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Garage Sale Blog Network Personality Type

Have you guys ever had to take the Meyer's Briggs Personality test?  You know...ENFJ, IFTP, etc....?

There is a website that will tell you the personality type of your blog!  Here is the results for the Garage Sale Blog:

ESFP - The Performers

The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead - they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.

The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation - qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.

Tweet about Twitter - Goldfish in a Bowl

Everyone Is A-Tweet About Twitter

Yes, another blog post on the internets about Twitter. Shock me, shock me with your completely original content! But Twitter must be doing something right to not only warrant this post, but the thousands upon thousands of other posts that have been circulating since the inception of the company. So what exactly is it all about?

I’ve had friends ask me what Twitter is, how it works, what makes it special, and most recently, what its business model is, thanks to an in-depth report by the San Francisco Chronicle. My usual responses to said questions are usually along the lines of “Twitter is like the status updates on Facebook. Easy user interface means it’s simple to get started. Real time information gathering from friends and news sources, as well as top notch voyeurism. I have no idea how they’ll make money”.

To be honest, I can’t really think of a way Twitter can legitimately make money unless they decide to start running ads (which would, in my opinion, ruin the sites aesthetics), or, as the Funnelholic says, they sell that puppy to Google and we all move on with our lives. I’ve already accepted Google’s eventual world domination, so it would make sense that they would be the ones to acquire the all powerful Twitter.

I’ve been on Twitter since late 2007 (I am an early adapter, I’m bragging, I rock), and only recently have seen a giant spike in its popularity. Celebrities such as Demi Moore, Shaquille Oneal and Jack of Jack in the Box fame are all users; internet personalities (and must follows) Kevin Rose, Scott Beale and Nick Douglas are on here too. But why? Why put yourself out there for thousands to see your everyday moves and your thoughts about Obama’s executive salary cap or that link to the video with the thing that made you laugh five minutes ago?

Because why not? Clearly this is a day and age where privacy takes a back seat to ego and popularity, so why not broadcast your lunch to your peers? Why not re-tweet that funny musing from that guy you’ve never met but happen to follow? Why not? But not all tweets are created equal you see. Some are actually trying to get the message out to the masses; some are helping spread the word about charities, new technology, or just plain news. It’s all there, a mish-mash of personal outbursts, legitimate stories, and YouTube links. And that what makes Twitter great. It’s all there; you pick and choose what you want to use it for, and what you want to get out of it. This is what makes Twitter…umm…”twitterific”. “Twamazing”? “Twick-ass”!

So here ends the 1034^th blog posting about Twitter; now that you’re completely saturated with Twitter knowledge and knowhow, my advice to you would be to simply give it a shot and check it out; see for yourself. Oh, and follow me while you’re at it.

(check out Regal Clothing if you like the t-shirt shown above, or check him out on Twitter @RegalClothing)

Pictures for Vasco Da Gama's trip from Panama City to San Francisco - Vasco Da Gama

So I came up with a crazy idea - Vasco Da Gama

I´ve been travelling for some time now. Something like 14 months, I think. It´s been wild to say the least. I´ve been to South East Asia, India, Northern Africa, Europe, South America and Central America. As I´m writing this I´m sitting in a little Internet shop in La Chorrea, Panama. When I left for this trip I had no desire to come to Central America. But, here I am, it´s kinda strange how things turn out.

A few months into my trip I made a commitment to myself to take a few months and do some type of charitable work. My initial thoughts were to spend some time in an orphanage in South America. After witnessing the extreme amounts of poverty in India and elsewhere I knew that I had to do something to give back. After doing a bit of research I found that companies ¨offer¨ to place you with a non profit organization so that you can do some type of charity work. The only downfall to this is that this ¨offer¨ comes with a price tag. These companies charge you a monthly fee and some even charge you an upfront fee. I don´t know about you but I´m volunteering my time here and I don´t feel like it should cost me any fees up front. What´s up with that?

It was about 3 or maybe 4 months ago when I was in Santiago de Chile. It was time to make a decision about the charity work that I wanted to get involved with. I had just finished a Bikram yoga class, I was in the shower, cooling down (great visual right?) when this idea came to me. Instead of my original idea I wanted to do something that used my talents and skills. I also wanted to incorporate travel and a physical challenge. But more importantly I wanted to do something meaningful for an organization that was helping people, especially kids, who are living in poverty. I wanted to create.

