wow-- just because i never come over to your house like we talk about, and that i spend all my time driving to north carolina and stuff...
invitation reads:
You are cordially invited to our 4th annual holiday party and white> elephant gift exchange! Please open and enjoy the attached invitation,> and let us know if you plan to attend.
Well-
i would cordially gladiate myself over to your party if i were there. i'd gladly cordialize myself, how cherry!
i would happily glad to your party, dammit.
(anyway, after we chat i am going to go look at the website for the clinton school of public service- and see how it goes. www.clintonschool.uasys.edu
oh he was such a rascal~!!)
LET'S TALK BUSINESS MINI (AND JO): how do you feel about fotographs that sell on the web, $1 each (13 minimum for thirteen moons per year). for each one dollar goes 5 cents to the enviro-mint. or is that too much? could be non-profit. the other part of the dollar goes to pay me. or and you.
-we get leagued in with patagucci and apple. we ally with people like american whitewater and code pink.
-oooo!!! on the back of the photograph, you "turn" your postcard over, interactive virtual wow!, you get goody enviro and not-so goodie news, you are informed that it is world aids day for example. and get links n stuff; and the sponsor labels are there.
-we advertise that with each purchase you are voting for a cause, like when you put the paper token in the boxes at new leaf and staff oflife for bringing you own grocerybag. that list gets published and voted for, and then the winner gets the percentage we choose. 1%? like patagucci does "1% for the planet" program.
-also each purchase can be "entering" a contest that we choose winners and do something cool like send a coupon for keen shoes or somethin.
you see we are reaching to build community somehow, with linkage to best info, a public voice for a dollar type thing... democracy wow! like democracy now.
-issues that we support change, sposorships change, our company oneFoto gets out there as a public service. clinton would be proud of us... !!!
we can host/judge a contest to win a super iPod for the coolest sounding plan for using it--
(dude i get to surrf everyday and they put the video in here)
(i am walking 10,000 miles and i sing the whole way. it will be forever stored here in this iPod)
(to hold video and documents for our 11-hour kiteboard/paraglide/base-jumping/ bridge crashing catastrophy prevention responder just-after-the-fact program.)
(to document our reality tv show that helps hippies feel loved again. we will showcase an in-house session in kind, camera-casual, called "homey-o-STAYsis".)
-did you check out the $25,000 keen footwear contest? go to
www.keenfootwear.com
wait, this one:
http://keenfootwear.com//default.aspx
get the planetCash-- befo' the planet crash!
+++++++++++++ i could see you spending free time at work working with me on it, call it oneFoto. or Mostcard. or oneShot.
if we sold 1000 calendar dailies at $360 ea., no tax. (exmpt) then we have raised 360k. we pay ourselves and 5% for the planet is 18k, 1% is only 3600. hmmm
what you think of the picture thing. don't give out the secret!!! call ME first!
sounds like i need to write a business plan-- how much does THAT pay?
maybe the % could sponsor the mlml, sponsor ecology action... santa cruz- centric sometimes. and colorado!!!!!! and asheville, the places we love and live or have lived. buyers start to come in and suggest a cause to support.
`ok so we get good enough that the photo changes every day. we work a 4-hour work week each getting that together. ha!? a person can order a year of daily postcards that pop up on their screen each day automatically because they are programmed into the "daily mailing list". or they are on the "moonthly list", with 13 cards at the first of each month!!!
or just a one time order, we reply to their email with a password link/ card.
~the average person can "do their part" for 13$. and at the least, with each order they are either-- giving to one person 13 different times throughout the year, or giving to 13 different people (including themselves) saving gas, saving from having a big truck bring FTD florist one-time delivery of flowers from the tropics, as nice as that is!!!!
-you picture a calendar your friend buys as a present-- $30 means 30 photos. we reply to the email they type in and confirm on the order page. they pay by credit card that pays some exempt credit uniony thing that pays us and is responsible for paying the planet-- a non-profit type or somehow tax lower/ thing.
-some customers get greeting cards for their whole email list-- $250 they would have spent on paper cards at longs. they are all the same photo we send out for the lists you know. at first the photo changes every week, then we get ahead enough that the photo changes every day and sell daily photos for big givers, and we'll get like half the year done in a couple weeks, boom done.
-non-calendar orders choose frm the portfolio, which is the cache of photos that are our history, our catalog/library, arranged by date. later the photos can be sold to life magazine because they reached so many people and the whole world remembers. no really, it's awareness to a potentially huge community about this and that... over time.
