becomes like starting and stopping a car. You will most likely stall the engine and definitely wear the brakes and transmission out.

Notice I said the do math Beta state. The quickest way to jar yourself out of a nice day dreamy Alpha state is to start counting or doing math. The only reason counting sheep puts you to sleep is you get bored and lose count. You no longer care. If you are counting your money, you aren't going to sleep. So if you keep saying when or asking questions that involve numbers, you will jar the psychic out of their “psychic state”. This will make for a very disjointed reading.

One piece of evidence in my world that the place I obtain information is “vibrating” or moving at a faster rate than I normally do, is the information arrives very fast. Consequently, interrupting the psychic is going to derail that train and trust me when I say, you aren't getting back on that track. I used to think the “spirits” were just mean and had the attention span of a gnat on speed because it was like listening to an auctioneer give a lecture and they would not repeat themselves. Now I know that when someone wants a message to get through, it takes a lot of energy to break through the dimensions and like a radio, it has to be turned on to operate and uses energy. They pretty much have one shot at getting it all out.

I don't know if the information somehow bypasses the short term memory or short circuits it, but the psychic most of the time cannot repeat what they just said because they don't remember it. A couple of hours later, you may remember it which means it has bypassed the short term memory and gone into long term memory directly. That should not be possible, but it happens. Thus interrupting with a barrage of questions is going to accomplish nothing but derail your reading.

Psychics will normally pause at a point and ask if you understand what they mean. This only happens when I am reading the Tarot. If I am channeling or working straight clairvoyance, you get one shot at the information and I don't get a shot at it at all. It is gone. Thus, it really helps if you pay attention and even take notes.

However, do not bring the so-called psychic interpreters with you unless you want to pay for a mess. I know they mean well, but all they do is cloud things and the one time someone showed up with one, after two sentences, the information stopped and the only message I got was to get rid of her. She was messing up the reading. The point is, like dreams, this is your world. Someone else can't really interpret it for you. I often have no idea what I am saying means to you. This is one reason why psychics are often general and vague to everyone but the person they are reading.

I will give you an example. The cards said a young girl who loves the customer very much will spill the beans in a few weeks. He knew no such person and no one else would know anything about the situation to give him the truth, except he forgot his daughter regularly rats the mother out and loves him very much. I actually had to make the connection for him several times. This was one reading I earned my money just repeating myself ad infinitum. Some times I need a tip to pay for the aspirin.

Other times, you get a customer who is totally in touch with their own life and picks up and defines exactly who you are talking about instantly. They get discounts on the their next readings in my world. However one thing that drives the psychic and the entities involved batty are the people who hear what they want to hear even if they have to make it up. I have had a friend sit with the customer and tell her over and over again, that I never said that. I am telling her I never said that. She still insists I said that because she wants that to be true. After a while it gets harder and harder to get an appointment with the psychic or they start telling you what you want to hear. People who do this become the con artists favorite customers because they specialize in telling you what you want to hear. I have actually had someone pay for multiple readings to try to get me to tell them something that was not true.

You might think this wouldn't happen with say an astrologer. However in one instant I had run the charts for a man and his paramour who happened to be married and not at all interested in him. She was actually married to her soul mate. They were perfectly matched. This guy was no where in the picture however, the other astrologer came up with two charts that worked together. I started asking her how she derived these two charts and she was somewhere in the 8^th derivative of the natal chart after several progressions of the progression. There was no way these charts were in the vicinity or even the same city with valid. But she was telling him what he wanted to hear and he was paying hundreds of dollars a week to hear it.

Whenever I get a reading that is actually what the person wants to hear, I double check my cards and I more surprised than the person because life happens. A psychic sees the most probable of futures. That doesn't mean the improbable can't happen. It does every night on the LOTTO. The odds of winning are astronomical but someone will eventually win.

