Want to scramble your brain?
(Sure, we ALL do!)
Try to follow along as Weedshare head honcho Steve Turnidge talks about fractal this, chaotic that, and music files.
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Okay, what did Kevin Gryboski do that got him disciplined by MLB? This is the first I’ve heard it.
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There was a message on the machine yesterday from the real estate listing service, saying that an agent wanted to show the house at 1:15pm.
The time stamp on the message was 1:16pm, and in fact, I was there, talking on the phone to my friend Mike Llorca. Before I knew it a blonde in a red PT Cruiser had pulled up out front and soon met a couple who walked in on me.
“Hi, I’m the surprised homeowner,” I said.
Now, the house was (and remains) clean. But I don’t appreciate such short notice.
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I also don’t appreciate her lackluster job of showing the place. The whole thing went like this:
“This is the living room.”
“This is the dining room.”
“This is kind of like the place we saw earlier.”
And done. I should have started my own sales pitch myself. “All the closets have built-ins, and this cabinet in the living room is an entertainment center. The study and living room have speaker wiring permanently installed, and a baby cam can remain in the bedroom if you’d like. I can walk to the library and farmer’s market from here, and the neighbors are some of the nicest folks I’ve ever met…”
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C’mon lunch…
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