Now The ClamBake Cafe is Really Worth It!

If you hvae not been over there you need to check out The ClamBake Cafe on BlogTv.  It is really worth it.

So, What is NEW?

Yep, I went an done it. Developed a new look for my IBGS site. Why? Well, on the most part I did after finding out WTF works and what does not. And the site I had developed is What Works. Check it out.

IBGS

Blogsphere: Lots of Vacancy

I took a few hours and just surfed around the blogsphere here on WP.   It is distrubing the number of inactive blog sites that come up.  I mean, some of the sites I ran into had not had a blog posted to them since 2005.

I will leave it to those who have an answer for this to let me know what they think is causing sites to be abandoned and is it worth WP to leave them up?  Sure would make faster surfing for all of us if we did not have to surf over dead sites.

Just Had to Post This!

No, the person in this blog is not my alter ego? Though there is something in the eyes that would give you that impression. I just wanted to post Rinda Elliott’s blog since she is using the same theme as I am. It is interesting to run into someone else out in the blogsphere that has the same design in mind…I think it is cool and hope she feels there is room out here for two attempts at expressing something…whatever that something is…

SpyWare: What Finger Am I Holding Up?

What does SpyWare get ya?

I find it very interesting that every time I run my SpyWare Scan I get the same SpyWare programs placing cookies on my PC. And What does it get me? Truly, does anyone know?

If it is tracking everything I do then it sees that I do not click on Ads which are probably from their clients. And more then likely what I am looking at online is a real yawner for their staff reading the reports the cookies send them on what I am looking at. Or maybe they are seeing that I am checking out all of the latest SpyWare Scanning programs.

Humm, I wonder, I bet ya they could even see what finger I am holding up right now.

Spoken Like a True Texan

A man walked into the produce section of his local supermarket and asked  to buy a half head of lettuce.

The boy working in that department told him that they only sold whole heads of lettuce. The man was insistent that the boy ask his manager about the matter.

Walking into the back room, the boy said to the manager,

“Some butt-hole wants to buy a half head of lettuce.”

As he finished his sentence, he turned to find the man standing right behind him, so he added,

“And this  gentleman kindly offered to buy the other half.”

The manager approved the deal and the man went on his way.

Later the manager said to the boy,

“I was impressed with the way you got yourself out of that situation earlier. We like people who think on their feet here. Where are you from, son?”

“Texas, sir.” the boy replied.

“Well, why did you leave Texas?” the manager asked.

The boy said, “Sir, there’s nothing but whores and football players down there.”

“Really?” said the manager, “My wife is from Texas.”

“No shit?” replied the boy. “Who’d she play for?”

Puts You in Your True Place

I ran across this blog while looking for a cool web-site formate to use for my new web-site. This blog really put me in place and you too.

The Sietch Blog

Canton 1st Monday Trade Days: Lots of Changes over 157 Years.

Now days, for anyone to say they are from Texas they need to clarified the statement by saying what part of Texas they are from. Texas, as some may not know, is a large piece of real estate sitting in the South Central portion of the Unities States. With any land mass this large there is naturally going to be some cultural differences amounts it population and Texas is no exceptions. More or less Texans are divided up into five basic regions; North, South, West, East and Central Texas. Each one of these regions has a different culture and look.

But, the purpose of this blog was not to provide you with a lesson in Texas Geography, which I know there are people here in Texas who say they are from Texas who could use a detailed lesson on where exactly they are from. Being a Native Texan, I am surely capable of doing that, but again, defining a Native Texan is also another blog.

In this blog I am writing about a phenomenon that takes each month which brings all of the regions of Texas together in one place and even cultures from other countries like Oklahoma and the rest of the world’s developing nations.

This phenomenon has been going on every month for 157 years. Yep, just after Texas became a state and 15 years after my Great-Great-Great-Grandfather came to Texas from Ireland, this little gathering started on the banks of the Caddo River in the middle of the Caddo Indian nation of Texas.

