After days of trying to get this seemingly popular popup to work, I’ve thrown in the banana. I’ve gone to ClickBank to get my money back since PopUp Domination DOES NOT RESPOND to emails for requests for help, or customer service or anything else. Apparently the coders couldn’t figure out how to make it easy in the TEN WHOLE days they spent creating it….
I’ve posted on message boards - including a kick-ass recipe for banana daiquiries after giving up on getting anyone to help with this. Friends have tried to …

I just dropped the signed paperwork in the mail for a textbook publisher called Cengage Learning out of New York City. The company contacted me about an essay I wrote about homelessness last year and wanted to republish it in a book called, “Issues that Concern You: Homelessness, Vol. 1.”
Okay, I’m excited. It’s not the first book I’ve been mentioned in. It’s probably the 20th or so, but it matters most to me because it’s going to students who will be discussing the issue of homelessness. And that means …

Joe Noonan lives in the ocean. Well, he fishes, swims and takes people out to swim with wild dolphins every chance he gets. His entire life is consumed with his number one passion - dolphins. I told him he ought to share his ga-zillion photos with the world on a regular basis, and through more than just his website. So we came up with “Love from the Sea,” a weekly photo of the dolphins, fish and sea creatures he swims with and his life in the ocean. It’s free. …

I’ve never been a huge fan of pearls. I mean, they were nice and all, but I don’t wear jewelery, don’t even own any jewelery, and pearls react strangely to my skin, which tends towards the acidic side. But then I wrote and designed an ebook for a client about gemstones and I learned some amazing things about pearls.
Pearls are created when an irritant, like a grain of sand, or a piece of shell, mud or rock or something, lodges in a mature (3 years old or so) oyster. …

My birthday is coming up - this Saturday, Oct. 15th to be exact. And it’s off-limits to working for anyone else. It’s my day. I am not doing any work except on my own sites and for myself . It’s golden. It’s my day. Why am I bothering to make this so clear?

Every year I “help” someone else on my birthday and feel angry and resentful for doing it because it’s not what I wanted to do and I believed I couldn’t say “no” to my friends. I’ve been working …