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Monday, June 10, 2024

June 10, 2024

Yesteryear
One year ago today: June 10, 2023, they get $6 billion.
Five years ago today: June 10, 2019, Providence 14.
Nine years ago today: June 10, 2015, 25 lbs of walnuts.
Random years ago today: June 10, 2009, I made shoes.

           Wow, have you seen the Trump rallies since he was convicted? There’s your proof the average American knows the regime is evil and Trump is the only politician who, right or wrong, does not hate them. I became aware of this sweep watching that French guy trying to turn back the tide. It’s the same old tactics of declaring a state emergency the instant the other side starts to gain ground. The Bidenistas were hoping creating a felon out of Trump would ensure his defeat but that has backfired so badly nobody knows where it will stop. He’s getting donation of $100,000,000 from widows. It isn’t just Joe shitting his pants over this. What’s troublesome is the calls for retribution are beginning to drown out the shouts for justice.
           Houses in Tennessee are listing in batches again, something I’ve never figured out. If it was a mill closing or a flood, it would be easy to figure out why suddenly 5% of the houses in some small city suddenly hit the market at once. Careful, a “cheap” house in Tennessee is relative to commuting distance from Nashville and still start around $170,000 for junk. Today’s unlucky city selling out is Mooresburg, which I guess is up near Knoxville. I hate Google maps for finding stuff. Being careful not to divulge much, there is a spot in Cumberland (near Crossfield) I threw in an offer for two weeks ago and they have not yet said no. My offer ends at noon this Saturday.
           It’s almost three acres, serviced, so to me it is worth $21,000. Somebody was going to build and put in a mobile home with a Florida room. Then they went broke. I have last day’s tip money in my pocket but decided against a movie. Nothing but remakes, cartoons and lousy Disney woketard movies. Prices go up, quality goes down, I now budget for one movie per month, in Tennessee, and the movie itself is secondary

           Here is what should be my second sale. This $25 tube taught me plenty. I’m totally convinced eBay are nothing but crooks by now. Part of it is they do not explain the consequences of making certain decisions they foist on you later in the game. I mean, after you’ve put in 60 hours time, then they tell you about the automatic charge after 250 items listed? And that the 30¢ per item is per month. This is doubly hard on me as there is (again) nobody I can ask. The guy with the tubes is very helpful but to get efficient, I’d have to spend a few days having him show me the ropes, sometimes over and over. He does not have that time.
           For example, it took me a half hour to figure out you cannot add pictures to your listing once an offer is received—even if the buy has asked for the pictures. Nor can you click on his message box, an eBay feature, and send him a picture of the item. You have to click on the button that states this message is NOT about an item, or it will not allow attachments. And these people are billionaires.

           How much do you pay for a wooden box? On eBay I saw them classified as cuboid containers for $500 each. You might recognize them as army surplus footlockers. Some teens in Washington state who ran skid marks over queer paint are facing ten years in jail. It seems traditional advertising, as in the newspapers, has leveled off at 11% of what it used to be due to on-line (intrusive) advertising. Yet, 89% loss of market share, but I never thought I’d miss it. You know, where you decided whether or not you wanted to look at it.
           You know, I tried advertising this blog, but the bastards could not follow orders. I’d pay to have this blog title placed at the top of a specific category and every time they’ve move it somewhere else where nobody would see it. One time I paid the Miami Times $54 to have just the title printed at the top of the column “Women Seeking Men”, in those days called a “dating portal”. What? I never told you about this? I paid $30 extra for being at the top, $12 to have a larger font, and $8 to have a border around it, so the ad could not be missed.

           The editor moved it, saying she had the authority to re-categorize it to a “proper” listing, which she determined to be in the business section. She said the ad was “too confusing” to her readership. I tried the same ad later with one of those 100,000 readership slots and they changed the category to Public Notices. It was useless to argue with these people.
           Ah, but why would I advertise? To see if it made any difference and because the early days were times when nobody knew what might go viral. When the blog was new and small (less than 50,000 clicks total), I used to know a lot of the women who read my posts. Some liked it, most were indifferent but found it amusing, and there were two who found it annoying but still read it. But the majority of these women agreed on several things, one of which resonated with me. They said by comparison other men were more boring on a daily basis.
           Makes sense, since I seek out any hint of novelty. I know what it is like to live for years beside boring people and I can’t stomach it. Now you have enough info to piece the rest together. I spent half a lifetime seeking a woman who did not bore me in the long run. Ha, most of them never got past the short run. I have turned down women I should have married because I know my own tolerance for repetitious boredom.