So...I´ve decided to ride a bike, yes a push bike (no motor) from Panama City, Panama to San Francisco, USA. I´m doing in hopes to raise awareness and money for starving kids in Central America. I´m working with an amazing organization, Plan USA, who´s mission it is to eradicate the problems that children are facing who live in these horrible conditions. The ride is going to take 3 months. It´s about 5,500 kilometers and goes through 8 different countries. It is by no means going to be easy. It´s going to be the most difficult thing, physically and mentally, that I have ever done. It´s a wild idea. It´s possible and I hope to raise $15,000 for the cause.

I´ve been preparing. I´ve been training. And today I finished my first day. About 35 kilometers from Panama City to La Chorrea. I´m lucky enough to have a great buddy, Mike, accompany me for the first 2 weeks. Mike and I go back to San Francisco State University. We were having fun, telling stories, having a bit of a laugh but when our taxi driver dropped off us on the shoulder of a freeway (the starting point) reality set in. Were both prepared, have the proper equipment, and good bikes. But nothing really prepares you fully for the first day. So here we were near the Bridge of the Americas about to start a journey of a lifetime. Big rigs, buses and cars flying by us on the Pan American highway. Life doesn´t get much better than that...right? We took it slow, dodged a few buses and narrowly missed an assortment of road kill and finally made our destination. The first day was a bit slow, tomorrow we will pick up the pace.

My hopes are that by doing this I will be able to show to people that there are problems in this world that need attention. But more importantly there are people and organizations that are doing everything they can to make a difference for the children that face these problems on a daily basis.

I keep up the stories as much as I can.

Aaron

http://www.lasthillbeforehome.blogspot.com/

http://www.firstgiving.com/lasthillbeforehome

www.planusa.org

State of the GSBN - "The Future is the "State of Indiana" - Lite Bright

Here at the GSBN we've been thinking about how to freshen things up for the new year.  Some have referred to this mission was "GSBN 2.0", "The Semantic GSBN", or "GSBN-book".  Our current bloggers are a doing great job, however, as a blog network it's always good to keep things dynamic.  Many leadership theories advocate that the key to organization change is people change.  That is why I have accepted the mission to travel to the state of Indiana to recruit new bloggers for the GSBN.

So you may want to know why I chose Indiana. Sure, sure, the hotbed of blogging is in Silicon Valley, New York and D.C.  But did you know that Indiana's state motto is "The crossroads of America"?  What an interesting viewpoint to have as a blogger!  Additionally, the Indiana State website has rounded corners and user-ratings for each page, you can't get more 2.0 then that!  Indiana's main product is hogs, if my fellow GSBN's recall, the most successfully selling product at our garage sale was bacon!  Indiana means "Land of the Indians", last time we did our GSBN census we did not have any Native American representation.  I think the case for Indiana is pretty clear cut.

I will be traveling next week on the mission to recruit at least three new members of the GSBN.  I will be blogging from the road to let readers know about my progress.

At this time I'd like to give a shoutout to my Mom.  Thanks Mom for keeping my "Indiana - U.S. State Book Report" from 4th grade.

The Art of the Resume - Transistor Radio

In today’s economic climate, you would think people would take time in completing well crafted resumes.  Lately, however, I have had the fortune or mis, your call, of reviewing several hundred resumes for an entry level position.  Now I am definitely appreciative to have some choice, but honestly am I the only one who believes in the 1 page rule.  That would be, for those who don’t know, a resume should only be 1 page long because the reviewer is going to look at so many of these things that any more will get ignored. 

I can’t tell you how many 3 to 4 page resumes I have reviewed in the past couple days … FOR AN ENTRY LEVEL JOB.  This is ridiculous.  At first I thought, maybe, just maybe my printer was messing up and printing things at extreme font and margin sizes, but this would save maybe a page if things were off.  Look, I’ll give you 2 to 3 pages if you are applying for a C-level position, but really multiple pages to describe how you are qualified for entry-level!!!

I know the economy is bad and you want to impress me, but you aren’t going to do it with several pages.  All you are going to do is piss me off and make me say no.  If you can’t make an impression in 1 page, don’t bother applying.

