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GOOD MOOD MAKES A DIFFERENCE?

A good mood sets the day. A bad mood? Everyone has one, but not everyone shares it over and over. And over. Is there a huge difference between the two?

BLOGGER’S ROLE? IT DEPENDS ON . . . ?

The blogger’s role depends on context. And money. If someone offered you $25,000 per post, and they give suggestions? Come on, you’d listen, I’d listen. Who wouldn’t listen? But who would start writing?

MORE FOOD? IT’S NOT A QUESTION

There’s more food on the table. Have another plate. If it’s Super Bowl Sunday you’ll ruin your team’s chances if you don’t gorge yourself. The barbecued little sausages won’t eat themselves. Grab a toothpick. Homemade Buffalo wings? Right there.

FAMOUS PEOPLE MAKE BAD DEALS TOO

Famous people are like unicorns around here: I’d have to make one up. Besides, I like famous people best when I know nothing about them. Call it the Elvis Effect.

BRANDED BLOGGER: WHO IS ON BRAND

Every branded blogger works their site like a farmer. They prep the page, sew the seeds (words,) and irrigate. But the best branded bloggers do more than irrigate. They irritate. It goes like this:

LIFETIME MISTAKE TO CHANGE?

Have you made a lifetime mistake? Better yet, have you done it quietly so no one would notice? Good job. Now, since we’re all getting down the road with less lifetime in front than in back, in theory, you want to change, you want to fix that mistake. Good luck.

SUIT CASE AND GUITAR?

“On a tour of one night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand.” With my biggest fan.

DEPENDABLE TRANSPORTATION FOR JOURNEY

This checks out.

LOST HIGHWAY? GET A MAP, BOOMER

The Lost Highway by Hank Williams is every road ever traveled. Some longer, some shorter, but it’s the same road. You can say you’re not lost. Go ahead. But we’re all old enough to know better.

YOUR LAND, MY LAND, OUR LAND

Your land is more than the surface under your feet. Go ahead and put ‘No Trespassing’ signs everywhere on a plot of dirt, but it’s still not enough. Why? Because it’s not your land, or my land, but our land. Here’s how I figured it out: