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7000 ways to make your blog more interesting:
1. Come up with good content.
2. Link yourself to other blogs, so you can leech off of their user base.
3. Create a ridiculously long list of suggestions in one post to prove how useful you are.
4. Make sure to make the list so long, less than 100 is unacceptable, that readers will definitely want to come back for more.
5. Be sure load times on your blog take more than 90 seconds, because users like the feeling of anticipation for your secrets.
6. Repeat things, because it'll make the list longer and remind people what you wrote about.
8. Come up with good content.
7. Count correctly.
9. Make sure that your list has the right number of things (see 7 or 8).
10. Use your unimaginative, dry humor to make the experience less coma-inducing.
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7000. That's all folk's! Stay tuned for next time!
Bonus!
7001. Be less annoying.
Anyway, time to digress.
So, chances.
There are so many opportunities that I see, but miss, it makes me wonder if I have inadvertently ruined some part of my future. Of course, there have been instances where I look back in retrospect and give a sigh of relief, because I had made the right decision. Nonetheless, I feel like I have let too many things slip through my hands.
Should I have become an actor? Should I have paid for her meal? Should I have charged those batteries when they weren't fully drained? Should I have waited for the bus instead of spending half and hour walking home? Should I have spiced up my sentence structures to provide variety? Should I have asked if she has a boyfriend or not? Should I have worn more recognizable clothing so the job fair people would remember me? Should I have gotten a hair cut? Should I have washed the car before getting it fixed? Should I have stuck with the team instead of running out to get ammo (in a video game)?
Recently, a couple of actors (2) have been messaging me about helping them promote their movie called 'Baby.' I wonder how this will all play out. I know they are interested in some college screenings, and I might be able to set one up, since I have connections. What if they need an extra actor/writer and hire me to be in their next movie. Wouldn't that be cool?
Of course, I'm sure they have contacted a hundred other people the same way they messaged me, so nothing that special is going to happen. Still, it'd be quite cool to be in a movie. Maybe I'll be able to get Photi started up again. Haha!
That's the problem. I can't start a movie until I have equipment. I can't get equipment until I have money. I can't get money until I have a job. I can't get a job until I make a movie. At least, that's the problem in that sector. I mean, I could get a job as an aerospace engineer, but at the point, would I be making movies? Maybe little videos for project prototypes, but that's about it.
Also, I should probably work on a screenplay or something.
However, I'm lazy. So, I'll make the world's first improvised movie. It is like a documentary, but it is fictional and sort of planned out.
Which would you rather be: Rich or Famous?
If you are rich, you can get whatever you want. If you are famous, you can get whatever you want for free. If you are rich and unfamous, people won't bother you for money. If you are famous and unrich, people won't bother you for money. If you are rich, you can invest and become more rich. If you are famous, you can invest and become more famous.
So, the question now is: Do you want people to know (and hopefully respect) you?
Would you rather have a lot of friends with a lot of fakers, or a few friends with a few fakers?
Would you rather leave a legacy with many or few?
What if there was a gun that went, "Few Few Few!" Could it beat a gun that went, "Pew Pew Pew?"
The program I'm using to write this with counts a space as a character. So, right now, this document has 3091 characters.
And now, that number is wrong. Well, not wrong if it only applies to the above. But, does it apply to the word "characters?" Hm... (Yeah, it does. And the period, too.)
Is it really about doing the right thing at the right time? Can it not be simply the right thing at any time?
The other day, I was telling a girl how unsmooth I am with girls. She piped up and asked, "Oh, like what?" Unfortunately, I couldn't think of any examples. So, in it of itself, that was pretty awkward and unsmooth. Why I even bothered mentioning it, is beyond me. Oh wait, no it's not. I'm just that unrefined.
You Know What Would Suck?
If you and another person farted at the same time, but the air pressure from their fart was so great, it pushed yours back in and then some.
Situation:
Someone touches the back of your neck with a frozen hand.
