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Schizophrenia – I’ve changed identities…again

Dave — Thu, 07 Apr 2011 22:31:47 +0000

Short version: Thanks for reading my blog. To continue to do so, you’ll need to subscribe again via RSS here.

It’s been a good ride

As I mentioned previously, I’ve started a company called Starved Fool. Currently, we’re developing a product called Quote Faster which will be launching in beta next week (more details on that later). In order to keep my sanity, and to scratch an itch I’ve been feeling for a while, I’m going to consolidate my online self under one name:

Starved Fool.

I’ve migrated years worth of email, my Twitter account (and followers, thankfully) and exported all my blog posts to blog.starvedfool.com (past comments will be available shortly). The blog even uses the same design as this one. See how easy I’m trying to make this for you? But there is one thing I can’t do.

Here’s what you need to do (please)

If you subscribe to my blog through RSS/Google Reader, you’ll need to subscribe to the new address: http://feeds.feedburner.com/starvedfool.

Go ahead. Do it right now. Before you forget.

See you on the flip side.

I’m officially a business owner

Dave — Wed, 09 Mar 2011 15:30:53 +0000

After years of crazy ideas and failed attempts at starting my own business (I can think of two times I actually sat down and tried to make something work – one fizzled and one became just stupid to try to pursue) I actually own my own business.*

Starved Fool LLC has been established.

Don’t go to the URL – I haven’t put up a landing page yet.

I already have a couple irons in the fire, one of which will launch in beta before the end of the month. The other is more of a long-term thing that I’ll keep you posted on when I can. I’m not quitting my job or anything like that – this is strictly something I’m doing evenings and weekends.

“What kind of crazy name is Starved Fool?” you may be asking. Below is a three minute explanation from one of my heroes (if by chance it doesn’t load properly, jump to 12:32 and watch to the end. Or, even better, watch the whole thing – it’s awesome.)

There you have it.

Here we go.

Wish us luck.

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*Well, my wife owns my business – she’s 90% owner. I always knew she was the boss but now we have the paperwork to prove it.

When someone offers you frozen meat from their trunk, you say yes

Dave — Tue, 08 Feb 2011 19:00:10 +0000

So this guy comes up to me in my work parking lot and was all, “Hey, I’ve got some frozen meat in my trunk that I really need to get rid of. Do you want some?”

And I think, “Hey, who am I to say no to this mustached stranger offering me free meat from the back of his car?” So I say, “Sure!”

He walks me over to his ’92 Corolla and pops open the trunk. There, next to a tire iron in a black industrial-strength garbage sack, is a bunch of frozen meat.

“Take as much as you’d like,” he says. “I’m trying to get rid of it.”

As I load my arms full of the stuff I ask, “Where did you get all this?”

“Oh. I shot something a while back. It’s been sitting in my freezer for a couple years and I need to get rid of it now.”

This man’s lack of freezer space was my good fortune. What a day!

As I continued to stack piles of the frozen meat in my arms I came up with a clever name for it: Trunk Meat.

I was so excited about my find I texted my sister in-law to tell her about it:

Me: I just got frozen meat out of the back of some guy’s car!
Sis: Ew! Why?
Me: Because it was free. I call it Trunk Meat.
Sis: But you can’t trust some person’s random frozen meat.
Me: He swore it was elk. I’m pretty sure he was telling the truth.
Sis: And I bet he swore that his beard was real and that he was a real hunter?
Me: Look, I haven’t heard of any missing persons or anything like that so I’m pretty sure it’s all legit.
Sis: So he did have a beard…
Me: No. It was a mustache.
Sis: That still counts. I’m telling you that’s sketchy.

Obviously, she’s jealous.

I put the meat in my trunk and headed home, whistling a happy tune the entire way. Oddly, my wife reacted the same way her sister did. Whatever. I have a steak to cook up on the BBQ come spring and if she doesn’t want any of it, more for me.

Moral of the story: taking candy from strangers is bad. Taking frozen meat from a stranger’s car is a blessing.

Thank you mustached stranger!

Illuminated sex glowing in the window

Dave — Mon, 20 Dec 2010 15:30:13 +0000

It’s that time of year again.

One really, really, really long text message

Dave — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 15:30:35 +0000

My wife received this as a “single” text message.

There’s this crazy new thing. It’s called email. Really. It’s amazing. You should check it out.