One of the things I really enjoy is being able to get up in the morning, see a nice robust amount of  earnings in my Adsense account, and then watch that number suspiciously go down over the course of the day.

What is that all about?  Does anyone else experience this, or is just me?

I’m trying to figure out what sort of algorithmic assfuckery makes that happen, but it reliably happens everyday.

It’s like, somewhere Sergei and Larry are screwing with me, just because I like to get up late.

Which hurts my feelings.

I sleep late because Chris Cornell is dead.

And the Eagles are going to suck next year.

And because I may have a mullet, and even having one of those rotating hand held mirror thingies not knowing for sure is driving me crazy.

And it sort of feels like a counter intuitive way to motivate marketers to want to use adsense on our sites in the first place.

Yes, I know there are people making a killing on adsense in 2017.

I also know that BigFoot is reliably hiding out somewhere in the NJ Pine Barrens.

I also known Bigfoot hates Google adsense, and has one of those chrome extension ad blockers, so he’s a really bad example.  Plus, Bigfoot has no pockets, so he couldn’t even save his money if he earned some.

If you are Bigfoot, where do you deposit your online earnings?  Paypal?  No thank you.  Don’t get me started.

Anyway, I have absolutely no idea why you brought Bigfoot into any of this.  I just wanted to say – thank you very much, Google adsense.

When it comes to motivation, you are are like the Anti Tony Robbins.

Enjoy your day and see everyone soon.

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I am an author, artist and entrepreneur. My 2 passions are writing about, and teaching Marketing and Meditation. I like to think I’m a lot like Eckhart Tolle, if only he was taller, and a much better tennis player. (it turns out in person, he’s super short, has a terrible backhand and wears this weird scottish hat thingy that makes it really difficult to concentrate while serving) Plus he refuses to keep score and says ” it’s always NOW” when you ask who is up. Enough about me. We barely know each other. Stop staring. You’re making me nervous.