There is another way to sabotage your reading. You can change it. Many have argued that the actual act of getting the reading changes your future or that the actual act of considering your future all by yourself changes the natural progression. I always say that if you don't like it, change it. Unfortunately people change it for the worse. My best example is a young lady who actually had three suitors ready to ask her out to the prom. She rushed out and bought a dress, made a hair and nail appointments and generally spent a ton of money all while telling all her friends about it. All of this preparation convinced the three suitors she already had a date and she sat home that night with a dress she would eventually wear watching TV and crying. I don't know how many women convince themselves their soul mate is around the corner and send out a taken vibe that keeps everyone including the possible soul mate away. You can do the same thing in business and keep customers away by sending out the I'm too busy vibe thinking it will attract customers. It attracts them to the guy who is sitting there with the time for them, not you.

Always remember, everyone doesn't click with everyone. You've gone to a doctor, hairdresser or a lawyer and walked out and known it just wasn't going to work. The person just wasn't getting you. The same applies to psychic. Your best friend may get the best readings in the world and you just don't click with the psychic. I bet you don't click with their mate, either. So keep that in mind.

The Never Ending Saga of La Costa Resort and Spa

Those who are my friends on Facebook know of my continuing fight over being turned over to a collection agency after not ever receiving for a "special" assessment bill nor a notice I was being turned over to the collection agency. My mistake was paying the fines the year before thinking maybe I had overlooked the bill or something similar. However, in 2013/14 George took over getting the mail and we would go through it together. No bills were ever received and after several communications with the management with an equal number of claims of when and how the bill was sent it became more than obvious, there never had been a bill and on a $395.00 assessment, they were demanding a $128.00 late fee or $250.00 late fee depending on whether the La Costa Resort and Spa or Pinnacle Collections was talking to me. However, the cherry went on this rancid sundae when Pinnacle accidentally slipped and said La Costa had paid them the $395.00. Now why would you hire a collection agency to collect a debt and pay them the entire bill unless the two of you are connected in some way?
I began researching La Costa Resort and Spa in Pompano Beach and much to my shock, I discovered there wasn't an Internet advertising service for hotels that they didn't have plenty of glowing reviews and listings on. Now this is kind of strange for a timeshare. They would have to have one heck of a lot of empty rooms to warrant that kind of effort in advertising. And those glowing reviews sure didn't sound like the La Costa I know, so I got out the shovel and dug deeper.
That was when I found the complaints and some were about the billing issue I have. But then came the ones about the place being dirty. Then there was the live mouse and boy are they lucky that is all they found. I know Northerners freak out when they see out "Palmetto Bugs" which are really huge cockroaches but the tourist agency doesn't want you to know that. We grow them big down here. The front desk actually loaned the complainant a can of bug spray. When a spider the size of a small rodent and of a species I've never seen before, and I live here, threatened me, they told me where I could walk to and buy a fly swatter. Trust me, they don't make a fly swatter with a handle long enough for me to approach that thing! I left the next day because thankfully I only live a few miles away and anyway, as one complainant pointed out, they turn the lights out and lock up the jacuzzi and one pool as soon as it gets dark. That means you even need your own light for the center open pool. They really don't want you using any facilities after dark and your access to the beach is also locked.
Then there was the complaint that the people had finally checked in and were warned not to forget their keys. Unfortunately, since it takes a lot of time to check you in, count the silverware ((I was short on something every check-in and you will be billed (you won't get it, of course and they'll turn you over to the collection agency) for anything missing)) because you have to get the replacement before the desk closes at sundown or earlier. It would be a really good idea to make certain everything works, too. Well, these poor people didn't have time to check the keys and discovered the hard way they were locked out of the resort (not their room) and others were helplessly staring at them from the other side as they were locked in the resort. Sadly, once the desk closes for the day, there are no emergency personnel to help you.
Now that was sounding more like the FU La Costa we all met the month after we bought the timeshares.
Seems they still have the couple of days the linen exchange is open for a few hours and you get in line to get clean sheets, towels and a hard time. Best not have an accident on the days it is closed. Yup, this is the FU La Costa I remember so well and why I have been there exactly two times since I bought it.
Seems everyone was shocked to discover there is no maid service except at the end of the week when you leave and if you buy two weeks, everything you have will be tossed in the garbage if you don't stay there on turn-over day and protect it. The complainants were lucky it was just food. It could have been your clothes. Of course since their clothes and everything else was in the room, it really is hard to say the maids didn't know they were staying another week unless they really do much, much less cleaning than anyone imagines. What they didn't find out is you can buy your own broom, vacuum and mop and cleaning supplies but whatever you do, don't use that precious clean towel to clean up an accidental spill. It might not be exchange day the next morning. Oh, did you enjoy the patched sheets and towels. Nice and rough weren't they?
People were shocked to find where the only elevator was and I can't help but wonder if it still smells the way it used to. Funky doesn't begin to describe that odor and slow doesn't describe its speed.
I kept skipping a really long article in the Timeshare magazine because it had a lot of technical ownership information but finally I decided they must have had a darned good reason to publish this and just maybe I should read it.
Oh, boy are my eyes wide open! Seems in the original sales contract there is a clause that every so many years the board votes on whether to remain a timeshare or become a hotel. To hold this as an open vote among the owners, there must be a quorum present as in the room. There has never in 20 years been a quorum of owners present for a meeting. If there isn't a quorum, the board can make the timeshare a hotel and guess what happens to your investment? I'll give you hint: FLUSH. The date is coming up around the time all the improvements are finished and paid for by the owners of the weeks.
I think I know why all the effort is being put into marketing La Costa Resort and Spa as a hotel instead of a Timeshare.
Oh, and the more owners they lock out of the timeshares the more rooms they have to rent and the rental comes to about same amount as the "late fee" for your taxes and maintenance that the collection agency charges..... coincidence? It could all be a coincidence if you really expect to see a unicorn on your next stay.
Oh and if you are still thinking about renting or buying, there is a big difference between the two bedroom and the sort of two bedroom studio although they will tell you there isn't. It's called an entire room!
Oh, the missing elevator used to be at the very back of the resort far from about every room and if you don't get your car parked before 4 PM, good luck getting a space anywhere but down the street if they still have that lot. Last time I tried to use it I was told it actually belonged to the timeshare it is across the street from and that isn't La Costa.
If you are thinking about buying a timeshare in Florida I have one suggestion: DON'T. You have no legal protection. The day after you buy it, they can change the rules, the fees, everything. Buy in another state and trade your weeks to come down here but do not buy in Florida. For one thing, the ownerships are so tangled that you would have better luck winning the LOTTO than getting a clear title according to one lawyer. If the timeshare is destroyed like one was in the last hurricane years ago, you will still be paying the taxes on that property and not be getting a penny out of it. Nope, nothing you can do about it, you are still paying taxes and they are not low even on empty property in Florida. You will never sell it for a fraction of what you paid for it. You will be able to find cheaper hotels with maid service, a desk that has people manning it most of the time and sheets without huge patches sewn on them.
If you are still masochistic enough to want to buy one, you can have mine: cheap. Email me. I actually have a clean title as I am the only owner from day one.

