Jun 27th, 2010
by Dave Jeffreys.
About 30 years ago a mate named Stuie and I would get dressed up in our finest going out gear and hit the pubs and clubs on a Friday and Saturday night. Of course we told ourselves that we were out for a good time, in reality we were out to impress the fairer sex. To put it bluntly we were trying to “snag a chick” or more hopefully find the lady of our dreams.
Now the girls would tell me that Stuie was pretty easy on the eye so I thought I had chosen a pretty good wingman. We thought we had all the moves covered and we had no trouble convincing girls to let us buy them drinks all night long. This was however where it ended.
One Saturday night we were getting ready to hit the town when my sister who in her day had she not been my sister would have fit very nicely into our target market asked us how we had been going. So when I told her how fantastically we had been going and girls were falling over themselves to go out with us she new straight up that I was lying. Read more... (603 words, 2 images, estimated 2:25 mins reading time)
Jun 19th, 2010
by Dave Jeffreys.
I am sure I am like many of you out there, life can get pretty full on at times. I run a small internet based business from home and 2 weeks ago we were lucky enough to get a feature article in one of Australia’s largest newspapers which resulted in a flood of new work. Of course we wanted to maximise the benefit of this free promotion and not disappoint any of our new customers so I have been working 12 hour days 7 days a week for the last couple of weeks. Don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining about all this extra work, its fantastic, we are making great money but this combined with a new 9 week old son (no I’m not getting much sleep!) means that on a daily basis I have not been able to put a lot of time aside for my IM tasks. In fact just getting through the day has had to been a real battle. Read more... (1184 words, 2 images, estimated 4:44 mins reading time)
About 30 years ago a mate named Stuie and I would get dressed up in our finest going out gear and hit the pubs and clubs on a Friday and Saturday night. Of course we told ourselves that we were out for a good time, in reality we were out to impress the fairer sex. To put it bluntly we were trying to “snag a chick” or more hopefully find the lady of our dreams.
