Because I’m broke, bitches! It was either this or spam you all
mercilessly about erectile dysfunction. You're welcome.
Like Charlie Sheen in Platoon, I'm a dad who actually volunteered for this. Now I just shut up and take the pain. My wife is like a sexy Keith David, catching that last helicopter out to work every day, leaving me in the chopper dust of two warring mini-sergeants, Bub and the Priestess, fighting for possession of my soul. And that makes you grandma. Consider this blog my letters home to you. It really helps if you've seen the movie.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Why I’m Selling Out (or How I Learned to Start Worrying and Love Google AdSense): A Manifesto on The Decision to Monetize My Blog at Posting #87 (Year I Peaked, as Both My Loyal Readers Know), How I Can Still Sleep at Night While Working for The Man and Pleading with Friends, Relatives and Strangers Alike to Click on My Little Google Ads For All Their Worth (But Not Really, Because I Just Agreed Not to Do That) So That I Get a Tiny Crumb of that Almighty Advertising Pie
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Adorable picture . That Bub is growing like a weed!!!!
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