This ringtone is a funky sizzler, mixed and mastered for small mobile device speakers to cut through nearly any hubbub. I did this sometime near the end of 2005.
16×20″ Unframed Poster Print – $50.00, tax and shipping included.
I took this photo on an overcast day in Gradac, Croatia, during a long drive up and down the Dalmatian Coast in the spring of 2006. It was a quietly busy time, when all the family-owned coastal resorts were gearing up for the mad rush of the summer tourist season. This handsome hound wasn’t working at all, though, preferring to enjoy afternoon fjaka on a bed of fishing nets and palm fronds, with the waves singing softly to him.
A friend of my girlfriend’s noticed our framed print of this photo in a social media post, and expressed interest in owning one herself. Well, I can do that for her, and for you. And until I get my photo print gallery set up, this is where I’ll offer it for sale. The 16×20″ unframed poster print will be shipped to you immediately (expect it in 5-7 days), so long as you’re in the US. International customers will need to wait until I get my photo gallery launched.
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Imagine waking up to this as your alarm tone, then having an awful day. You can’t do it, can you? This funky little number jolted the nation into an upright position a couple of weeks ago when I used it in a cooking video. Download the MP3 here, keep it in your phone or car, and feel the power of making people smile and dance wherever you go.
In the post-apocalyptic hellscape our descendants will almost certainly call home, wouldn’t it would be nice if the nomadic tribes of great-grandchildren roaming the coasts could still catch dinner from the sea? With the way we behave today, it looks as if they may be eating each other. And you may say, “Oh, shut up, John J. Goddard, that’ll never happen,” as if saying it’ll never happen is precisely what needs to be done to make sure it never happens. When I take my last breath I want to believe I did something to help prevent it, like telling you to stop eating so much tuna, salmon and cod, at the very least. Do I think you’ll actually change your eating habits? No. That would require major effort on your part — almost as much effort as it’s going to take to read this essay, or to do anything other than telling me to stop putting unpleasant thoughts in your head. But I’m going to ask you to change anyway, and give you a few reasons why you should at least quit tuna. Continue reading “America, Would You Just Grow Up And Start Eating These Other Fish Instead of Tuna, Salmon and Cod?”
While working to build this site and my company, I also continue to rack up 12, sometimes 16-hour days. I’m not complaining about that at all. I love it. I’m finally doing work I believe in, that I enjoy, and which isn’t ruining lives, society or the environment. But since I’m the boss, there’s no one telling me to slow down or stop to take care of myself. I have to remind myself that it’s okay to take a day off, to work 6 or 8 hours instead of 12 or 16, to spend time with my family, or to simply do nothing at all, maybe even sleep for 10 hours. If I don’t take good care of myself, the quality of my ideas drops, or I just don’t get inspired at all. That, in turn, affects you, my audience, whom I rely upon to fuel this whole circus. Continue reading “Take Care of Yourself.”