Category Archives: Attraction Marketing

you wanna see “armies of customers”? look at this: those little dots going off into the horizon are PEOPLE, crammed together standing like sardines, watching Michael Jackson at his best in the Dangerous tour, 1992. That’s power. When i want … Continue reading →

put quite simply, there are gurus who know their shit and gurus who don’t. and people out there have the choice to get their “make money online” fix from either the guy who knows his shit or the one who … Continue reading →

Another exhausting weekend for me. Yes, i’m aware it’s Wednesday and the weekend is 3 days ago. But that’s how long i take to recover from a mastermind. Gosh, those things take a lot out of me. I especially hate … Continue reading →

So just like you, I’ve been bombarded with a bunch of bribe emails about Mike Dillard’s WWN (What’s Working Now) launch. But rather than get all giddy “like a school girl” and accept these wonderful bribes…I got worried about you. … Continue reading →

Imagine being 9 again… And your grammar teacher carries with him a thick splintered stick–worn with the beatings he’d given your classmates just minutes before. Fear pulses through your veins. He asks a question. And every time he turns to … Continue reading →

I’m coming to US and Ayeee…gonna do a Borat! Kidding. But I’m heading out tomorrow so I thought I’d leave you with something i’ve been thinking about lately. My brother and I have a pretty strange upbringing. We grew up … Continue reading →

They line the entire wall. All across that side. The shelves are stacked so heavy that they sag in the center from years of strain. Mostly, in the study, they’re just highschool and university textbooks. Endless references and software manuals. … Continue reading →

Last summer was perfect… The weather was warm with a mild breeze. Compared to the sticky and humid Sydney summers I’d been through over the past three years, this was heaven. With relaxed body and clear mind, here I planned … Continue reading →

I’m Grandpa’s favourite. At least, that’s what they say…

The Cancer is taking from his strength every day. And yet, he bends over backwards for me. Every so often, he makes the long, cold hike to my home. He uses a cane as a walking aide.

A loud rattle at my bedroom window wakes me from my sleep.

Being a night-owl, my reversed sleeping hours are unusual. The front-door is on one end of my home and my bedroom all the way on the other. It’s hard to hear anything this far.

Grandpa Going Around the Back
Grandpa Going Around the Back

So he comes around to the back. I wake up to his knocking on the window and greet him through the bars. I inquire about his health. Continue reading →

One Tree Hill was a landmark that facinated me when I was small…

I could see it from my childhood home.

Our house was 30 years old when we moved in. It was made from Rimu tree, and was transfered from another city in the middle of the night on the back of an enormous truck. When it arrived on our very sloped land at dawn, it was mounted upon thick wooden posts and made to stand level with the slope’s highest point.
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