A Bargain Book

Recently, I was going through “My Author’s Page” on Amazon and discovered a couple of wrong entries.  One of them didn’t belong at all; and I was able to have it removed quickly.  The other was a copy of my book, “Mitch,” though the cover was all wrong.  After three frustrating days, more-or-less, I managed to find out what was going on.  It seems, if someone has a copy of my book, he can sell it on Amazon.com as a used book.  It is sort of a way you can buy my books at a bargain.  I don’t mind so much, but the book is automatically listed on my author’s page and I have nothing to say about it.

I guess it’s not really my page after all.  Not only is the used book listed on my page, but now, after all I went through, the new copies aren’t, leastwise not that I can find.  So if you want to buy a new copy, you can’t.

Well, I guess that’s okay.  At least you can get the book at bargain.  The book sells new for $6.39.  Think of the bundle you can save by buying the new one at over $30.00.  That’s right. They are selling the used one at 3 times the cost of the new one!  Go figure.  In the meantime, the thirty dollar figure is scaring readers away from the new books, maybe from my books altogether.

Another interesting fact, an aside.  The used book is “Currently unavailable.”

If you can figure that one out, let me know.

In the meantime, if you want the book, send me an E-mail.  (KAAY@att.net)  I’ll try to have one sent to you for $6.39 + shipping.  No promises.  The way things are going, even that might be a trick.

For those who have your books listed on Amazon, an additional note.  You might want to manage your own copyrights.  I found out that that the dates listed by Amazon are years later than mine.


I wonder…

If the book is worth $30.00, maybe I under priced it.

Not likely.  I think those who have read it will say it is worth $6.39 but not $30.

Chocolate Taste Horrible

One day I was making a cake, chocolate of course.  The cake was already done and I sat it aside to cool.  Then, I started on the icing.  I had combined cocoa, butter, salt and water when, for some reason I had to pause and leave for a short time.  I can’t even remember what it was, but a child was watching me.

Before I left, I cautioned the child not to eat any of the chocolate.  I told her she wouldn’t like it anyway.  In a while, I returned and saw the expression that told me everything.  It was obvious that she didn’t listen to me.  Clearly, she just had to taste the little bit of dark chocolate in the bowl.

It is easy to understand.  I mean, who doesn’t like the taste of a chocolate bar.  That stuff in that bowl did look very inviting, even to those who know better.  However, most everyone knows that chocolate is very bitter and it has a very horrible taste.  If you taste even the smallest bit, it will contort your face.  In her case, she rushed for the faucet, turned it on.  She didn’t wait for a glass but drank straight from the tap.

Well, there was no harm done.  There was plenty left.  After mixing it into the confection sugar, I iced the cake and we both had a piece of it.

Needless to say, though, it was a well learned lesson for her.

Sometimes I think about the incident and consider that there might be an object lesson that we might take away from it…sort of like, all that glitters is not gold.  In this case, it is more like…chocolate taste horrible.  I don’t know; maybe it is a stretch.  Anyway, I still laugh from time to time when I think about it.

I hear Pelosi likes chocolate.  I wonder if she would like it if I baked her a cake.

Location, Location, Location

I am told that the term, “old adage,” is redundant.  The word adage means, old saying.  So when we say, old adage we are saying, “old, old saying.”

Okay.  I get it.  So, I hope you’ll excuse my redundancy when I say that the old adage is location, location location.  Personally, I agree.  I am neither a professional business man nor do I claim any training in real estate.

Regardless, I think the guy who originally said it is more correct than he realized.  You see, almost every day I do business with someone.  When I do, location has a lot to do with where I spend my dollars.

Therefore, let me break down the adage.  The word, location is used three times.  Indeed, it has three meanings.  First, there is ease of access.  Second, there is security.  The third meaning has to do with parking.

Please permit me a word or two… maybe even three on each usage of the word.

As I said, first is access.  Whenever I decide to go to a store, I generally go somewhere nearby.  If there is a place within a few miles, why should I go 50.  Okay.  I’m being a little extreme, but I’m sure you see my point.

While distance is certainly a consideration, there is more to access than distance.  Do I really want to fight traffic for 5 miles or is it better to go 8 miles in light traffic.  Personally, I would much prefer to drive an extra few miles rather than face the traffic of downtown Memphis.  (Oddly, I have driven in downtown Los Angeles and I found the traffic reasonable.  Then again, that was a few decades ago.)

The second consideration is security.  Do I want to do business in an area where I feel safe or do I want to face the possibility of being mugged on the way back to my car.  I don’t know about others, but I find most downtown areas a little unnerving.  Every time that I must go into Memphis, I generally keep my head on a swivel and I remain a good distance from all those around me: black, white or purple.  In a matter of security, I am color-blind.

