Seriously, I don't know what I would do with $380k per year. Even after the IRS helped themselves to a hefty portion. I do love shoes. And then there are the home projects. Always the home projects.
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Infant Goddess
In the Vixen/Xanthippe/Virago Tradition
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- Bellona of Avalon
- Pacific Northwest, United States
- I was born in Colorado to a full-blooded Norwegian/American mother from North Dakota and a Cajun/Scottish father from Mississippi. Raised and educated in four states, eight public schools, and one liberal arts Lutheran college, I somehow ended up in South Dakota and was married to a mostly Dutch guy for twenty years. I then returned to Colorado for a seven year experiment living at high altitudes. I now call the Pacific Northwest home where I try to blend in with the natives driving my Subaru Outback and sporting hiking boots. I have two sons whom I adore beyond reason. The younger one lives with me and spends an inordinate amount of time on his computer creating video games and composing music. The elder one lives nearby with his amazing wife and their fluffy pup Gimli. I currently find myself without the companionship of a feline which feels odd to me. Technically I'm a grownup but I seldom behave like one. © 2007-2024 CJ MacBroome
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2 comments:
Bring back the tradition of artist patronage. Just pick some cool people who make cool things, and be like "50 thousand dollas a year to you, if you create the sickest art on the planet!"
That's how we get the performance art piece "Adult Man Made Of Cheetos Being Run Over By a Lawn Mower".
Just imagine being responsible for the rise of the next Da Vinci, Carla. Imagine it.
I'm not worthy!!
No, really, this is brilliant. And considering that I'm already sponsoring one video game artist/musician on my paltry income, this may be my calling.
Now to set up a tax shelter foundation!
Also, could there be baby goats in pajamas gobbling up the remains of Cheeto Man from the grass?
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