Whatever happened to quality single page resumes?

A Ghost Named Coincidence - Ship in a Bottle

I recently moved into a new apartment but am not quite convinced that I am living there alone.  Several occurrences since my move-in date have caused me to wonder if I am experiencing a haunting.  Now, from what I understand about ghosts, they're generally in areas – parks, houses, hotels, etc. – with a history of some sort of evil and associated death.  Since my apartment building is only 2 years old, I find it difficult to believe that much has happened there that would be inviting to a ghost.  But then again it is San Francisco, so who knows. 

Incident #1: Restless TV.  The first night that I moved in, I set up my TV with an antenna that I'd used forever (yes, I still use an antenna).  It's a new TV (less than 4 months old) and a good brand with apparently no weird issues, and I hadn't experienced a problem with it before this incident.  Well, as I was flipping through the 5 channels trying to decide which ridiculous show to watch, the TV decided that I was going to watch everything.  Remote down, backed away from the machine, turning it off and then back on, all the TV wanted to do was flip through the channels.  Needless to say, I was stuck watching movies.

Incident #2: Misplaced pillows.  Upon returning from visiting family for the holidays, I discovered my couch pillows on my bed, neatly placed side by side on my bed pillows.  This may not seem like that strange of an incidence, but I would NEVER move my couch pillows to my bed.

Incident #3: The Ghost Whisperer. On the same night that I returned home from visiting family, I turned on the TV and went about making dinner, not really paying attention to what was on.  As soon I realized that, again, the TV was flipping through the channels, I walked over to it in frustration and just stared at it for a moment trying to figure out what could possibly be going on. Well, as soon as it had my attention, it stopped.  The show that it stopped on: The Ghost Whisperer.

Incident #4: Where is my goddamn phone?!?!  Some time went by between incident #3 and the happenings of this last weekend.  In fact, it had been so quiet that I thought for certain my ghost had tired of me and moved on… until last night.  I was cooking dinner and carrying on various text message conversations, leaving my phone in the same location on the kitchen counter after each message.  Yet every time a new message came in, I turned around to check it and my phone wasn't there.  Literally, I had to search my apartment for my phone EVERY SINGLE TIME a new message came in.

Is all this a coincidence?  Am I just losing my mind?  Only my ghost knows.

New Post - New Argument - Readers Decide - Rotary Red Phone

So one of the new things I introduce to the blog in 2009 a la reality tv and all that jazz is reality IM'ing and chatting.  This is where I'll have chats and actual arguments with friends and then after its done ask if i can post them to the blog and have readers decide who was right and wrong. 

First discussion "you left a raider's license plate frame in my car and i probably threw it out after 9 months of being in there - so who's at fault?"




Took place on G chat about 5 minutes ago:

Eric: hey were you seriously mad over that license plate thing?

 
Servando:  

i wasnt mad

but i am annoyed

i know its my fault

for leaving shit in your car

but that two things i have left there that have just dissappeared

 
Eric:  what was the other?

Servando:  my sunglasses

 
Eric:  oh

well i mean i don't want to disregard all responsibility on my end

i understand where you are coming from

but if there is a plastic license plate case

in my car somewhere

for about 9 months

and no one claims it

or i don't know who's it is

i will probalby throw it away

cause otherwise id have to ask all my friends and no names that have been in my car

over the last 8 months

if it's theirs

Servando:  how many peope would leave a raider license plate holder?

in car your car

two maybe three ppl?

me, berkies and ???

i cant get mad

Eric:  dude all im saying is

 
Servando:  it was me who left it there

 
Eric:  if i was irresponsible enough to leave something in your car

for 9 months

without asking for it

or getting it myself

i wouldn't be tripping out

and calling you at work

Servando:  im not trupping

i called because i remembered

and it was lunch

so i figured you would be out of the office

 

Eric:  it's not a big deal

i did feel bad

and quite honestly id offer to pay for another one if i thought it was fair

i would

 
Servando:  no dude

 i guess i just have different expectations

someone leaves somethign in my car...i notice it right away

and try to give it right back

and its not your fault at all

its mine

so dont trip its not a big deal

 

Eric:  well you're saying two very different things in that sentence

so it's hard for me to take it lightly

it's not teh license plate

i understand

it's the process and principle

being discussed here

Servando:  right but you have different expections on how the handle it

which i respect

i cant expect you to function the way i do and vise versa

right

we do things differently

im respecting the way you handle it

and its my fault

and im over it

thats all im saying

 me:  i respect that

and as a take away for me

if i see something in my car from n ow on

ill try my best to give it back to whoever i think it belongs to

happy ending

 

I'm right and he's wrong right readers?

