Archive for March 12th, 2008

12
Mar

Why Do You Need a Dymo LabelWriter?

   Posted by: Caprica    in Uncategorized


I think I’m pretty qualified about talking about both home and home office use of printing postage online stamps. Though I hate to admit how fast the years have flown by –and how long I have been online, by doing so I can point to the huge evolution in making life easier for small business owners in regard to getting their product out and on it’s way to their customers.

At first, I thought I really had no choice and so I took all my inventory to the Post Office by hand to be shipped. That was such a time-intensive effort! The only good thing that came of it is that I got to know some nice Post Office employees. But it’s totally not cost effective, especially now when everyone is trying to skimp on using gasoline!

Anyway, I finally switched to a pay-by-the-month service and was able to ship some of my inventory through the UPS mail rather than driving to the Post Office. It wasn’t a perfect solution by any stretch as I used all kinds of ink for my printer and that was expensive!

I really embrace the notion of getting organized and getting my inventory on it’s way to my customer. I like how LabelWriter connects to my PC to print labels and postage and what truly sells me on this product is that there are “no hassles, ink or toner.”

It like the 400 Turbo as well because it is easy to use, lightweight, and small in size but it prints high-res labels that work with envelopes, packages, files, folders and more. The 400 Turbo works well with just about any popular software that you and your business may be using.

 

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12
Mar

Eliot Spitzer’s Wife At His Side: Why?

   Posted by: Caprica    in The Love You Make, family, news, photo

Eliot Spitzer’s resignation had been widely expected since he said on Monday that he had acted in a way that violated any sense of right or wrong.An FBI investigation has implicated Mr Spitzer in the alleged use of a $1000-an-hour prostitution ring. He has apologised, but without giving details. Married with three teenage daughters, Mr Spitzer was once dubbed the “The Sheriff of Wall Street” because of his hard-line stance on corruption and prostitution. Mr Spitzer announced the end of his governorship. He was elected state governor in 2006 after serving as attorney-general.

For once, I can agree with Shrub when he characterizes Eliot Spitzer’s situation as “sad.”

Eliot Spitzer is the guy who so boldly went forward as New York’s “Sheriff of Wall Street” with an unforgiving stance on corruption and prostitution. Spitzer has now shown himself to be a corrupt politician who uses state funds to solicit high-end prostitutes.

And here is his wife (above), a highly-educated woman by his side at news conferences twice in a few days after his last recorded liaison took place as he left her and flew to another state on Valentine’s eve to have sex with a whore.

Firstly, if I were in her place he couldn’t stand up and hold a press conference because I would’ve broken both his legs.

What a disgusting man this is. Still, he is so self-involved that he trots her out and makes her share his humiliation. Ugh.

I listened to his initial press conference as he blustered on in the grand way politicians do and I thought this guy does not get it–at all.

And this morning upon reading more about Spitzer and other “disgraced” male politicians and the women who have literally stood by them as the cameras flash in the face of their disgrace, I really didn’t have to think much on the whys. They are sadly apparent when you have a good long look at these women. Silda is either medicated up to the eyeballs or in shock.

But still, why would a woman stand by such a grotesque example of a man? What is she telling her three teenage girls by example, about the place a woman stands in a public marriage–in any marriage. Was poor, disgraced Silda always just a stoic prop at her husband’s side?

Only time will tell if she plans to leave him and write a tell-all book ala former New Jersey Gov. Jim McGreevey’s wife, Dina (later to appear on Oprah–giving her side of the story) or continue to suffer through being the wife to such a man–for appearances sake–for the sake of the children?!? ( She does not need the money.)

It’s sad situation, yes. Not for him–he deserves what’s coming in spades for being such a blatantly hypocritical dillhole.

The sad situation is that Silda Spitzer does not have enough respect for herself or her family to gracefully (that is what she’s trying to act out here for the cameras–grace under the pressure of the revelations of the complete and utter lack of moral and ethical behaviour by her snake of a husband?) go into seclusion and let Mr. Hire An Expensive Prostitute for Valentine’s Day hang out there like a grape that’s shriveled on-the vine.

Silda didn’t have to play it this way. When Bill Clinton was in the White House and caught with his pants down he made a televised apology as Mr. Spitzer has done. However, Hillary Clinton was nowhere to be seen. Despite the fact that they’d acted as a 2 for the price of one set–when he brought incredible shame to their family and the office of the President of the United States, Hillary was savvy enough to let the public Bill deal with the shit storm that he brought on himself. She never lowered herself publicly to discuss what she considered private family business and for her part, it was. Bill brought it into the public venue by choosing to a. have illicit sex acts in the White House, b. lie repeatedly about it–even under oath, and c. having the illicit sex acts with a White House intern.

But Bill Clinton was skilled enough at running the country that the forces to “throw the bum out”–and there were many–never gained enough momentum to do so.

Spizter does not have that luxury as I’m quite sure that the New York press, if not his Republican arch-nemesis, would have him thrown out.

Clinton, Spitzer, and so many others that came before them and will undoubtedly continue to blight the landscape are fascinating in how they blaze to glory then, with the very momentum with which they did so, manage to blow up their careers by succumbing to the very things that brought them to the forefront to begin with.

With Spitzer it was his “Sheriff of Wall Street” persona. With President Clinton his good ol’ boy schtik. Both those routines were what ultimately led to their demise though admittedly, Clinton in the past eight years, has laboured mighty to polish his image. He’ll always carry that stiff stench of indiscretion however, and I dare say Spitzer the uncontrite will, too.

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Falling Man: A Novel

Falling Man: A Novel

Don DeLillo

I was planning on diving in to the Charles Schulz biography and I did start it but it seems so heavy after Falling Man which I read back-to-back with On Chesil Beach, which itself was definitely not a day at the beach, though thought-provoking and an absolute page-turner.

“Schultz,” after reading a review or two and the introduction is what I thought–an attempt to “get to know” the creator of Charlie Brown, Lucy, Snoopy and the Peanuts gang. But by all accounts Schultz was at minimum a solitary man and worst case, a full on depressive. I could and have dealt with books that are not high-spirited but “Schultz” is coming on the heels of Falling Man, a book which I have mixed feelings about but none of them are joyful. It’s story sprang from the events of September 11, 2001 and it focused mostly on a guy who’d been in the one of the towers but like thousands, walked away from the disaster. Then he walked away from his life.

Falling Man’s narrative does this jumpy thing and it may be my short span of attention or just my like of a certain smoothness to novels but the ping-ponging narrative took me out of the story. We heard the terrorists point of view, lots about how they prayed and trained and prayed and trained some more. But then we were in the survivor’s world of adjusting to the days and weeks after 9/11 and then a time jump and several years beyond it.That felt a little weird, too.

Anyway, I’m going to be completely shallow and instead read The Diana Chronicles because I read about author Tina Brown and her interesting-sounding career on both sides of the Atlantic and figured she’d get lots background of the events of Diana’s car crash and death on Aug 31,1997 (my brother’s wedding day–odd).

Hey, at least it’s non-fiction.

Schulz and Peanuts: A Biography

Schulz and Peanuts: A Biography

David Michaelis

The Diana Chronicles

The Diana Chronicles

Tina Brown

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