-maybe at an office, each screen gets one calendar, so many dollars for a tax exemption gift to employees, that becomes the wallpaper for the day if they like it. point is they could be photos that invoke conversation.
-we advertise thru the gnarly way, invading their email with pop-ups that look cooler than others. if they click it they get an order form and a proof page/cool website/postcard sample they click to buy one ($1) or more for the planet and their friends!!! can't most of this work be automatic by clicking to pay and sends us their email and it automatically sends link of the day with password of the day to the person.? with each emailed order the password changes automatically, a logarhythm, the thing that keeps others from stealing into the same postcard.
-meanwhile we are out surfing, riding bike too while it happens, we make our money slowly... how many photos do we need? they are amateur, or not! we have to talk, i am at home staying up late. haunted by this idea and wanting to make a scheme to get rich by 2020. yeah!!-- meaning:
enough awareness and info/news-bytes get transferred to the generally caring public that i feel like i have done my part to help make news prettier and more collective.things shift at level of friends/social/love and
u know...
Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
the need for $peed
if the title caught your eye it's because it is for real, the economy and money-making is set up for entropy and acceleration. and collapse, if you look at it that way.
multi-level mareketing works for a while, and profits those at the tops or the pyramid especially.
problem is, i don't want to keep mysterious cleaning goo, and bug-killing products in my house to send to some youbody. i want to send temporary custom, maybe interactive websites-- or greeting card sites-- that are delightful to unwrap. pictures and poems that only cost you $1 each to send create a package that is cheaper than flying fumigated, flaccid-nearing flowers from the orient to someon'e front door.
anyway, back to the money part, because i gotta raise money! take your typical 25k, annoying debt. to hammer down a 20k debt and pay off 5000 for a car, i would need how many $11 orders? 2,272.72727! let's round up to 2,273. if i sell it to 31 people, and each one of those sells it to one person to get their money back, then gets 73 people to sell it to... never mind, degeneration...
did you see how fast the marmot river returned to itscourse in paddler online mag? a time-lapse video isgreat! here's the link:http://www.paddlermagazine.com/news/?CT=READ&number=256
i am racking my brain for my own ~freedom algorhythm~ (misspelling on purpose). tonight i have degenerated into trying to reinvent the wheel on a particularmoney-making venture that gives back to the earth in more than one way: by saving a car ride or two; and by giving 5% going to the earth (bury the cash), much like the"1% for the planet" campaign that patagonia does...a sort of pyramid scheme that gives back, and gives up. gives up small cash for big beauty. you get art on the screen that goes towards protecting the real thing. a vote is cast as well with each purchase, for certain issues like proper dam decommissioning and resposible forestry. the medium is photography and poetry sent online like flowers. but more interactive than that as each person becomes the top of their pyramid. and not cheesy- wanting to 'parter' up towards a solution with bigger money (apple).
o i need a friend to talk to about this, thanks forlistening, it is so juvenile/young idea at this point. i think your job sounds cool. thanks again~
treesa rogerson, m.a.
ecology by design
831 345 3605
www.ecobydesign.net
it's like the picture club-- remember bmg's <<11>> you don't get the twelfth month because you must give that "month". what you get in return, however, to assuage your month without receiving, is during the full moon of the thirteenth month you receive another beautiful greeting card picture that brightens the day. it is in "receipt" of your giving in month 12 (you gave in the beginning when you bought) and marks the 13 moon year from when you received your first month's calendar greeting.
, sold in groups of 7 or 11.
the "taker" sends you a list of prayers,
you open the package by clicking the mouse. a password protected website changes when it leaves your hands to the individuals you pass it on to. each individual sends you $7 or $11 for your sending each of them a link and password.
you receive a slideshow of a certain number of photos and
you can get a subscription to them monthly, but it is a baker's dozen because it comes around each full moon, just so you know when it is.
you may over time begin to see patterns in your monthly arrival of your photos. in fact it is the 13 moon calender, and the 12 month practical the money gores
now before you get carried away in your thoughts, that is great. keep
multi-level mareketing works for a while, and profits those at the tops or the pyramid especially.
problem is, i don't want to keep mysterious cleaning goo, and bug-killing products in my house to send to some youbody. i want to send temporary custom, maybe interactive websites-- or greeting card sites-- that are delightful to unwrap. pictures and poems that only cost you $1 each to send create a package that is cheaper than flying fumigated, flaccid-nearing flowers from the orient to someon'e front door.
