Underwear is king. I mean from a purely monetization standpoint. Forget Facebook buy stock in underwear. Literally and literally. I mean buy both - the actual wearable kind and the company's shares. One to keep you cool - looking cool and the other to make money so you can buy actual clothes to wear over your underwear. Although looking at the crowds these days the latter may be optional. In that case the profits from the stock can be spent on more underwear or some other addictions. Everyone is getting in on that act. From famous music and filmi personalities to even tennis stars. Recently I read that some ex communist bloc country's rising female tennis phenom has gone into business to sell eponymous brand of women's racy undergarments. Lesser the material used the more the profits. Literally and imaginatively. Even Seinfeld (one of my heroes) turned down a $100M gig to do another show for NBC it appears - I read between the lines that the undie business whic...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!