It is now known as the Canton First Monday Trades Day. Yes, if you are from Texas you should know about Canton 1st Monday and if you have never heard of it and still say you are from Texas, well, I know I have another blog to write about that phenomenon in itself.

I have been going to First Monday off and on for over 45 years. Yes I am still a rookie when it come to those Texans I know who have been, and are still going every month, for over 80 years. I have some fond memories of First Monday and each time I go those memories come back when I look at how much the trades day has changed over just the past ten years.

My wife, being from Texas but who readily clarifies her statement with saying she is originally from the Northwest, has only been to Canton four of five times, but two of them was to pull into the friggin Dairy Queen they have right off I20 that she finds reminds her of the Northwest and I find less than ordinary. The other times she was in Canton were when I took her to First Monday.

Yesterday, yes that was a Friday; we went to Canton to catch the second day of the now five day trades day. Yep, the trades day has gotten so popular over 150 years that nobody can see all of it in one or two and most cases three days unless you hop on one of the hundreds of friggin electric carts that someone is ingeniously making a small fortune renting to people to attempt to cover more grown than walking will provide. But more on this sub-plot of how Canton has changed for the better and for the worst a little later.

This trip we made to Canton First Monday was our first in over five years. Why, well, playing golf allover the country usually has kept us away from going regularly, but since we did not have any golf to play this day we thought we would drive down to do some holiday shopping.

Well, the changes the City of Canton, Texas made to the Trade-Days grounds they manage was another phenomenon in itself. What use to be old gravel roadways and trade booth plots laid out on the ground with white stakes driven in the ground now are replaced with paved streets, covered concrete booth plots and two story metal building lofts with shops along with permanent shops spotted all over the 200 acres. To say Canton is proud of their facility is a huge understatement.

Years ago, the trade’s day held to its basic tradition of offering a place for anyone to come in and lay out whatever they wanted to sale or trade right there on the ground or on the tailgate of their wagons.. Back in the 1850’s the trades day was a crucial necessity to people to come in and get the staples they needed to survive in the new state of Texas.

Over the years the items being offered started stretching the imagination of what on earth some of the stuff people brought in to sell had to do with anything. Snake Oil salesmen and the carnival operators all were trying to find their place and be where there were lots of people to market what they had to sell. Most of that has been brought under control by the overseers of the trade day.

All of this was done in a very harsh environment and the trades days would go on rain or shine making for some of these monthly gatherings really messy events. This uncomfortable environment was causing issues so the organizers of the visionaries of the trades day moved the trade booths of dry goods and supplies up the hill to drier ground leaving the trade of livestock in the river bottom where things stand today.

What has taken place is the current trades day grounds where the dry goods and crafts are being sold has grown expeditiously while the livestock section, or Dog Alley as it is called now, is still crammed into the Caddo River bottom about a mile away from the more popular trades day facility sitting on the side of a hill just North of the Canton Town Square.

But getting back to what is taking place to day compared to just five years ago. The last time I visited Canton I was enjoying the environment I had grown up to enjoy with a split between gravel roadways with grass root ‘ma and paw’ vendors who gather up the stuff they have accumulated since the month, pack it all into the trades day to offer visitors to buy or trade and the fancy retailers who bring in the truck loads of items you see at Nordstrums. For the ‘ma and paw, vendors they are there in hopes of making a few bucks. I am sure many of these vendors have been coming for several generations and the revenue they make maybe their primary income. As far as the big vendors, they too have been coming for years and found that the market is profitable for them as well.

The covered pavilions are the place where the more commercial vendors set up shop with some of them looking like a retail store than a trade day set-up. None the less, what was being displayed in the ‘covered pavilions’ was more crafty items and antique furniture which was satisfying the huge elder and senior citizen market that attended the five day event.

Now, yesterday, most of my fond memories of strolling around looking at custom pit-grills and metal artwork were satisfied, but the new additions of two story lofted pavilions and the endless maze of covered concrete paths leading everywhere left this backwoods squirrel hunter lost to knowing where the heck I was at any given time. This could explain the bewildered look on one elderly gentlemen’s face of a glaring stare he had of the horizon while carrying a huge stuffed buffalo head down the aisle. He was probably trying to remember where the heck he parked.