The third consideration, parking, can be the primary one.  If I can’t park within easy walking distance of the business, all else is moot.  In my own opinion, this is the primary reason that most downtown areas fail.  I get into downtown Memphis and then I have to pay through the nose for somewhere to park.  On the other hand, there might not be a place to park even if I’m willing to pay through the nose.

I mean, as I say, I’m not an expert; however, I do know why I don’t go downtown unless I have a good reason.

…and yet, when they built the basketball arena, when they built the new baseball park, they built them in downtown Memphis.  (in my opinion, dumb)  If there is a baseball game and a basketball game on the same day, you just might be better off staying home.

I’m not dumb.  I know why they built the facilities downtown.  It helps to bring people to the downtown area.  Then again, I used to go to see baseball games all the time.  Since they moved the park downtown I saw one game.  I have never seen the inside of the basketball arena.  I have no desire to spend an hour or more fighting traffic to get there and then spend another half hour looking for someplace to park.  Then of course, while walking to and from, I am in constant fear of some drug addict  deciding that he needs my money more than me.

I have gone to several Dodger games when I lived in Orange County.  It was quite a drive, maybe thirty miles.  However, it was almost all freeway.  Within the park, understandably, congestion was immense.  If my memory serves me correctly, the stadium seat around 50-thousand.  On the way out, once I left the parking lot, I was on the freeway, traveling at freeway speeds.  Oh. By the way; there was always somewhere to park.  Attendants provided organized assistance.  It worked very smooth.

Sometimes, people understand the location adage.  Sometimes people don’t.  It is what happens when government makes the decisions.  Dodger Stadium was built with private money.  The location was decided by businessmen, not the city council.  It was built without public money, so there was very little waste.

So, when they decided to change our healthcare, who designed it, the government… Obama and Pelosi; two people who know nothing about medicine.  Now, years later, it is still messed up.

Large Metal Boxes

About six months ago, I started searching for large metal boxes, steel or aluminum was fine, either would do.  I wanted something about a foot high and two feet long.  I Googled large metal boxes.  I looked on Amazon.com for large metal boxes.  I found nothing larger than two or three inches at the most.

It kind of surprised me.  Metal boxes used to be quite common.  Nowadays, I guess not so much.  Everything is plastic.

Now we get to the main reason I write this.  Ever since I started the search, I have been deluged with advertisements for metal boxes.  I wouldn’t mind.  Actually, I might even appreciate it.  But, as you can imagine, none of them was large, or even big.  That software that generates those advertisements don’t seem to be so perfect.  Moreover, all they have succeeded in doing is to just add to my frustration.

As a side note, I did find a solution, so all you advertisers need not bother me any more.  I was walking through Home Depot the other day and noticed that they sold one foot squares of metal, both steel and aluminum.  I bought six of them, some glue and got busy.  In just a little while, I had a 12 inch cube and it works great.  In fact it worked so good, I just might build a few more of them.

Isn’t it wonderful when difficult problems have simple solutions?

(This part has been added on.)

The thought just occurred to me.  It is a shame I know nothing about welding, other than a little about the theory.  If I knew how to weld, I just might be able to make the metal boxes and sell them to augment my retirement.  One thing is for sure.  I’d not have much competition.  Clearly, no one else wants to make the things.

How to Become Rich

Some might not consider me an expert on the subject.  Yet, I am now 71.  I have seen a lot and I have seen a number of people who became rich, some somewhat quickly.  So, I write this for those unaware of these methods.  However, I suspect most will be disappointed.  Most people are already well aware of them.  To save some time, I will limit my methods to legal, though not necessarily honest ones.