The House the People Built

Once upon a time there was a boy who an idea. He took his tiny little house and let everyone who wanted come over and party. They brought the food, the drink and entertainment and he provided the house.

After a while they even began to help him build more rooms onto the house. They would tell him what needed fixing in the house and even let him spy on everything they looked at and bought just to be able to go to the party.

He got big companies to provide entertainment for the big party that was going on all the time. He let the people even come with their little businesses and everyone thought it was so great they built even bigger rooms and a bigger house for him. They spent hundred of hours building special rooms in his house that anyone could party in just to show off their work. It reached the point that when anyone met anyone, instead of even exchanging phone numbers or inviting them over for coffee or tea, they just told them to meet them at his house. They let their own houses start to fall apart because they really didn't need them any more. They had a nice bright shiny house to party at and they invited everyone, everywhere to come and party with them.

They didn't mind that every move they made, everything they made, every word they spoke was being stored, analyzed and sold to bigger people and the bigger people were getting even bigger rooms. It was wonderful and everyone thought that the mayor of the town would keep this party from ever ending. I mean, it was now an institution like a community center. Surely it would last forever.

Then one day, the boy decided no one would be allowed in the party with their business cards, invitations to their parties or their pictures of their work unless they paid him and he would take everything in the house they had worked and put there and charge them to keep it there or take it away.

The people screamed and cried because they had spent years building their rooms, decorating them and getting a huge following of people to party with in their rooms and now they either paid for each person and each little thing they had put in the room or it would just disappear. Years of work would just disappear and they would have nothing to show for it.