The biggest and most aggravating change Canton First Monday Trade Day has made that not only was upsetting to me, but to everyone walking in the aisles was the hundreds of electric shopping carts driven by people without any apparent physical disability. Mental disabilities were abandoning, but physical, I am very doubtful. I will make this entire travesty a separate blog since I am still a little torqued with the two incidents where I felt the people in these carts were using them as their own armored personal carrier to bulldoze through the crowds.

Now, image, this was just the Friday of the Canton Trade Days. The main trade day traffic is Saturday and Sunday. Friday is for those who can get off work and want to see the items for sell before the crowds pick over the best stuff on the weekend. Yesterday was not real crowded but under the pavilions where the booths are side-by-side for a few hundred yards, it was getting really crowded.

For those of you who have not experienced this event, the Friday crowd is about a 10th of the size of the weekend crowds that come in from all over the WORLD to be part of this monthly gathering. Yes, that is right; people drive in from all over the world to see this phenomenon. While I was sitting and enjoying my huge slice of Coconut Cream Pie I overheard the conversation from a group sitting behind me who was from Canada. They were remarking on how much better it was to come to the trade day on Friday than when they came the year before on a Saturday. One made the comment that her bruise from being run over my one of the electric carts last year was just about healed. I took it that she was exaggerating with the light chuckles the group made from her statement as we all were dodging a teenager driving his personal scooter through the pie eating section of Canton.

Since I have experienced all the five days of Canton First Monday Trade day I can truthfully say, Saturday all day and Sunday afternoon in Canton is probably not the place someone who is closticphobic might want to be. Experiencing the trade day on these days is something for a person who has a ‘Herd Mentality’ because if you are shopping you have to be able to graze fast before the herd pushes you down the aisle.

I am all for change and overall, I like what Canton has done to the facility. They just need to get those friggin electric carts under control and maybe put the restrictions back for just the people who take the time to furnish a Dr Prescription. I know they are trying to keep the market crowds full of people who say they are from Texas shopping and trying to make it easier for those people who want to enjoy the time at Canton Trades day however there are some other alternatives. I’ll provide those later.

For you people who are FROM Texas, if you have not been to Canton 1st Monday Trade-Day, well, I am not sure what part of Texas you are really from, if you are really from Texas at all. I suggest that to solidify your official status of being from Texas you get on down to East Texas and check this traditional happening out. Then you will be certifiably from Texas even if you really are from Oklahoma.

YuWie: You Get What You Pay For!

(As my fans know, I am on a mission to report to them what is working and what is not out here in Cyberspace. In ‘what is working’, I mean, what will work to accomplish your mission if you are out to market something on the internet, or make some sort of money out here. So, I go out looking for the good and the bad that is out here on the internet…and No not all is bad)

I was trotting around Facebook in my usual manor bouncing back and forth between the private invitational only groups that have all of the heavy hitters of the internet and beyond as members when I trolled across this comment about someone checking out this site called YuWie…and then claiming ‘yaw, its real cool man. You get paid to be on that site.’

Well I was having a slow week in between speaking and seminars and consulting projects so I went over to this site and joined up. That was after I my legal beagles went through the fine print and provided me an executive summary of what this site was doing. So, I knew a little about what I was going to be getting into before I went. That was fair enough.

The bottom-line of the summary was YuWie was a waste of time since the site was one of the many groups sites popping up from the ingenious idea that if I get a bunch of advertisers to pay a site owner for all the hits they get to their ads then the generous site owners will pass on .000001% of revenue to the members of the site who generated all that site’s traffic. That is, they get paid that amount if they can produce an abnormal about of hits to their profiles where the ads are being flashed.

OK, I have seen these sites before and like I said I had some time so I signed up. Hey, I could use some chump changes like any other person on the internet. So I dived in with a very positive attitude stemming from the fact that there must be something to this site or it would not be up and running.

