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There's nothing more surprising then taking a nice big swig of water that's been sitting around on my desk since yesterday afternoon. There's just something so tasty and tangy about it. Course the sad thing is when I don't get a refill of fresh water right away, but continue to reach for the "stale" water. You would think I would have learned not to drink this water the first time. But alas, I'm a slow learner.
I have to make a quick comment about my last post. In particular the very first sentence, "So, I made this new friend". It makes it sound like I got some clay and construction paper out and made an art project. Makes it sound like I can't find friends and I have to make them. I guess it could be worse, I'm only making them, I'm not having to pay for them to be my friend.
This distracted me so much I nearly drank the stale water again. I really need to get a refill of fresh water before I take another drink. :-)
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So I made this new friend recently who shared with me the most brilliant gift idea I've ever heard. You know the old adage what do you get a bee keeper that has everything, right? Well you get them a bee leash. It's so simple but brilliant. She explained it by saying you want to keep the bees not let them get away. So the bee leash allows you to keep your favorite bee within a certain distance of you.
So this got me thinking of other accessories that a beekeeper may need. How about a electrified bee fence. You don't want your bees wandering off and getting into the wrong sort of crowd. The last thing you want is your bees to join a gang of roving killer bees. No one likes those killer bees. The electrified fence would be similar to the dog fences but the transmitter would be on a much smaller scale. Course there will be some bugs to work out of the system initially like the size of the shock given. Don't want too large a shock or you'll fry the bees instantly. Also the sheer number of collars needed could be time consuming. But you have to ask yourself what is more important, keep your bees or letting them join a gang of killer bees.
I also think there's a whole market of bee outfits. It seems everyone likes dressing their pets up. Why not dress your bees up. That yellow and black stripping can get so boring after a while. Maybe small bunny ears or dog ear outfits. The possibilities are endless for anyone who can sew microscopic clothes. And I think there is a whole market out there for this too.
Also another big concern would be your bees being killed by over zealous homeowners who don't like bees. So to prevent this, I think bee gas masks would keep your bees safe. They could take a direct shot from pesticides and still continue on with their pollen collecting duties. In cases where super industrial pesticides are being used, then a full haz-mat suit may be needed for your bee.
These are just a couple of bee accessories I see. I think there is a giant market for bees that no one has tapped into. I believe a fortune can be made for those who love their bees and want to keep them safe.
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Had another awesome game on Friday night. Well if you don't count the fact I got cleated again. The top of my foot is nicely bruised. The highlight of the game was this girl wanting me because of my soccer prowess. She wanted me so much she literally grabbed me on the field. I know it's hard to believe, but sometimes I just exude strength that every woman wants me. Course it helped that I had another awesome goal this session. All the ladies love goal scorers. With all the ladies wanting me, at least I'll have someone to take me to the hospital when my body falls apart from all the injuries.
On a completely unrelated topic. Family is a funny thing sometimes. Recently I found out my Aunt and Uncle were talking nice about me to this young woman, even offering that I would take her out to dinner. Seems fine and harmless until you start to hear that the young lady is going through a divorce and likes to collect bladed weapons. Yes, lets have me hang out with a woman who has sharp objects and who may want to emasculate any man she sees. I think I'll take a rain check.
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I've been slow to get a new post up because I've been busy of late. I've been in consultation with my agent and team of lawyers over a new proposition. A friend recently asked me to be in his wedding. I'm to be the understudy for the flower girl. If she goes down say for illness or a crow bar to the leg, I have to be ready to step in and go. It's not an easy job and I'll be taking my responsibilities seriously.
Actually I've been asked to be a groomsman. So really I had my team of lawyers writing up a binding contract for my role. I have to make sure all my provisions are taken care of. I need to be paired up with a single cute bridesmaid who adores red heads. In case of injury playing soccer, the church needs to be scooter accessible. At which point the bridesmaid must be cool with riding on my lap (wink wink nudge nudge). There can be no yellow M&Ms in the M&M bowl. I have to have the crust cut off all my sandwiches. Oh wait those last two provisions were for when I'm famous.
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