Gah.
If you’ve been pondering when to buy large quantities of my products, now would be a really good time. I didn’t have enough money in my bank account today to buy peanuts and catfood.
I friggen’ hate begging, but I hate being broke, too. I’m still waiting to hear back regarding the job out in Maryland; if it comes through, I’ll be financially golden. If it doesn’t (and signs aren’t exactly spectacularly promising), there don’t appear to be many other prospects.
I have another new product line due out within the next few days: Dirt Cheap Documents. Fifty cents a pop. Not a lot of money, but there’ll be a lot of ’em.
Here’s a sale: buy $20 or more of my aerospace prints, and forget about the postage. Just make sure to mention that You Saw This Ad.
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There ya go. Gotta keep those cats fed.
You know, under the charter for the sci.space.history newsgroup you are allowed to advertise space-related merchandise you have sale there.
> sci.space.history newsgroup you are allowed to advertise space-related merchandise
And I’ve done so in the past, to resounding lack of an increase in sales. Notice the recent “NERVA” posting? Not a single NERVA print (or, in fact, any others) was sold after that. Similar lack of sales have occured every time in the past.
Some wells are dry holes.
If I could afford ads in Aviation Week or Air & Space, I think I could get somewhere. But I can’t. I was in the process of writing a series of articles for a well-known British aviation mag, but the editor I was working with up and vanished like a fart in the wind. I’m having series trouble catching a break here.
Well, I mentioned this article on sci.space.history and linked to your cat photos to show their desperate plight in regards to food; maybe that will stir up some business.
Regarding the editor vanishing, I get the feeling that the whole public interest in aerospace is pretty much conking out in a big hurry worldwide, as the “Space Generation” like me, who were born at around the time the Sputnik was launched, hit our dotage.
I had one of these as a kid; you probably couldn’t sell one nowadays:
http://mailhiot.com/wp/wp-content/gallery/comic-ads/jet%20rocket%20space%20ship.jpg
People would have been a lot more impressed with the Shuttle if it had a
Disintegrator Gun in the nose, and a load of nuclear bombs in the cargo bay, like the Soviets though it might.
That Star Map it came with was really something BTW; it was an actual star map used for aircraft or ship navigation, showing the exact position of all the major navigation stars in relation to your latitude.
It’s because these idiots kids out there today don’t care about space. They’re into Lady Gaga, that little Bieber punk, and Jersey Shore. They don’t have the attention span to follow something like spaceflight.
I think Lady Gaga is hot; and those songs of hers are damn catchy.
Even Eric Cartman can’t resist them:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zi9zcRDeEcQ
She’s a talented entertainer, there’s no doubt. Michael Jackson was as well; whiule I had little use for his music and less for his persona, it was impossible to deny that he knew how to entertain.
One of the links on the Cartman Youtube vid was to Gaga’s “Bad Romance,” which has been viewed 258 MILLION times.
Just watched “Bad Romance.” What strikes me is not so much that the fashions are simply bizarre, but that there might be some deeper meaning implied. The similarities to the Nurses in “Silent Hill” are undeniable. One of her outfits reminds me of Gary Oldman’s “old” Dracula. At the end she has torched a bed and cremated a man. The imagery seems to imply that the video is shot in some form of Hell, which would be an interesting notion for most videos.
Not as interesting as it was for Disney to set a scene in Hell, but still…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-Xwu-1PDzo
Sitting there in the theater as a nine year old was… interesting. The “souls” at 1:50 freaked me right the hell out.
Oh, you’re going to _love_ this:
http://vigilantcitizen.com/?p=1676
I thought “The Black Hole” was probably one of the dorkiest sci-fi movies ever done, starting with the glazed Eiffel Tower spaceship design.
About the time everyone went to Hell, I didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or demand my money back.
Of course, you are a lot younger than I am, and I saw it when I was in college.
(It just occurred to me that the woman I went to that movie with was the same one I went to “Popeye” with when I was asked to go into the lobby to get a phone call from my father, who informed me that my mother had just died on Valentine’s Day. You can say what you want, but some people carry horrifying Karma with them, and are to be avoided at all costs.)
You want to see something spooky sometime, watch the Italian “Planet Of The Vampires” which was one of the major inspirations for the movie “Alien”.
Disney’s spookiest thing was “Night On Bald Mountain” from “Fantasia”.
…or possibly the death of Bambi’s parents in the forest fire, which warped me for life regarding forest fires.
Oh, this is great, mom…next time can we go to something upbeat, like the burning of Dresden for instance?
Then there’s that horrible thing in the glass ball from the original “Invaders From Mars”.
I’ve avoided sandpits like the plague ever since, for fear of being sucked underground in a sand vortex to where they drill that thing into the back of your parents neck that makes them want to kill you.
That movie is probably responsible for hundreds, if not thousands, of severe cases of childhood psychological trauma that continued into later life. 🙂
It was the 3-meter ants in “Them!” that warped my brother for years. (Okay, I did it to him, using the movie.) I loved that movie because of the shots of the B-47; the airplane removed any curse.
I never really watched sci-fi movies until very recently. “GalaxyQuest” is my current favorite because most of the time I feel that my life works the way the movie was plotted.
My daughter may have been traumatized by Disney’s “Alice in Wonderland.” She saw it at the age of about 6, and didn’t sleep for two days. She said it made no sense at all and she didn’t see why it was a children’s movie. My son was never any fun to take to movies: he’d ask how the special effects were done, and has never quite grasped that others might be affected by what they saw on the screen.