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This Is How My Family Spends My Money

Mojozoso — Wed, 23 Feb 2011 06:35:53 +0000

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aHdh6LiBKZM

Substitute “Daddy’s money.” for “Kyle’s Money.”

Newly Discovered Planet Emits Strange Signal. Coolest SETI Win Ever?

Mojozoso — Tue, 12 Oct 2010 04:02:27 +0000

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This is mine. I own this. Gliese 581g

Gliese is the Word

Hail Ants

I will keep this short, Youdopia. Apparently (above) received a signal from another planet. Gliese 581g was recently discovered. The signal may be intelligent. Maybe not. If so, then refer to the picture below. Thank you.

I , for one, welcome our alien overlords.

Coolest Shit Ever: Pictures Of Saturns Moon Enceladus From The Cassini Probe, and New Evidence Of The Possibility For Life There.

Mojozoso — Thu, 27 May 2010 02:11:04 +0000

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I love the moon Enceladus, Youdopia. I love it because it orbits Saturn, the prettiest planet, although Neptune is breathtaking (no thank you. I don’t want to see your Uranus) and… Enceladus may very well have life.

Enceladus shoots plumes of liquid water vapor, along with hydrocarbons (organic material) from its surface. There is likely a liquid water ocean, under a crust of ice, heated by the moon’s interior.

Holy Shit. I think I will be alive when they (officially, the truth is out there) find life elsewhere in our solar system. There’s Mars, Europa, Titan, and Enceladus on the short list for life, and Enceladus is unique because it’s tiny (500 miles across) but it shoots water all the time, and it has a hear source, and organic molecules. That means it seems to have the ingredients of life.

There are insanely cool high resolution images on the JPL site. I forgot we had the Huygens lander on Titan. Shit, we’ve done all kinds of cool shit out there, making this the Coolest Shit Ever.

The Future’s Uncertain. The End Is Always Near. Et Tu?

Mojozoso — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 00:08:44 +0000

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The Importance Of Being Earnest

Mojozoso — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 01:32:31 +0000

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I made a friend today. Her name (here in the floating world) is the Butterfly Temptress, and she’s sweet, funny, kind, and ill. She has stage 4 cervical cancer, and it’s travelled through her lymphatic system throughout her body… including her brain stem. Kiki spent some time online with her yesterday, picking out caskets. When Whitney’s school crisis came up, and we held a raffle to help raise funds, Butterfly Temptress donated money. She was fighting this, and in a financial crisis of her own (it costs a lot to die in America)… and yet she gave, and gave freely.

Now we’re raising money for her, and the wheel rolls on. The immanence of death makes the friendship process all the more intense and honest, because there isn’t time to fuck around. There’s no real point to this post, aside from the immediate and real.

So, ok.

Sex Flow Chart and A Little Life Update

Mojozoso — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 01:41:36 +0000

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I wish I had a cleaner copy of this image, youdopians. From what I can read, it’s pretty funny. I totally forgot from where I found this. If anyone knows, please let me know. I want to credit the site, and the original image maker (good luck, I know).

Busy as a beaver still. Money starting to happen. Opportunities piling up. I have business cards for the first time in a very long while. My god. My native ability to write in SEO is making the blogs I created a few months ago start to pay off.

We’ve been using a project management program that organizes one’s emails, contacts, and tasks. I hate it. It works wonderfully. I hate it. I am much more efficient with it. I hate it. I’ve wrestling with the issue of selling ad space, limited ad space, on a site that has half a million page views daily, to a member who can only spend fifty bucks. The original model was $25 per 50,000 pageviews. Sounds great. Is great. 50,000 page views lasts you a few hours. Then people would feel cheated, even when told in giant flaming letters ten galaxies high, ‘We get 400-500,000 page views daily”. So… we upped the minimum to $50 and changed to a pay per click model. That works better, but now the new minimum ($50) only lasts a day. I input an ad last night at 9:30pm, and it was gone ten hours later. 125 clicks, gone. It’s a good thing, but… one is faced with the conundrum. How to pay the thousands a month to run a site with 36,000 members (since January 08), and 400 new ones a day… a site based on community, and openness, and not being another corporate bullshit site.

