You Want A What?!?

I write for a living most of the time. I eek out a meager existence by getting paid a mill or two per word. For those that don't know, a mill is a tenth of a cent. There used to be a coin for that, however, that was early last century from what my parents have told me.

That rate comes from the time it takes me to put virtual pen to electronic paper, and crank out something that you'll actually see and by extension, read. Unless it's a screenplay, in which case I hope that at some point you'll watch the resulting movie, however as most of you know, not too many people know that I'm famous.

Time is the one thing that we can't get back. Sure, you can invent time travel, however, at the end of your travels, the thing you go back to fix may end up changing other things that you can't possibly take into account, as we've all experienced The Law of Unintended Consequences.

I take my words very seriously both here and elsewhere. Therefore, be it known that if you ask me to do something it will get done. However, you don't get to tell me how to do it. Well, actually you do to a point. However, I'm not a parrot. If I were, I'd be flying branch to branch in the trees of Redondo Beach where I live, looking for my next meal.

Someone asked me to write them a recommendation here, and I was attempting to be polite, however, that backfired. The gist is that they wanted me to write something that wasn't factually or grammatically correct.

I take great pride in the recommendations that I have written here, and I will continue to do so no matter what. However, as far as I'm concerned, I shouldn't have to be asked. If I believe that you deserve one, I'll write it myself when I have the time.