So they screamed to mayor for help but while they were partying the boy had put all those billions he was making into electing a mayor that saw things his way and didn't believe anything should be for the benefit of the people, they should pay for it. He did nothing. And the people in one day lost their work and all the friends they had made because no one knew how to reach them outside of the party house. And the big people, who had money to pay for rooms, made even more money now because the boy knew what everyone liked and he could sell the people with the most money the addresses of all the people who like their kind of work. He made even more money and didn't need to spend money on making the house better because now the house only had a few rooms it used for the party.

And all the little people lost everything and had to go back to building their showcase for their talents all by themselves and it was really, really hard because the boy had provided the rooms and the instructions for them.

And finally they got ready to open their little rooms again, all decorated and ready for a party and no one came. Anyone who came was whispering they were never coming back because it was so hard to get there. So they came out of their room and they looked around to see where all the people were. They looked down the street and they discovered the big 6 lane highway in front of their little room was now one lane and it had a 5 mph speed limit and only 10 minute parking and they ran to the mayor and wringing their hands and wanted to know where their road went.

You get what you can pay for and if you want the big road back, you have to pay my friend over their that runs my campaign to build you more lanes on the road.

“But isn't that illegal?” the chorus sang.

“It used to be,” the mayor whispered, “but no more.”

“We'll vote you out!” they vowed and off to the polls they went. At the end of the day, the mayor had won the election by a landslide.

“How??” they cried and then they looked at the map and they discovered, his business friends were now people and they got a bigger a vote than a hundred thousand of them and even their very own district and there was no way to vote him out of office, no way to get their little business back, nothing they could do except go to work for the big companies with their own huge rooms, buy their products, buy their food and water, rent their rooms to sleep in and get up the next morning and go back to work for them until they couldn't work any more.

And the boy was very happy until one morning when his revenues went way down and he wandered out into his house and discovered he had no one partying. All big rooms had built their own houses and they had everyone living in them, buying from them and they only threw the people out to party with him that were old, sick and couldn't work any more and those people didn't have any money. They just sat and played his games all day and even the games were leaving because no one had enough money to buy anything in their games.

And then wars began because there were too many worker/slaves and they only needed the strongest to live and buy more and the wars were because my product is better than the guy down the street who has bad people working and making his product and we know we are better........

Grays, Reptilians and Annunaki

I've been debating all day whether to write this or not and finally decided, what the hey... most people think I am crazy anyway.

What is my position on grays, Annunaki, Reptilians and the rest of the things that go bump in the night?

I have a really long association with the grays and it isn't a friendly, dating back to 1957 in Texas. My father was familiar with them and didn't want to talk about it. Mom never wanted to talk about anything but one instance I remember in Oklahoma, she was clearly involved. I am very glad they have decided to leave me alone but that may be more due to the fact the infamous mind control no longer works on me and I can break the paralysis.

I had a hard time wrapping my head around the Reptilians. I read one account where a woman saw a government leader at a lecture turn into one and was scared out of her wits. It was discounted as he has a skin disease that makes him appear to have scales. Well, I know people with that skin disease and no one has ever mistaken them for a lizard and at the distance she was purportedly sitting from him, she couldn't have told if he had the disease even with abnormal eyesight. It simply isn't that visible at a distance.

Then one morning, I bi-located. Bi-location is when you are in two locations at once and they superimpose over each other. I do this infrequently because it is very disorientating. I would prefer to mind or astral project. Anyway, I was suddenly looking at a Reptilian female walking straight at me. I am not afraid of anything. I mean that. I do not experience fear but I was scared to death. I knew I was going to die a bloody and painful death. I understand why that woman was so scared. It is in your genes. If you ever see one, you are going to be scared to death. The first thing I noticed was she didn't look like any picture or illustration of a Reptilian I have ever seen. The second thing was she wasn't built like a human. The forearms were shortened and the hands were at least 50% longer than a humans with talons. Yup, I was going to die and I began plotting how do the most damage before I went. Imagine my surprise when she walked right through me. That was when I noticed the hallway I was looking down was not my white one, but a dark gray metallic hall and I had the impression I was somewhere on the moon. It was really cold outside of where she was.