  1. Inherit your fortune.  While this method has the highest chances of succeeding, most people don’t have a rich aunt or uncle.  This pretty much eliminates our chances.  Still, if you can make good friends with a multi-millionaire, you might still have success with this method.  On the other hand, some have succeeded in marrying the money.  Naturally, for this to work in a reasonable time, you would want to marry someone who is old.
  2. I do not recommend this method.  It is very rarely successful.  Oddly, in spite of the odds, people continue to try this method.  Carried to its end, it usually works for the house more often than the gambler.  Some like the idea of buying chances on lotteries.  Obviously, some people do win fortunes with this method.  The truth be known, you would be better off taking part in the old illegal numbers games.  As I said, though, I am going to steer free of the illegal methods.
  3. Come up with a really good idea. There is a long list of people who have made fortunes off of very simple things.  Many times, I have seen advertisements for things and I could kick myself for not thinking of the idea first.  Some are so obvious.  In some cases, the inventions don’t even need to be useful.  I think back over my past and I find some of the most successful things were the most useless.  (Would you believe pet rocks?  Yep!  It made someone into a millionaire.)
  4. Becoming a lawyer. This works in a number of ways.  Forget practicing law,  The tort laws have probably been the one thing that made millionaires out of more people than any other one thing.  One judgment can result in untold millions for just a few lawyers.  I hear the lawyers advertising that they want to help the victims.  The truth, however, is that they want to use it to make their fortunes.  Even if you can’t get involved in a good tort lawsuit, you can still get elected to public office.  Just look at the senators and representatives.  They go into office as paupers and come out with the money overflowing their pockets.  I can only guess how that happens but I would suspect that at least some of it is illegal.  So maybe I shouldn’t include it in my list.
  5. Oddly, it does work.  I heard on the news about a preacher that died and had a bank account of over a million dollars.  When they checked on him, they realized he was just very frugal.  To succeed at this, it does mean doing without some of the niceties in life, but it does work.  Moreover, when you have the money to pay cash for things, it saves a fortune on interest paid.  The truth be known, if you live like a pauper, you might become a millionaire.  If you live like a millionaire, you will likely become a pauper.
  6. Become injured. This one is borderline legal.  Yet, if you are truly injured by accident and you can show fault, you just might be able to become rich as the result of a judgment.  This might have a major disadvantage, though.  It might mean giving up an arm or leg, or possibly your health.  Another disadvantage of this is that your lawyer will likely benefit almost as much as you.  Most lawyers require a 40% contingency fee.
  7. Become a professional athlete. Most people would have better luck in a casino.
  8. Finally, you just might go out and earn it. I know most people don’t like this method.  It is the one that you will find most rewarding.  More important, it is impossible to ethically earn a fortune without being a help to others.  It is the primary advantage of the capitalist system.

About the Numbers

In 1968 I stepped off a plane in Memphis, TN.  I was about to go through some concentrated electronics training.  At the time, I did not know that.  Indeed, I was going to go through 16 weeks of training in thirteen weeks.

Back then, they didn’t have calculators, leastwise not anything like we have today.  They had adding machines that weighed about 20 pounds.  Most of them didn’t even have the ability to multiply.

When I went through the school, we all carried slide rulers, often called slipsticks.  At best they were accurate to 4 places and we had to keep track of the decimal on paper.  Of course, we could simply perform everything on paper.  That would have likely taken 10 or 20 times longer.  Some operations (such as algorithms and trig functions) would have been virtually impossible.

This afternoon, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started messing with it.  I noticed it has a calculator.  Moreover, it could be set to scientific mode.  WOW.  I thought how nice it would have been to have something like that when I was learning electronics.

Bottom line is, back then I had the problem without a solution.  Now I have the solutions without the problem.  I haven’t had to solve any trig functions in decades.

Of course, they have very advanced, programmable calculators nowadays.  They can solve problems in a few seconds that I spent three or four minutes on.  Not only that, the calculation can have an accuracy of 10 to 14 places.  Makes me wonder all the more why the dummycrats can’t do basic math.

The Truth About Government

If I may, I would like to make a statement based on something I heard Dr. J. Vernon McGee made one time.

The best government in the hands of bad people is horrid.  Even, it will tend to get worse.

The worst government in the hands of good, God-fearing people will tend to be good.  Moreover, it will tend to get better.

Keeping this in mind, is it better to put the control of the government in the hands of people who want to destroy our government as we know it.  After all, even Obama promised hope and change.  I didn’t see much hope but I saw a lot of change… all in the wrong direction.  Do we really want to repeat that mistake and put the country of communists or are we going to learn from the last mistake?

The Error of Reagan

Way back when, I am not sure of the date, President Reagan made an error.  It was one of his few.  He agreed that they would grant citizenship to millions of illegal aliens under the agreement that the border would be secured.

Guess what.  President Reagan came through with his part of the agreement.  The dummycrats didn’t.  The border was not seured and it has not been secured to this day.

Not only was it an error but it has become a pattern.  It is similar to Charlie Brown, Lucy, and the football.  For anyone unaware, Lucy promises to hold the football while for Charlie while he kicks it.  Without fail, she moves the football right before he kicks it.  Poor Charlie never learns.  Every time, he misses the ball and ends up flat on his back.

I would hope that we don’t repeat the error of Reagan again.  If we do, maybe the Republicans are more foolish than Charlie.  Then again, maybe it is willing, or more accurately, designed foolishness.  Maybe they don’t really want THE WALL and they just want to hide behind the dummycrats.  Still, I wonder.  Do they really prefer to look so dumb?