 

Safeways Delivery Fee? TOTALLY WORTH IT. - Goldfish in a bowl

I had a plan; granted I’m not a huge believer in new years resolutions, I was going to write about the few that I made for my self last week (ride my bike more, stop dating guys with serious ex-girlfriend issues, abuse my friends in-apartment laundry more often, etc), but then I went grocery shopping and HOLY HELL WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS?!

I know grocery shopping on a Monday night is an awful idea, if not the worst idea in the history of mankind, but I was dropping off some things at a friends house in the Marina and thought, “well, I do need some salsa….”

BAD MOVE KIMOSABE. I did it wrong. Epic FAIL. Any other euphemisms to describe what a terrible choice this was. And here is why:

PARKING LOT: The Marina Safeway has what can be described as quite possibly the worst designed parking lot in the whole Western hemisphere. Not only is it always jammed with asshole drivers, but also clueless pedestrians. I almost ran over 2 elderly ladies, 1 family whose kids decided that running in zig-zaggy circles was an awesome idea, and 2 couples who were just chatting it up in the middle of the lane. BEEP BEEP ASSHAT, I’M COMING THROUGH.

INSIDE BUILDING: I thought I was going to have an aneurism. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! Don’t you come to the store with some sort of “plan of attack” like normal humans?? 98% of Safeways are built the exact same; it’s not hard to make a list, and attack the necessary aisles efficiently, and get on with your shopping. At least I thought it was that easy. Guy in the bread aisle with his cart parked right in the middle deciding if this week it’s going be whole wheat or 7-grain. Couple milling about the juices, arguing over which flavor of Capri Sun they want (Pacific Cooler vs. Cherry). Mild or sharp cheddar….HMMMM. Why is all the pasta gone? Is there a shortage on carbs? THE GREAT PASTA FAMINE OF 2009 MUST BE UPON US! LET’S MAKE A SCENE! Holy hell you people are BLOWING MY MIND RIGHT NOW! Am I the only person who took less than 10 minutes (+/- a few spent dodging completely self absorbed slow walkers and browsers) to get what I needed and get out? Apparently so.

CHECKOUT LINE: Is it just me, or are there other people out there who always get the checker in the 15 and under line that takes a century to scan produce. Seriously, how long does it HOLY CRAP is that guy STILL in the bread aisle?! WHHHYYYYYYYY?

The good news? I didn’t kill anyone. Better news? I got the last box of the pasta shells in the store. FTW.

This Christmas I'm going as the stuffed Turkey - Ship in a Bottle

This is a pre-Christmas story for those who feel like the holiday spirit is more of a trick than a treat.  I spent the last weekend packing up my old apartment, moving to the new apartment, unpacking at the new apartment, and cleaning, cleaning, cleaning the old apartment.  Needless to say, my body felt absolutely wrecked and very much in need of a hot bath. 

Last night I began filling the tub, I lit a few candles, put on some soothing music and located a package of bath salts for muscle aches that a friend had given to me for the flu years ago.  (I'd always been too afraid to sit in the tub at my old place, as it was generally quite disgusting, but the new tub is absolutely pristine and bath-worthy.) So, I opened the package of salts and poured about half of it into the filling tub before reading the directions.  Apparently the salts are supposed to be placed in a little fine-mesh baggy before being put into the water since, in addition to the salts, there were all kinds of herbs and berries and things that one wouldn't want in their hair or shower drain.  Oops.  I figured most of the damage was already done, so I took the bath anyway.

Well, in the shower this morning, I was soaping myself up and rubbing myself down as usual.  I cleaned my ears and belly button, my armpits and between my toes, and I didn't notice anything unusual… until I was performing my routine cleaning of another orifice.  I discovered things that I never thought I'd find inside me: rosemary, thyme and some little dried berries.  I thought, How fitting. I actually am this Christmas's stuffed turkey.