

Or 1984.
Or 1984.
1984 right here.
I feel like the can opener in the Flintstones.
I’m an admin in Google Ad Manager for a few hundred sites. Saying that to say I’ve read a lot of their documentation. They have a great graph showing this very concept. Less ads, less money, happy users. More ads, more money, unhappy users. They’re aware. They aren’t pouring the poison. They’re designing the pitcher and selling different size cups.
Was super obvious last year when Israel was running ads on blogs about their occupation. Super cringe AI stuff.
Maybe they’re in the same pickle my company is in. We’re having to migrate from edgecasr to akamai before noon tomorrow.
Wish I could. Have to admin a bunch of brands on it though.
Wish I could. My job has me knee deep in it everyday trying to keep up with all this.
Worked great for a week, then the following week I had nothing organized and couldn’t remember where the bottle was left.
I’ve got two fixes that have helped me. The first is that I now have a bright folio case making it easier to spot. Black cases in the evening made it impossible. The second was Google home’s “find my phone”. From any room in my house, I tell it to find my phone and it’ll call. Huge lifesaver.
Thanks. Doc and I had a conversation about it just recently. He’s closing shop which means I’m back to shuffling record releases that go many moves and a decade plus long. There’s a quality of life that I’ve come to appreciate; it can get expensive finding a doctor that shares the same viewpoint.
Is the drive still there at all? Only a few days of no-dose and I no longer have the energy or consideration to even be motivated.
How so?
Honestly though, Melvina Reynolds was an amazing artist that started her career way too late in life. I have all of her albums. Beautiful musician.
Same. The repercussions from procrastination is my my motivation.
Dress up like a yeehad and throw some Baja blast in a harbor. That’ll raise some suspicion.
Absolutely have to get a run in before EOD.