Thursday, June 07, 2007

I've got the key/I've got the secret (apparently)...

For those of you who have been reading along this whole time (which, as I judge it, is INCraig and Harpo, with Meva and Snoskred following not far behind)....



You may remember the heady days of my early blogging life (aka September last year).

I revisited it myself this week, in a personal celebration of the tedious milestone that is my 100th post (it was the one about the rude waiter, yesterday).



But, did any of you pick my INCREDIBLY MISSED BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY?

There I was, in my innocence, casting around for something to blog about and taking MW's suggestion that I should ask the universe for stuff.

Apparently (so Oprah says), this is an INTERNATIONALLY RENOWNED PHENOMENON* which has made SOME ONE ELSE** very rich.

It's probably wrong to get huffy at the universe.

But I'm going to do it anyway.

Kicks are hard to come by down this way, and the Dalai Lama isn't visiting anytime soon, so I figure I'm safe. Or am I?


* I am not linking to that crap. NO NO NO.

** Why did Oprah arrange an interview with the so called "creator" of the Secret, and then spend all her time talking to the guy who, by his own admission, was running the biggest friggin' drug trade on the coast of the US, and who now describes himself as "a visionary"?

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


6 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

hey there,

gratz on your 101st post.

by the way you have been TAGGED!

I got tagged by onlineguy: “Each player of this game starts with 6 weird things about himself or herself. People who get tagged need to write a blog entry of their own as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, you need to tag 6 people as well and list their names. Don’t forget to let them know they’ve been tagged!”

http://onlineguy-surviving30daysonline.blogspot.com/

10:44 pm  
Blogger Snoskred said...

Oh, I totally knew you had the secret back then, I just didn't want to say anything in case other people wouldn't buy the secret and then it would be a massive business failure and all my fault. Hmm. I forgot for a moment that there's a lot of gullible people out there buying holy water from tabloid magazines and paying $4.95 a minute to speak to psychics. :) not to mention paying $4.95 a minute to speak to saucy half naked ladies.

Not to mention my very own Mum who has suggested we go to see John Edwards when he's in Sydney. It's only like $130 or so. I told her it's a complete scam but she believes.. sort of. She's not willing to pay the $130 to find out, so I guess we'll never know. :)

But haven't you heard? The latest way to make money is in blogging. ;) I must do a post about that soon.

Snoskred
http://snoskred.blogspot.com/

4:33 am  
Blogger Harpo said...

Well you made your request of the universe and it went and gave your wealth to somebody else. You may like to just feel enjoyably cheesed off about it or you can make another request of the universe — something like “I'd really like to suffer utter financial ruin and then be caught in a compromising position involving a gimp outfit and a platter of vol au vents” — and see who the universe gives that to.

11:52 am  
Blogger Rosanna said...

Don't even get me started on the Dalai Lama.

As for 'The Secret' - well, my mum brought the book. I read about two chapters, before putting it in the 'hopeless' pile.

Where do people get all this money? I wondered to myself. Only to hear the author is a fraud and owns lots of people a lot of money.

Revenge is sweet.

12:23 pm  
Blogger I'm not Craig said...

Hey, I remember that post. And that you still owe Harpo and I $75.00 each.

If you ever find out who I am, you can send me a cheque.

11:30 pm  
Blogger gigglewick said...

OL Guy,

done and dusted.

Snos,

When you find out how to make money from the kind of blogging I do, please let me know...

Harpo,

It was worth doing that post if only to see the words vol au vents used in a sentence.

Rosanna,

Yeah, but those people bounce back, damn 'em.

Dude/INC,

Yes. Well, you may extract it from me if you are able to locate my lair - it's in the shape of a giant head-of-Rex-Hunt, and full of molten hot magma (just like Rex Hunt, apparently) somewhere in the Victorian countryside. Of course, that's if my ill-tempered sea bass don't getcha first.

9:08 pm  

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