anyway, back to the money part, because i gotta raise money! take your typical 25k, annoying debt. to hammer down a 20k debt and pay off 5000 for a car, i would need how many $11 orders? 2,272.72727! let's round up to 2,273. if i sell it to 31 people, and each one of those sells it to one person to get their money back, then gets 73 people to sell it to... never mind, degeneration...
did you see how fast the marmot river returned to itscourse in paddler online mag? a time-lapse video isgreat! here's the link:http://www.paddlermagazine.com/news/?CT=READ&number=256
i am racking my brain for my own ~freedom algorhythm~ (misspelling on purpose). tonight i have degenerated into trying to reinvent the wheel on a particularmoney-making venture that gives back to the earth in more than one way: by saving a car ride or two; and by giving 5% going to the earth (bury the cash), much like the"1% for the planet" campaign that patagonia does...a sort of pyramid scheme that gives back, and gives up. gives up small cash for big beauty. you get art on the screen that goes towards protecting the real thing. a vote is cast as well with each purchase, for certain issues like proper dam decommissioning and resposible forestry. the medium is photography and poetry sent online like flowers. but more interactive than that as each person becomes the top of their pyramid. and not cheesy- wanting to 'parter' up towards a solution with bigger money (apple).
o i need a friend to talk to about this, thanks forlistening, it is so juvenile/young idea at this point. i think your job sounds cool. thanks again~
treesa rogerson, m.a.
ecology by design
831 345 3605
www.ecobydesign.net
it's like the picture club-- remember bmg's <<11>> you don't get the twelfth month because you must give that "month". what you get in return, however, to assuage your month without receiving, is during the full moon of the thirteenth month you receive another beautiful greeting card picture that brightens the day. it is in "receipt" of your giving in month 12 (you gave in the beginning when you bought) and marks the 13 moon year from when you received your first month's calendar greeting.
, sold in groups of 7 or 11.
the "taker" sends you a list of prayers,
you open the package by clicking the mouse. a password protected website changes when it leaves your hands to the individuals you pass it on to. each individual sends you $7 or $11 for your sending each of them a link and password.
you receive a slideshow of a certain number of photos and
you can get a subscription to them monthly, but it is a baker's dozen because it comes around each full moon, just so you know when it is.
you may over time begin to see patterns in your monthly arrival of your photos. in fact it is the 13 moon calender, and the 12 month practical the money gores
now before you get carried away in your thoughts, that is great. keep
Monday, November 12, 2007
my personal 7 year history of santa cruz, 9/11/2000
one question for you: what small adjustment will you make this week to address your own carbon footprint?
i must travel more by bicycle. i will drive less. this is a very pleasant prospect!!!
santa cruz, california became a magical new home for me in 2000, where so many ride their bicycles under rainbow eraser color sunset or silver summer fog. coming straight downcoast towards central california in a car called 'little foot,' from alaska's wild beauty and cool to cold summer nights, thru the volcanic chain of hot hip spots seattle and portland where i sped thru behind an applaudable 22RE toyota engine-- i ran out of money. that's alright, i got to santa cruz, maybe this boy from north carolina loves me.
the bike and kayak on my rack above were color-coordinated toys (oranges from a typical stellar west coast sunset) from the college years of raft-guiding and video-kayaking; and after my winter of graduate school in western massachusetts and the alaska vacation, santa cruz warmed me back up. starting a new milenium and it's all about me, i am traveling solo. a crazy guy (unbeknownst to me) i had met was kicking a hacky sack and i abruptly joined the group in front o the o'neill surf shop (inventor of the modern wetsuit for surfing).
that sunday i began a few year weekend career playing footbag net (http://www.footbag.org/), and made one of my best friends here that the 'crazy guy' had 'led me' to. i also found a wonderful first steady boyfriend. we rode bikes to footbag practice and everywhere together for our life. i was even 'sponsored' with a second-hand bike rack and paniers for $20. when we moved to the mountains for a serendipitous house-sitting opportunity, we would ride highway 9 down to town from boulder creek while the road was still one lane of traffic. wonderful. redwood air into my lungs on a gradual long downhill. cross the rr tracks straight.
