Just went out. Stickers ands magnets, I mean.
The response to my post the other day (here) has been encouraging. We’re very close now to making it out of the red – and there are still a few days left in the month to get there. I think we will.
Thank you, to all who answered the call.
This includes Tom Woods – who has been a good friend, generous with his advice as well as his support. If you don’t know Tom, you ought to. Check out his podcasts. They’re top drawer.
Also, a thanks are due Bill Meyer – who regularly has me on his radio show.
I’m looking into doing podcasts myself. Several of you have asked about it. I don’t think I’m Mr. Smooth on air, but maybe that’s why you like me. I’m not scripted. No agenda, other than trying to figure out how we end-run this Clover-cluster**** system we find ourselves enmeshed in. The back-and-forth with you guys has been as edifying as much as it has been entertaining.
Anyhow, the stickers and magnets are en route and should be arriving within the next few days. When you get yours, please send me a photo of it on whatever – car, toolbox or ‘fridge. I want to put together a photo montage.
Help me get the word out. Let’s make “Clover” like “baba-booey”… a meme for the ages!
Thanks to all of you!
-Eric
(And The Dude … pictured above.)
Help me get the word out. Let’s make “Clover” like “baba-booey”… a meme for the ages!
Type in “Clover” at the urbandictionary.com, it’s already there!
Hi Adam,
Wouldn’t it be awesome? I’ve tried getting in touch with Howard; I would love to be interviewed by him. He has some Libertarian instincts, though he also shares many statist preconceptions and has the “elite” mindset about the need to micromanage the peons for their own good, too.
Still, he strikes me as a mensch – someone you could talk to…
Lot’s of mail, but no comments yet?!
Is There Anybody Out There On The Dark Side Of My iMac?!
Speak to Me and Breathe
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RS1JLhO5GRc
“I’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands…”
“I’ve always been mad, I know I’ve been mad, like the
most of us…very hard to explain why you’re mad, even if you’re not mad…”
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don’t be afraid to care.
Leave but don’t leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.