Possible Outcomes:
1. You scream and chase the person out of the area.
2. You don't react so they will give up and leave.
3. You create a pressure wave from compressed methane to send them screaming and running out of the area.
1. Come up with good content.
2. Link yourself to other blogs, so you can leech off of their user base.
3. Create a ridiculously long list of suggestions in one post to prove how useful you are.
4. Make sure to make the list so long, less than 100 is unacceptable, that readers will definitely want to come back for more.
5. Be sure load times on your blog take more than 90 seconds, because users like the feeling of anticipation for your secrets.
6. Repeat things, because it'll make the list longer and remind people what you wrote about.
8. Come up with good content.
7. Count correctly.
9. Make sure that your list has the right number of things (see 7 or 8).
10. Use your unimaginative, dry humor to make the experience less coma-inducing.
.
.
.
7000. That's all folk's! Stay tuned for next time!
Bonus!
7001. Be less annoying.
Anyway, time to digress.
So, chances.
There are so many opportunities that I see, but miss, it makes me wonder if I have inadvertently ruined some part of my future. Of course, there have been instances where I look back in retrospect and give a sigh of relief, because I had made the right decision. Nonetheless, I feel like I have let too many things slip through my hands.
Should I have become an actor? Should I have paid for her meal? Should I have charged those batteries when they weren't fully drained? Should I have waited for the bus instead of spending half and hour walking home? Should I have spiced up my sentence structures to provide variety? Should I have asked if she has a boyfriend or not? Should I have worn more recognizable clothing so the job fair people would remember me? Should I have gotten a hair cut? Should I have washed the car before getting it fixed? Should I have stuck with the team instead of running out to get ammo (in a video game)?
Recently, a couple of actors (2) have been messaging me about helping them promote their movie called 'Baby.' I wonder how this will all play out. I know they are interested in some college screenings, and I might be able to set one up, since I have connections. What if they need an extra actor/writer and hire me to be in their next movie. Wouldn't that be cool?
Of course, I'm sure they have contacted a hundred other people the same way they messaged me, so nothing that special is going to happen. Still, it'd be quite cool to be in a movie. Maybe I'll be able to get Photi started up again. Haha!
That's the problem. I can't start a movie until I have equipment. I can't get equipment until I have money. I can't get money until I have a job. I can't get a job until I make a movie. At least, that's the problem in that sector. I mean, I could get a job as an aerospace engineer, but at the point, would I be making movies? Maybe little videos for project prototypes, but that's about it.
Also, I should probably work on a screenplay or something.
However, I'm lazy. So, I'll make the world's first improvised movie. It is like a documentary, but it is fictional and sort of planned out.
Which would you rather be: Rich or Famous?
If you are rich, you can get whatever you want. If you are famous, you can get whatever you want for free. If you are rich and unfamous, people won't bother you for money. If you are famous and unrich, people won't bother you for money. If you are rich, you can invest and become more rich. If you are famous, you can invest and become more famous.
So, the question now is: Do you want people to know (and hopefully respect) you?
Would you rather have a lot of friends with a lot of fakers, or a few friends with a few fakers?
Would you rather leave a legacy with many or few?
What if there was a gun that went, "Few Few Few!" Could it beat a gun that went, "Pew Pew Pew?"
The program I'm using to write this with counts a space as a character. So, right now, this document has 3091 characters.
And now, that number is wrong. Well, not wrong if it only applies to the above. But, does it apply to the word "characters?" Hm... (Yeah, it does. And the period, too.)
Is it really about doing the right thing at the right time? Can it not be simply the right thing at any time?
The other day, I was telling a girl how unsmooth I am with girls. She piped up and asked, "Oh, like what?" Unfortunately, I couldn't think of any examples. So, in it of itself, that was pretty awkward and unsmooth. Why I even bothered mentioning it, is beyond me. Oh wait, no it's not. I'm just that unrefined.
You Know What Would Suck?
If you and another person farted at the same time, but the air pressure from their fart was so great, it pushed yours back in and then some.
Situation:
Someone touches the back of your neck with a frozen hand.
Possible Outcomes:
1. You scream and chase the person out of the area.
2. You don't react so they will give up and leave.
3. You create a pressure wave from compressed methane to send them screaming and running out of the area.