I am beginning to think the only way that President Trump will build any kind of barrier is to declare an emergency.  If he does, he may as well do it right and build it coast to coast.  I mean, if he is going to be in for a penny, he may as well be in for a dollar.  More important, the dummycrats just might learn an important lesson, or maybe two.  For that matter, the rinos might learn a thing or two.

Then again, I doubt it.  I think that is just a little too much to hope for.  The dummycrats don’t want the wall so that they can gain power.  The rinos don’t want it because they want cheap labor.  Neither one cares a thing about the loss of life on both sides of the border and I don’t think they ever will.

Dummycrats and Lobbyists

When I first moved to my current home about 40 years ago, the four of us went to a nice place a few miles away.  After we spent the day there, we went to a drive-in restaurant.  My older son put away a foot-long chili dog and a 1/4 pound hamburger, not to mention the fries.  I would guess it would attest to a hard day at play.

Then, of course, we headed home, or at least I thought we did.  The area was sparsely populated and I was not familiar with it.  However, after about fifteen minutes, I started thinking I did something wrong.

I stepped out of the car and realized the sun was behind me.  Up to this point, I was convinced that I was going west.  Wow!  Was that a rude awakening?  The worst part was that I was low on gas and had no idea which way to go to the nearest gas station.  Fortunately, I made the right decision and went north where I found a station in a few miles.  Finally, we actually did head home, west.

I made a mistake, one that I seldom make.  I went the wrong way.  I guess I am not alone.  I heard about a pilot who thought he was going west and flew east to Ireland.  Most suspect that he did it on purpose in order to get around some kind ruling by the government.  There was also a football player who actually ran toward the wrong goal line.  Now that has to be embarrassing.  No one wants to score for the other team, especially in front of thousands of fans.

To be sure, it is sometimes a good thing to stop and take our bearings.  Sometimes, no matter how sure we are, we just might be going the wrong direction.  Certainly, no matter how convinced we are that we are going the wrong direction, we just might be headed toward disaster.  Had I not stopped and checked, I would have run out of gas.  There is no telling how long how long I would have had to wait for help.

If someone takes off from San Francisco in a little Cessna and goes west, he will not ever reach Reno no matter how convinced he is that he is going east.  It might not hurt to look down and see what is below him.  If the weather doesn’t permit, maybe he can use his VOR or maybe his GPS.  If he is convinced all the instruments are wrong, he is going to be in trouble.  That little plane is going to run out of gas before reaching land.

One thing I have personally noticed is that any time dummycrats and lobbyists get together, the Dummycrats will invariably end up going the wrong way.  During their recent little stay in Porto Rico, I understand that there were more than 4 lobbyists for each dummycrat.  Now that is a recipe for disaster.  Nothing good can come from such a thing.  Invariably, the Dummycrats will end up going the wrong direction and the lobbyist will do all they know to convince them they are going the right way.  Moreover, by the time the dummycrats figure it out, there might not be any gas stations around.  They just might be surrounded by open seas.

Elizabeth Warren Lied. Then Why Should That Surprise Anyone?

Senator Elizabeth Warren said it used to be that the minimum wage was a livable wage for a woman and her child.  Fact is, it never was.  I suspect that the reason she made the statement is that she never really held down a real job; I did.  My first job paid $1.35 an hour.  I was lucky.  The minimum wage was $1.15.  By the time I managed to start making $1.45 an hour, the minimum wage moved to $1.25.  I’m figured if I wasn’t careful, I would be making minimum wage, even if I never took a pay cut.

The truth is that $1.15 was not enough for one person to survive on, let alone two.  The truth is, if I weren’t still living at home, I wouldn’t have been able to survive on the 1.35.  Over the years, I saw the minimum wage go up over and there is no way that it was ever a livable wage.  It was always intended for someone just entering the labor force.  It gave a kid a chance to get some experience and establish a resume.  Without a college degree, hardly anyone starts out earning much higher.  Sometimes, even people with degrees end up flipping hamburgers for a while, and… they considered themselves lucky to have the job.

Increasing minimum wage should be done carefully.  It can end up hurting the people you want to help.  I have seen it happen.  When the minimum wage went from $1.15 to $1.25, we lost an employee.  I still feel bad for the kid.  He was still in high school and was trying to save some money toward college.  Though I saw just the one lose his job, I’m sure it was not an isolated event.  …and, by the way, we lost a good employee.  He was ambitious and worked hard.

 

Then again, why should it surprise anyone that Senator Warren’s would lie?  She’s a dummycrat.  It’s what they do.  I might suggest that she was just ignorant, but I don’t think so.  She knew what she said wasn’t true, just as she knew she that she wasn’t Native American.

NEVER BELIEVE A DUMMYCRAT!  NEVER!