the day i arrived in santa cruz was september 11-- "the year before," as i tell people. 9/11/2000. i truly woke up to this anniversary while visiting my family in north carolina with my boyfriend. in the living room, in new york time, my mom was watching the tube going down when i came into the white soft carpeted safe room that contrasted so sharply to the 100% pinewooden paneling and oak floors in the boulder creek cabin. we decided not to fly back on our ticketed return date, and dad gave us a 'disposable' car that we drove on a great road trip. i fainted in the convenience store in wyoming from period cramps. when i got back up to standing 6'-3" tall in the solar plexus-high aisles; no one in the slow store had seen nor heard anything.
my boyfriend had to wait while i crawled on the ground outside to feel good again, not really having heard from me what had happened. wyoming grassy wind tundra is so beautiful. so is coming back into california at the san francisco bay, from on high where the angels have wont. fresh west coast, sun and air, blue below in the bay turning to other blues where it meets the sky. when we parked the car back in boulder creek my boyfriend forgot to put the e-brake on the chevy cavalier, powder blue, and the car rolled into the redwood stump instead of any manner of directions down the cliff. trajectories that could have been include: into the house across the street, at about the kitchen sink. into the river 75' below, a canyon crack waterfall type of vertical drop. down the road 20' onto the second story huge redwood deck one more neighbor down. other paths could have been into the crack creek at a different point. all was lucky, it rolled special into the redwood stump with no harm. i donated the car.
i need a bicycle. my toyota is worth $14,500, which is just under my debt of fun i owe a temporarily 0% interest credit card.
i will be driving 3,000 miles to north carolina, to be with mom, where the truck will be worth less than that amount, but where i will still owe a california debt and will keep my truck.
antiques are worth more in the 9s zip codes-- i'll bring my dad's cache to burn at auctions to make my survival. i'll burn the furniture. i'll replace the imaginary debt with simplicity.
www.extracycle.com these people are touring with their band ginger ninjas. from: northern california, grass valley area specifically, actually willow springs. to: chiapas, mexico. 5,000 miles. with instruments and a pedal-powered p.a. system on their bikes, on their person, each of them. they will pass thru santa cruz.
'town' is the way to call santa cruz, population 54,500 as of 2000. community thrives in sometimes too-hidden pockets, and the spirit of and community and social experiment past and present is valuable to history. it has been exported in the forms of therapists, doctors of chinese medicine, activists, surfers wearing wetsuits, "surf city" residency where you deal with competition for cold waves and territorial surfers, where are mushy and really i am convincing you not to surf and crowd it up.
i kayak surf and "harm surfers". most of them-- board surfers-- are really nice now, and i have caught waves and gotten compliments. a boardie, i am one too, still scared to pitch and pearl. this summer i got to teach girls and young women, some older ones too, at mauisurfergirls.com i love to mix among the crowd, annonymous on a board and not in a kayak, sitting just outside and safe for the easy-to-catch free-and-clear ride where i will maintain my acceptance.
thanks to laird hamilton and others, like kite surfers-- they push the boundaries of what the definition of surfing is. we are blessed in a renaissance of surf craft!
it's almost as if kayak surfing was also invented in santa cruz... because of the world's 2nd biggest kayak surf competition at steamer lane annually. a classic, the world's best kayak surf athletes hail from its waters. i just won second at worlds and deserve to be second place, anough said for now. remember, practical gear for idealistic ramble from addictive lifestyles that from santa cruz to other communities around the globe. santa cruz deprecates itself, as i have as a member of the town.
the 'bike church' called from a tree-lined yippie urban neighborhood at the city center.
ken foster of terranovalandscaping.com was the first landscape contractor i met in santa cruz to
i must travel more by bicycle. i will drive less. this is a very pleasant prospect!!!
santa cruz, california became a magical new home for me in 2000, where so many ride their bicycles under rainbow eraser color sunset or silver summer fog. coming straight downcoast towards central california in a car called 'little foot,' from alaska's wild beauty and cool to cold summer nights, thru the volcanic chain of hot hip spots seattle and portland where i sped thru behind an applaudable 22RE toyota engine-- i ran out of money. that's alright, i got to santa cruz, maybe this boy from north carolina loves me.
the bike and kayak on my rack above were color-coordinated toys (oranges from a typical stellar west coast sunset) from the college years of raft-guiding and video-kayaking; and after my winter of graduate school in western massachusetts and the alaska vacation, santa cruz warmed me back up. starting a new milenium and it's all about me, i am traveling solo. a crazy guy (unbeknownst to me) i had met was kicking a hacky sack and i abruptly joined the group in front o the o'neill surf shop (inventor of the modern wetsuit for surfing).