As usual it took a few hours to get my baring and to learn what the game people play. After about four hours I got to where I had my sea legs and found that I needed to put the filter on the requests I was getting flooded with from members wanting to be my friend. I had seen all of the dudes wearing Speedos, chick’s name Pat and guys name Abdulla I wanted to see. Yup, the first sign of a problem when there is more men’s chest hair showing in these aviators than on bikini beach.

I will have to say that the most positive note for this site was there were more people over 35 on their roster than in other group sites I have joined.

Now I could see that my stats were starting to go up from members hitting my profile. So I thought I better bring in a posse to join this site to get their point of views and if nothing else to watch my back. So I had three flying as my wing men while I launched into seeing what this site was all about. It was not a hour later I got notices from two of my wing gunners that they were bailing due to the Speedo factor being too much for them to handle so I was now flying a Deadman Formation with just one wing gunners. We reformed our position and I was back into launching blogs and comments. Then ten minutes after making new formation my wing man had all he could take and bailed due to the email flake he was taking from the MLM’s, Direct marketers and offers to sell discounted energy was too heavy for him.

So I was flying Top Gun on my own. And still my page views was not going up. I was hanging in there to make sure before I pulled out of this mission I had enough recognizance to make a full report.

So I went to the FAQ and saw where there was a question asked on how does someone get their stats higher? It was sad that one of the things that brings a lot of page views to your site is to write a blog…HUMM, since I am averaging over 10,000 words a day blogging that was no problem. But why would anyone want to blog on a site that is only seen by members?  And what does someone blog about to a site full of Speedos? So I just started typing away.

Now after posting a few blogs and picking out a few people who were into golf to ask if they wanted to be friends I was well into my second day and way over the 12 hour period time I spent on this site. I posted more, made more comments, asked more people to become my friend and all of that got me way up into the 20 hours of time I had spent on that friggin site and I have yet to get 1000 page views.

So now it was time to take off the gloves, call in the attorneys and start looking at the pay out for what this site pay people for all of this work and traffic members provide to this site.    $.75 a 1000 views….yep, that is right…that mounted up to what I figured was by the time I got to 1000 page views on my site I would get paid about $.002 per hour.

Yaw, it is time to bail and what I found about this site probably explains why there are so many abandon profiles on those sites. It is surely a shame that the creators of these sites do not have the business minds to set these sties up so they are like mini corporations and each person who joins gets paid for what they are capable of bring into the business not what they are mandated to bring in.

Now I know that me blogging about this site is just adding more attention to them and maybe I should charge them for that added traffic…Hummm, maybe that is how you make money with these type of sites.

It again is a real same the number of people who are working their asses off on these sites, keeping positive attitudes and wasting their lives away hammering people to get that page view. I am sure there are a few who are making a buck or two, but nothing near what the owners are making off them working their ass off.

Here is just one of the many examples of how the internet is running off more people than it is bring in. Smart business minded people will prevail long after these site’s founders are stuck explaining to their advertisers why they are getting so many views to their ads but nobody buying anything.

YuWie may be better pronounced PuWie!

For more insight and what is going on in the world of golf and business, check out the New IBGS site that is coming soon!

Procrastination Drives People’s Life Styles

OK, while my new site is being worked on I thought I would jabber over here for a moment.

This lag between Thanksgiving and Christmas is when everyone gets into a panic about everything. Like, I Gotta do this and I got to get this done before the end of the year….duh! Where the heck have you been all year?

Simply amazes me how procrastination really drives a lot of people’s life styles. I sit back and laugh out loud at people who put off something they need to do to do something that someone else wants them to do…sounds familiar doesn’t.

I’ll be writing about this issue over on The Duke Consults site and when my new site is up and running I will be corralling all of those thoughts in one place so you can just leave my site up and sit back and read about ALL kinds of things related to REAL life and not this

Learn more about what is REAL on the internet and what to do about it over at the New IBGS site coming soon.