The thing is, you are not going to understand the Reptilian mind. They strictly follow orders. They have no ambition or creativity. Whatever job they are born to, they are perfectly content to stay there. They never ever think about doing anything else. They ask no questions. They are the perfect soldiers and I had the distinct impression she was several times stronger than I have ever been, perfectly capable of tearing my limbs off without breaking a sweat. She was definitely a meat eater and I felt like prey.

Now for the Annunaki, a race I have never actually met. There is just too much evidence to discount their existence. The question is whether we were designed as a slave race to mine the planet for gold.

There is no doubt we have a slave mentality. We are more herd animals than lone wolves. Independent thought and creativity is something most human have little of and the more civilized, the less we seem to want to think or create. Give us tech and we turn into vegetables. We start wanting everything the same so we don't have to think. That is a slave mentality very much like the Reptilians. This led me to conclude that it was highly possible the Annunaki created the Reptilians. If they made multiple visits here, one could have been during the age of the dinosaurs and the raptors could easily be the ancestors of the Reptilian I saw. Since they made such good little soldiers, they may have taken some home with them.

There are a few interesting inconsistencies in mythology. Although it clearly states the God(s) made man in their image, man had no problem at all telling an angel from any other human stranger. The crossbreed of a human and angel was said to be highly variable and often a monster. If you crossbreed a Persian cat and Siamese cat you still get a cat. Something's a little fishy that crossbreeding the creature you created in your image with your other relatives produces highly variable monsters and suggests the God(s) do not look like us. If we are to believe the pictures carved by the Egyptians and the Sumerians, the God(s) were pretty ugly. If we look at the pictures of the Indian God(s) we see some that are beautiful, but they are blue or black (colors we are not) and androgynous. Others appear animal like, as do some of the Egyptian deities. At least we can be sure, they had a lot of body hair.

But what about the gold thing. There is no good explanation of where gold comes from. Earth is loaded with the stuff. It really is everywhere in some quantity. The other planets show no sign of it. If it were raining from the skies, you would think it had hit the other planets, too.

I like to look at things from out of the box. Take our dependence on oil. Are we really dependent on it? There is another way to look at this. We are using oil as fast as we can pump it. Wouldn't it make sense to save some of it? Shouldn't we designate what it is used for, like our medicines and things it shouldn't be wasted on like those chemtrail flights that use thousands of gallons an hour? If it is strictly a money thing, why Frack? Fracking is only profitable the first year and the life expectancy of the area is 3 years or less. In the long run, it costs more than it produces. Why would you bother? If you step out of the box, it looks like what we are trying to do is exactly what the Middle Eastern countries have accused us of doing. We are trying to use up every drop of oil on the planet. Perhaps I can put that better. We are trying to get rid of every drop of oil on the planet.

There is a passage in an Egyptian papyrus where the king of one city is begging another king to send him some gold because the gold is so plentiful in that city it coats everything, even the buildings, people and roads. Remember all those stories of golden cities like El Dorado? These stories exist in every culture and here a king in his plea is describing just such a city. There is so much gold how can it be valuable unless it has a use we don't know about.

And then the question arises, what happened to it?

What if gold actually grows like the alchemists were always attempting? What if this seed gold takes some base metal that is everywhere and eats it, turning it into gold to the untrained eye? So, imagine you seeded the planet with this gold seed and you return a few thousand years later to harvest your crop. The first thing you discover is the earth wasn't as geostable in this backwoods as you thought it was. Venus is now a planet, we have a moon, a planet is missing and in pieces and Mars really got smacked. You have to mine the gold because it has been buried by volcanoes, earth quakes and storms.

So you set up to do just that after you create a disposable work force.

It doesn't make sense to feed and house a work force for mining over an interstellar or even planetary jump. Food, water and people take up space and space craft are not as big as the SciFi movies portray. They have to be maneuverable.

One other little thing about gold you should know is you don't just pick it up out of a cave. It has to be smelted and removed from the rock through a relatively complex process. I didn't know that either. The odds are any primitive people, like we are supposed to have been, would have gone for metals that are easier to find and use like copper or even silver. They would have left gold alone.