I love it. I love the site. I love the people. I love the scene. I love kinky things. Kinky people tend to be more interesting. I love working from home. I even love working 18 hours a day, for the success of my family and our business. It’s nice.

The site is worth a good 20,000 a month in ad revenue, if we whored it out (did the usual industry bit, with header and footer ads, and shop pages)….

so far so good. Power to the people. I want to own a home, and a car. Angel/Devil. I’ve been choosing virtue more lately… probably in rebellion of the industry in which I am thriving. I am thriving. It’s all coming together.

Things have a groove now, a rhythm. The site for which I do the marketing (along with Kiki) is starting to come together. It’s a wonderful life. It’s nice to earn money from the sweat of my brow. I’m going to watch television. I realized last night, that I hadn’t watched a show in weeks. I had lost my chrono sync w/ society, like that French guy they put in the cave for a year.

night night.

I’m Going To Try… For The Kingdom, If I Can…

Mojozoso — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 05:42:14 +0000

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…cuz it makes me feel like I’m a man.

-Lou Reed

My dear youdopians, (Hi Karen!) things have become wonderful, at least in potential. Exorcisms work, apparently. Good to know. One can deduce a lot from that. Now, on to exercise.

I am the head of Marketing for a site that has 400,000 pageviews a day. Holy shit. Holy shit. It’s the proverbial ground floor opportunity. Unless I am very very foolish, or unethical, this could be the proverbial Golden Ticket. The first week went well.

I am going to kick ass at this.

Ashes To Ashes, Funk To Funky. Following Your Bliss Can Lead You Into Weird Places

Mojozoso — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 03:22:29 +0000

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I am busy as fuck. My wife and I have started a PR firm, and it’s going through the roof. It’s crazy how successful we are becoming. We started a blog three days ago, a digest of all the best bloggers in a certain genre… and it’s amazingly successful. It’s been live for three days,and we had over three thousand hits today.

My lovely wife is going to be on the radio tomorrow. She’s going to be an expert on a panel discussion, and it’s on a Spanish language station, so… super cool points for my sweetheart. My end of our business is doing well. I’m writing about ten blogs a day, along with press releases, correspondence, an online tutorial on monetizing your blog (I’m teaching it), and… shit… marketing, marketing, marketing.

It’s got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it.

More idols than realities. I’m ok. You’re so so.

The downside of this fantastic upheaval of fortune is this. We both get as much sleep as new parents. I’m punchy all the time, and I write like a goddamn stroke victim. Four and five hours of sleep a night for weeks is a killer. Thank god for fatty foods, sweets, weed, and Diet Pepsi. I’m going to live forever. However, we have made a SPLASH. We raised thousands of dollars through a pledge drive for a photographer to be able to have a showing at a museum. A real photographer in a real museum. It was a big deal and we pulled it off in twenty four hours. It was nuts. We’re really good at this. There just aren’t enough hours in the day, and we’re not making enough money for both of us to stay home, which is a super bummer.

So I’m looking for a full time job for supplemental income, but mostly for the benefits. One can’t be without health insurance in America. So… it seems like following your bliss may work. The universe has certainly been good to us in this arena. We meet people, network, connect… it’s crazy. It’s crazy because this isn’t a thought out business model. We just did it because.

And now I must go because the baby has peed through her diaper and soaked the bed. Ah, life.

“There’s an end of my cigar. The girls will wonder where we are.” – Konx Om Pax, motherfuckers.

Later. Life’s nuts, but good. I’m fucking tired.

Revolutionary War Shipwreck From 1780, Discovered In Lake Ontario

Mojozoso — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 04:03:27 +0000

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I like shipwrecks. When I was a kid, and I would read from the giant pile of National Geographic magazines in our living room, I always loved the articles about sunken ships. Whether they were World War 2 hulks, or doomed galleons, I loved them.

The HMS Ontario was a British ship from the Revolutionary War. It’s amazingly well preserved, with even the knots in the rigging still intact. There are 160 in that wreck. There may be logs, maps, and ledgers with text still legible (ledger/legible/legislate), and of course the trivial detritus of a real life. Toothpicks, combs, chamber pots, etc.

Here’s some raw footage of the dive site. It’s neato to me.