This week I received a missive via email that inquired if I did this for a living? If this was in fact, my job. Now I know that sounds strange, but believe me, with email, as the bible sez, “all things are possible.“
No I do not do this for a living. As my wife would say … “In your dreams.”
Welcome to another “fact free” post from BoxcarOkie, consume all you want, it cannot hurt you. If you are a little kid, on your Mom and Dad’s computer, and your parents have NOT yet told you where babies come from? Do not under any circumstance read this, because it contains information that you and your buddies would absolutely kill for!
So thanks for the email sister, it will give me this opportunity to announce my presence with importance and authority! This — as pathetic as it may seem — is now my career. I truly believe that everyone should have a career. Careers give you money and a place to go during weekdays when there is generally nothing worth watching on television.
Last winter was especially tough, and the following summer, not all that much better. I had rooted all summer long (and a awful lot of last fall during the football season that I might possibly find me a NEW career), but it did not happen. I basically spent each day whining , miserable week after week, because I just could not get motivated.
It was at that juncture in time I gave birth to Creative Endeavors, and this began my grand adventure in Internet space.
At one time, my chosen profession was that of a Railroad Man, an unsung hero of the American Economy, working the odd hours for the consumer. Taking it one step further, returning home form Southeast Asia and my Senior Trip from High School, I became a lover, a fighter, a dirty old boxcar rider.
But I no longer do that.
I am now what you might consider, self employed, a fairly confident, self-assured net-communicator (man doesn’t that sound impotent or whut?) it doesn’t buy a lot of groceries and it effectively keeps me out of the beer joints and Honky Tonks as Cup Cake would say.
Each day, early in the morning I do my level best to try and express myself in a positive and healthy way (blow it out your nose Bozo … Read it again!) on the pages of Creative Endeavors. As I am semi-retired each and everyday is mine to do with as I please, and often I choose this instead of yard work.
There is nothing, absolutely nothing lucrative about doing this. I usually have more month than I have money, but I am not complaining, I know that one of these days my ship will come in, and it is my hope and prayer, that I am not out at the airport when this happens.
I am not stinking rich as some people have implied, but I wouldn’t mind smelling bad.
This is more or less my hobby, and I am free to devote as much time to it as I want or as little as it may require. I try to remember the importance of getting the point across in a clear, calm, concise manner (blow it out your nose Bozo, read the post again!). I understand that going off in a tangent is a sure way to lose readers’ attention, so I do my best to keep everything short and to the point (Not!).
Also this week, several letters of encouragement about keeping all of this “clean and free of hate speech and derogatory conversations in the comments section” was mentioned. This is a paramount goal here, we can be assertive but often tactful as well. A trait I borrowed from my bride.
What we post here is usually our very best effort, so understandably I find email critics a pain, we do our best to watch sentence structure, grammar, because we don’t want to come off as some backwards’ in-bred-Okie-Hick. Nothing like a comment from some email critic telling you everything that is wrong with your stuff, and they have eight to ten errors in that.
That will make your (my) day for sure.
Enjoying a good joke as much as a fair and honest debate, the subject and discussion can often get lively and interesting. When it gets mean spirited, obnoxious or pointless, it is gone.
What it is — is — Ordinary
No Big Deal.
I doubt if it will ever be famous (in most definitions of the word) and that I will never get rich from doing this. Just another wordpress blog. Often in life I find that I am moderately successful in most everything that I try to do, and we have done well with this.
You would not believe the amount of suggestion I have received to point out that all of this is somehow valuable, and that at some point in time, I could cash it in and go off to Honduras or Belize to live in a tree house.
I have had offers, but Cup Cake draws the line at me appearing totally NAKED and says that we don’t need the money that bad.
And I suppose … You out there don’t need the pain.
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