So what happened to all the gold? Why did it disappear? Did they arrive with huge vacuum cleaners and suck it all up? I think it is simpler than that. They struck oil and oil is poisonous to whatever grows gold. As soon as they can get rid of all the oil, the gold will start growing again even if it requires reseeding.

All they will need is a healthy, strong, young workforce for mining and I do believe if you take a careful look at how the weak, ill, disabled and elderly, even middle aged, are being phased out of work and how your current crop of humans really only has about 10 years of good health in them, although they can now breed before they reach their physical peak for hard labor (breed at 10 -12 and physical peak at 15-16) you will see it isn't a conspiracy. It's a business plan.

Don't you just love it when a plan comes together?

So you can do it cheaper......

“Oh, I can make that at home. Why should I pay you ten dollars for it?”

Those words are the bane of every crafter and artist in the universe and then we all gather later and laugh our lower posteriors off at the goober.

It is my sage opinion that craft stores should put on free craft fairs for their customers to sell things and give every one of them at least $50.00 for showing up to exhibit.

Why?

Because you can do it yourself cheaper..... sure you can.

I was musing about that last night as I cussed the company that sold me the earring kits and, as usual, managed to leave a component out of one of the kits. In this case, it was a needed green bicone crystal. Green is the hardest color to come by and I wound up substituting an expensive Swarovski crystal. Someone is getting a deal on pumpkin earrings if they look closely.

There is one important sentence in the jewelry kits; tools not included. They forgot to say; skill not included. They also forgot to mention they leave things out and it is never the cheap part of which they give you an extra one and that if you mess up, well, you now need pieces that aren't in the kit.

So............. Let's look at the real cost of a pair of earring.

First, it takes three tools to make the earrings and one of them is available for under $10.00 dollars, but you have to find El Cheapo with perfectly aligned jaws and it will last about 3 pairs that way you get to buy another El Cheapo. Eventually, if you keep making anything, you will buy the $30.00 tool that works and lasts. So for argument's sake, you just spent $30.00 on tools to make a $10.00 pair of earrings.

Now, you might be getting something made from a kit because that is the easiest way and the cheapest way to buy the parts if you don't want to make at least twenty of an item. Since your crafter buys these kits in quantity to save money, you have to have at least 4 other people who want one of these or you get to throw the kits away. Then again, you might need to make a half dozen to get one half way decent pair of earrings. Kits are notorious for having the cheapest components which means your wires and jump rings are the thickest and the hardest to manipulate which means once again, you really need skill to put them together.

How do I know? Well, there are techniques and the hardest thing to make is a loop. Yes, you read that right. I am talking about the stupid little loops that abound in everything. I finally paid $30.00 for a class because like golf and tennis, you can't learn the technique from Utube or a book. Someone needs to take your hand and wrist and guide you through the process. I know because after years, yes years, of lopsided, wrong sized loops, I almost cried when I made my first perfect one, with my teacher holding my hand every step of the way. A hundred loops later, I can make one on my own! The next fun thing to learn is crimping. I AM NOT GOING THERE!

Oh, and speaking of those free videos..... Have you ever noticed the person is selling you classes, DVD's or books, who is making them? Now why would they tell you the secret on a free Internet video if they expected to sell you something? They figure after you buy the tool, you'll spring for the DVD to learn the real trick.

Now let's consider you are going to copy the artist's design and make your own earrings. You will have at least 3 beads in the earring. They don't come by the bead. You have to buy a whole string and since we buy at gem shows, the minimum purchase is $100.00 to get beads at a minimum of $10.00 a string if they are cheap. The real mineral ones can be $50.00 string or more. Then you need ear wires, T wires, O wires, spacers and jump rings. You don't buy those one at a time even at the craft store and you are looking at $2.49 a package. Now, do you want to do the math?

Better buy that pair from the artist because there is no way you are making them as cheap as they are selling them.

And why should the craft stores give us $50.00 each just to show up with crafts? Because some fool is going to spend $100.00 trying to make the item! That fool is going to be one of you who just read this.

How do you think I got into this business?

Furry Little Time Thieves

I have had a brilliant revelation.

People who wonder why time is moving so slowly don't have cats.

I started before 6 this morning, washing dishes, getting my half a banana and a boiled egg for breakfast, none of which actually required preparation. I made a pot of fresh coffee but the machines do the work.

