I always thought the love of money meant and included all Money. Short money. Long money. Money of all denominations. Including the pesos. You literally can’t give them away. You don’t have to exchange currency. But all Money isn’t good money. What does that money mean to your brand?
What is your brand? What is your vision? What is your dream clientele? What is your motivation? What inspired them to choose you? What was most important to them and are you providing it?
Makes sense right but how do you view it? The picture. It’s all about the picture. It’s great to use a demo. Value. Money doesn’t equate value. What does that mean?
What is important to the brand is important to the Company. The Company works for the brand. The brand is one thing the Company is another. It’s the battery. It’s the machine but the face is the brand. And branding is everything.
You only want YOUR money. Brand money. Is there anything else?
I am all about spreading the word on programs and people I believe in.
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When reading a blog, rarely do I care what makes you an expert. I do not research your validity, your background, college, current profession or name. It’s the topic Mr. Anderson…it’s what I Googled. It’s what returned. Where are these people searching for answers on your background on the internet?
It smells. It’s the taste. Your facts sound good, prestigious…I didn’t get past the third word in your bio. Keep it short, keep it factual, shrugs. Make it sound like music to my ears.
My phone doesn’t know who you are yet.
- Do you watch The Sopranos? Meadow is loosing her shit
- What is a question that makes you feel good?
- What year is The Sopranos set in?
- What does 4:44 mean?
8:15 pm 5/10/2017
I’m preheating the oven for some pasta I said I wasn’t going to eat. 8:17, I cut the oven off and laid on the floor and couldn’t stop thinking about tomorrow. Reflecting back on the last 364 days and what has happened:
- Moved out of the roommates mystery mansion.
- Moved in with a guy who told everyone I was his girlfriend and I played the role. Every minute was a low point. Moved out.
- Moved in with the sister. Money this. Rice on the floor that. Slept in the living room because the spare bedroom got turned into the garage because the garage was filled with non-rent paying junk. Moved out.
- Moved into my own place.
Now what. Everyday my head has so many thoughts and at this moment I’m looking for an answer to “is this ok?”
Trust the process. Tomorrow, somewhere around 10am, will be the anniversary of my retirement. To celebrate the momentous occasion I’m going to Topgolf. I hope it rains.
This show is when a lucid dream and what I can only imagine as acid meets. It is all over the place. This show is run by lunatic geniuses. Today is this dudes birthday, he got shot in the eyes, his classic car was scratched by his partner. A mess. What is this dudes problem? Soon they are gonna start cooking blue meth.
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