I must cookie him before he cookies me

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This is my ad. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My ad is my best friend. It is my life. This is my ad
I must master it as I must master my life.

My ad, without me, is useless.

Without my ad, I am useless.

I must fire my ad true.
I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to email me.

I must cookie him before he cookies me.

I will…

My ad and myself know that what counts in this war is not the impressions we fire, the noise of our clickthrus, nor the IO’s we make. Read more

Last breath

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Gazing longingly into her eyes…

He strained to glimpse the dream of his happiness fade from view.

She held him close as his liquid filled breathing,
too loud to be ignored any longer, consumed her faith for
the life they promised each other.

He knew it was over, soaked in his own life giving
river, at least an inch deep as he lay. Read more

Stranger in a Strange Market

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I used to be a huge Robert A. Heinlein fan. cat-thru-walls

The author of (Starship Troopers)…

After reading the Cat Who Walked Through Walls, in high school, I was hooked like stink on poop.

If you’ve ever heard anyone of a certain age, say or ask, if one “Groks?” You’ve been witness to a Heinlien fan.

It was Stranger In A Strange Land that led me to read every other novel he wrote.

Michael, the main character,(at least I think his name was Michael) was left on Mars and raised by Martians. These terrestrials of Mars obviously had an unearthly way about them.

When Michael returned to Earth, he was released into the public, under the eye of a select few. Read more

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