January 23, 2009

• Hoes
  

  We're not talking the garden variety here either. It's enough to turn people off from ever gardening again as far as I can tell. Not all people, of course. Some have a higher tolerance for hoes than others. I reckon if your name is John you have an inclination to hoes. That may not be fair. Okay, how's this? If your name is john you might have an inclination to hoes. Never having been with a hoe I've got no business talking about them experientially. Yeah, I'm going to talk about them anyway. You knew that didn't you? See how smart the people are who read here? Very cool.

  So, I was cruisin' Amazon Boulevard today looking for a book. It was really hard to find the book because standing on every corner, milling around all the booksellers were all these hoes. One group of hoes were peddling health and healing. Some other gang of hoes were hawking their wares on the corner. Their patter sounded like this:

  What would it be like to, first of all, make a lot of money so you didn't need to worry about your bills, have a lot of the things you've always wanted, and do the things you've always wished you could do if it weren't for the money?

  You wouldn't believe how many johns were digging into their wallets. I thought they could save a lot of money right now by putting their wallets away and moving on down the boulevard. They couldn't hear me over the din of the hawking hoes. As I rolled past another group of hoes I could hear Ella mourning in the background, Love for sale . . . . They were telling anyone who'd listen all about how to find their soul mate.

  One thing they all had in common is they weren't giving it away. They were selling it. I've got nothing going on about people making money. Everyone needs the stuff in our culture. Some things just shouldn't be for sale. Like the air we breath and the sun that warms our skin on a bright day; the smell of a freshly mowed lawn or the fragrance of a flower. These things have their price it's true. You must stop for a moment and realize where you are, what it is and what's really important in life. I've spent forty years encouraging people to take a moment to be in the moment. A chiropractor friend and I were talking one day about the podcasts I put out. He said, There's got to be a way to make some money from something like that. I told him I'd never thought about it. He said, No, that's not how you operate. You just give it away. Interestingly, he's never charged me for a visit. It all works out in the end. I guess as long as people keep paying for it someone will sell it.

  Dork Alert: I'm such a dork! I wrote this earlier and then left it private. I wondered why no one had anything to say about such a tasty subject. Duh!

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