And...THEN...

I decided it was the perfect day to change the bed.

All I asked was 5 minutes alone with the bed to change the sheets out. The concept of 5 minutes alone is so very foreign to a cat that they thought I had lost my mind and called for Napoleon to come and calm me. Five whole minutes without cat help, who am I kidding???? That simply is not possible. I might do something interesting like find a whole salmon under the mattress. Obviously, I had completely lost my mind.

Finally, after screaming and having things dropped on me and all the pillows knocked down in the floor and discovering the stupid sheets are too small for a standard mattress with a topper I got the job done. I know I have used these sheets before but apparently, I had a lapse of memory or an attack of the shrink fairy who is normally confined to my closet and underwear drawer. I guess she is branching out or has sold a franchise for the linen closet. Times are hard all around. I will have to buy the bigger set of sheets from Costco.

When I finally plopped down on the new bed that Napoleon is luxuriating upon and opened the laptop it is 8 AM.

Where did the time go?

Ask the cats. They are Time Thieves.

How to Get Unfriended: Basic Advertising

Simple Advertising Rules:

I used to work in advertising and I was very good at my job. I took it seriously and I took seminars in advertising whenever possible. One of the things that still amazes me is how many Pagans, Wiccans and Druids have an advertising background. If we were the evangelic type, we could take over the world. However, at one seminar with the best advertising guru I ever met someone asked what he would consider the first rule of advertising.

1. If you can't write, shut up.
2. If it isn't interesting, shut up.
3. Never let the background overpower the foreground.

I might add to stick to the basic newspaper format: who, what, when, where and why. If you answer those questions be ready to answer the last one: How much? And for the love of all gods and goddess, keep it simple, stupid. The less you say, the more the person you are selling to will fill in the blanks and the better your chance of a sale because they will sell the item to themselves.

Take the woman buying the perfect little black dress. The saleswoman extolled the virtues of the dress for dancing, nightclubs, cocktail parties and how you had to have one. Unfortunately she didn't make the sale because the customer was going to a funeral. If she had stuck to the versatility, construction and durability without being specific, she would have sold the dress.

So, why am I telling you this? I have unfriended some people simply because …...well....I'll make you a $20.00 bet they can never figure out the reason. If you know me, you know I only make sucker bets. Scots hate to lose money. It is because they finally drove me berserk. Never drive a person berserk who has a collection of swords or an unfriend button.

Try to remember that when you are working on the internet and Facebook, most people have a problem with memory, not theirs: their computer's and with download speed. This is why Facebook has an album function for pictures. It also keeps people like me from screaming. If you upload too many pictures one after the other, you overload the memory in people's computers and the nasty little bug called Flashplayer suddenly breaks and every picture and graphic on the page becomes a blank except Facebook's advertising. This means people can't see what they want to see and it also slows their browsing down to a drunken snail crawl.

The main point is, your personal page is not your business page even if your business is you.

Now, on your personal page, I firmly believe you should have anything you want. Upload pictures to yin yang. On your business page, please don't. This is where you should be using the album function like it is the holy grail. Nothing is more boring than 20 pictures of people you don't know, don't care about and have no idea why they are there. If you want to stroke people's egos, put them in an album and title it X Dinner Party. That way, the rest of us are forewarned not to open that album. If you want to showcase your accomplishments, group them by event. Above all else, attach copy to your pictures more than John Doe. Nobody is interested in John Doe unless YOU make John Doe interesting. No one is interested in your event unless you make the event interesting and if you explore the Facebook albums and pictures function, you will find they have actually made it easy to turn your pictures into a story that people will read!

If you are uploading from an event, be prepared to organize those pictures later into an album. But, while you are there, you need something called a narrative. Fifteen pictures entitled 40K run is not going to endear you to anyone. However, “Here I am at the first K on the corner of out breath and cramping just passing the dead snail I was racing,” is interesting. This will keep people reading and looking at the most boring pictures in the world waiting for the story to unfold. This also means the event is not the time to learn how to text. In other words, preparation is 90% of the job.

As to other tips, hey...I'm available for speaking engagements, consultations and seminars. In other words, time is money and I need to eat, too. Always remember, time is money.