gazump [guh–zuhmp] v. 1. to cheat (a house buyer) by raising the price, at the time a contract is to be signed, over the amount originally agreed upon ∞ n. 2. an act of gazumping
I’ve been at this a while, the whole blogging thing I mean. Over the years, several friends have started their own blogs and have sought my advice.
One of the primary things I’ve told each and every one of them is this: Don’t blog angry. When people are angry, they feel like venting and writing is one of the best ways to vent. But writing angry material will most always turn readers away.
And, unfortunately, due to current circumstances, I’ve been angry, or some variation of it, lately.
So instead of embarrassing myself and writing things I’m going to regret later, I’ve been abstaining.
And that’s that.
We will all be flat on our backs at one time or another. That’s when you figure out what you’ve got inside. ↔ Vince Young
My good friend Bill texted me last week and reminded me of “Ramona” by Beck from Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World which, if you’ve been reading this blog’s sporadic entries, you know know has become one of my all-time favorite movies. So, instead of responding to his text (sorry, Bill), I looked up the song on YouTube and, anyway, here’s a great video.
→ CBS is set to kill and have a funeral for Charlie Sheen this fall. And we’ll be able to watch it on television.
→ I wanna hang with The Yes Men. Not for a super long time but just enough to see how insane they are.