Picture of the day.
Florida’s largest mushroom.
(an invasive species)
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           An afternoon at the library and I forgot my earplugs and earphones. There was a gang of kids on bicycles taking turns getting off the computers for looking at porn. Worse was this scratcy voiced old lady, cussing at the computer, like it was the machine not understanding what she wants. She was going through a list of government offices changing her address, which apparently she was compelled to do. On and on, she went, full volume, the whole time I was there. I maxed out the rate I could enter, it is around 15 per hour.
           Before continuing, this is the stage area at the Legion. The stage is closed off in three sections, this is the first. When opened you see a small stage where a band like mine would set up. Open another and you see a regulation ballroom. I didn’t know that was there, the layout of the building makes it look like the next door tag agency. Nice place, great atmosphere, but I don’t even have the equipment to play a room half that size. Anyway, here’s most what I was prepared for.
           It was a fun gig, some of the bar crowd were totally into it, alas the bar is 100 feet away around a small corner. Sorry, folks, but every extra band member creates more problems that they are worth and that place is way too big. You should see it.

           The bottleneck is the eBay entry system, It truly sucks. It has coding errors, glitches, and inconsistencies on every display and field. Using the system tips us off that their users are conditioned to time-wasting and nonsense, that they must never have complained, which at this level can only happen because they don’t know any better. Not only are there no user-friendly features, there are outright negatives where they took away what was useful. Part of being a millennial coder is a complete lack of consideration on what the user would like.
           Prime example is the module where you post your pictures. This must be done one at a time, and normally you would edit the photo with a few finishing touches. So, you click on the edit icon and the the page opens. The cursor is resting in the upper left corner. Who could screw that up? A coder. You see, the icons to do the editing are along the bottom at the lower right. Stop typing, reach for the mouse and navigate. Each time, each picture. I doubt the courtesy of planting the cursor near the working area never crossed a single millennial mind in the years that eBay has had to make things work right.

           This means 100 hours of work minimum to enter 1500 items—at the library. Here, it slows to maybe ten, as eBay pages take a long time to refresh on this system. I estimate to make a sale a day, it will require 1,000 items listed, and that is a wild guess based on what little sales data is available on eBay. That turns it into a part time job unless you glom onto a product with larger margins that nobody else figures out. In once sense I have that, my stock is free. But the work is the listing and handling.
           The sites that have drop boxes to add to your cart are custom storefronts (I think). You drop a list and click on your choices. But this a bloody hassle. It’s not like that list is easy to populate. Each must be a coded HTML link, which makes most any tube less than $10 an overall loss. Another decision today was to connect up a dedicated computer. The real work is the database which means tube management is best when a computer is handy. Right now, the working copy is in the back office, where I’d not be happy with ten boxes of tubes. The owner, whom I’ll try to refer to as Jon, has one with no OS, so if it takes XP that’s done.
           Here’s a spot to mention Jon did not know me from Adam, so had little reason to trust, but he’s now seen the huge listings landing on eBay. He has full access to the accounts and if I was up to anything, there’s no way I’d do so much hard work. Also, he’s noted the efficiencies and has begun to list items the same. This means we will run past eBay’s free limit (250 items) later this week. But it also means we can pour double the resources into creating an eBay store, which is something I’ve toyed with for years. In case you are curious, how much do I have to make per day (net) to be a financial success with this venture? Just $14.02 per day, but I’ll settle for much less since I don’t need to “succeed” at it. It’s called “infrastructure” to any who’ve been denying it is an important element since I brought the subject up fifty years ago. I now have infrastructure of the kind that counts.

           Later, I’ve run the numbers again and I will need 1,000 items listed to make two sales per day. Therefore it makes the most sense to sell by price, highest to lowest. The lowest price tube I sell is $5 simply because less than that it is cheaper to throw them away. I’ll figure something out. I’ve also noticed most of the tubes in the boxes are unique. Finding three or more identical tubes has happened maybe five times so far.
           Bottom line is heat or not, I have to finish building a secure area for these tubes, and that means sheathing in the lean-to on the red shed. I’m hoping for some sporadic rain or I’m going to melt out there. No, Sally, it is not climate change, it is this hot every summer in Florida. Fortunately, I have the roof finished, so I can mostly work in the shade. But that shade is going to be over 90°F. Meanwhile, I have to find some way to silence the alarm on my cookie killer. It deletes dozens of cookies every time I long on to dBay, but makes a boing sound I can’t find to mute.

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