that sunday i began a few year weekend career playing footbag net (http://www.footbag.org/), and made one of my best friends here that the 'crazy guy' had 'led me' to. i also found a wonderful first steady boyfriend. we rode bikes to footbag practice and everywhere together for our life. i was even 'sponsored' with a second-hand bike rack and paniers for $20. when we moved to the mountains for a serendipitous house-sitting opportunity, we would ride highway 9 down to town from boulder creek while the road was still one lane of traffic. wonderful. redwood air into my lungs on a gradual long downhill. cross the rr tracks straight.
the day i arrived in santa cruz was september 11-- "the year before," as i tell people. 9/11/2000. i truly woke up to this anniversary while visiting my family in north carolina with my boyfriend. in the living room, in new york time, my mom was watching the tube going down when i came into the white soft carpeted safe room that contrasted so sharply to the 100% pinewooden paneling and oak floors in the boulder creek cabin. we decided not to fly back on our ticketed return date, and dad gave us a 'disposable' car that we drove on a great road trip. i fainted in the convenience store in wyoming from period cramps. when i got back up to standing 6'-3" tall in the solar plexus-high aisles; no one in the slow store had seen nor heard anything.
my boyfriend had to wait while i crawled on the ground outside to feel good again, not really having heard from me what had happened. wyoming grassy wind tundra is so beautiful. so is coming back into california at the san francisco bay, from on high where the angels have wont. fresh west coast, sun and air, blue below in the bay turning to other blues where it meets the sky. when we parked the car back in boulder creek my boyfriend forgot to put the e-brake on the chevy cavalier, powder blue, and the car rolled into the redwood stump instead of any manner of directions down the cliff. trajectories that could have been include: into the house across the street, at about the kitchen sink. into the river 75' below, a canyon crack waterfall type of vertical drop. down the road 20' onto the second story huge redwood deck one more neighbor down. other paths could have been into the crack creek at a different point. all was lucky, it rolled special into the redwood stump with no harm. i donated the car.
i need a bicycle. my toyota is worth $14,500, which is just under my debt of fun i owe a temporarily 0% interest credit card.
i will be driving 3,000 miles to north carolina, to be with mom, where the truck will be worth less than that amount, but where i will still owe a california debt and will keep my truck.
antiques are worth more in the 9s zip codes-- i'll bring my dad's cache to burn at auctions to make my survival. i'll burn the furniture. i'll replace the imaginary debt with simplicity.
www.extracycle.com these people are touring with their band ginger ninjas. from: northern california, grass valley area specifically, actually willow springs. to: chiapas, mexico. 5,000 miles. with instruments and a pedal-powered p.a. system on their bikes, on their person, each of them. they will pass thru santa cruz.
'town' is the way to call santa cruz, population 54,500 as of 2000. community thrives in sometimes too-hidden pockets, and the spirit of and community and social experiment past and present is valuable to history. it has been exported in the forms of therapists, doctors of chinese medicine, activists, surfers wearing wetsuits, "surf city" residency where you deal with competition for cold waves and territorial surfers, where are mushy and really i am convincing you not to surf and crowd it up.
i kayak surf and "harm surfers". most of them-- board surfers-- are really nice now, and i have caught waves and gotten compliments. a boardie, i am one too, still scared to pitch and pearl. this summer i got to teach girls and young women, some older ones too, at mauisurfergirls.com i love to mix among the crowd, annonymous on a board and not in a kayak, sitting just outside and safe for the easy-to-catch free-and-clear ride where i will maintain my acceptance.
thanks to laird hamilton and others, like kite surfers-- they push the boundaries of what the definition of surfing is. we are blessed in a renaissance of surf craft!
it's almost as if kayak surfing was also invented in santa cruz... because of the world's 2nd biggest kayak surf competition at steamer lane annually. a classic, the world's best kayak surf athletes hail from its waters. i just won second at worlds and deserve to be second place, anough said for now. remember, practical gear for idealistic ramble from addictive lifestyles that from santa cruz to other communities around the globe. santa cruz deprecates itself, as i have as a member of the town.
the 'bike church' called from a tree-lined yippie urban neighborhood at the city center.
ken foster of terranovalandscaping.com was the first landscape contractor i met in santa cruz to
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