My cute dog is learning to heel. She almost doesn’t need to be bribed anymore.

The only trouble is she wants to jump on people. She wants to jump and twirl and generally wiggle at other people, cats, and dogs.

She loves cats.

She is very gentle in most situations, but the initial greeting protocol requires a lot of jumping. I should find out how to introduce another greeting ritual.

It occurs to me that I am tired of outrage.

What’s up with all this outrage all the time? I’m weary of it in other people, mostly as it expresses itself politically.

But I am more than weary of it in myself. Why am I always encountering things that are so far from the way they should be? I generally find this to be so in business.

Outrage has a long shelflife. It doesn’t roll off into quiescence. It stick around, like an artesian well…It just keeps bubbling up.

Halt. I don’t want to face any more outrageous situations.

i’d prefer to laugh and be silly

Just read an article in the journal about new ways for blogs to make money.

And notice, I have upgraded my site and now the monthly archives on the side show a (number). That number says how many posts I made in that month, all the way back to ’02 when I started this thing.

The numbers are embarrassingly low. I thought I posted 3, 4,5 times a week. Which would mean…at least 12 posts a month.

 But I post less than that.

The article suggests that if you take a site with 2000 visitors a day, you could make almost $800 in ad revenue.

I do not have 2000 visitors a day.

But maybe I would have more visitors if I posted more. Maybe then my site wouldn’t just be the internet resource for information about the camia flower and how to make popcorn.

Those are the two most popular posts. Two things that I would never have considered so important have turned out to be the only reason google remembers my name.

SO the lesson learned: Spew forth nonsense frequently. I might hit a jackpot.