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ISellPot’s old FAQ page

This is the old FAQ page from my old website called Get To Know a Marijuana Dealer which was my old website where I talked about being a marijuana dealer. I miss that website a bit. There was a lot more interaction there than there is now on Kalinbooks. People responded a lot. They usually sent me messages of support. A few called me a horrible person. A handful of police officers sent me death threats.

Anyway, this was the old FAQ page. It brings back memories ūüôā

Q. Are you for real? Do you really sell marijuana, then flaunt it on the internet?

A. Yes, I do sell marijuana. I’m not big-time, but I easily cover what I smoke and maybe make a few extra bucks on the side. I flaunt it on the internet to make the simple point that drug laws are not working. Ultimately I’m hoping to do my small part for legalization.

Q. Can you hook me up with a sack?

A. Sorry. I have to get to know you, first, in person. The reason I can flaunt my dealing like this is because I’m careful about who I sell to. The only way to bust a dealer is to set them up, and it would be quite easy to set someone up through email. My balls aren’t that big. Wish I could help, but sorry.

But if you happen to know anywhere to find a connection over the internet, let me know and I’ll post it, or if you happen to be a dealer yourself, I’ll advertise your wares for free on my homepage or anywhere else on my site you would like.

Q. Someone stole my ______. What should I do?

I get this question alot because unfortunately dealers and potheads are targets for thieves because we are generally peaceful and won’t go to the cops. Unfortunately I can’t offer much help. My method is to merely stay away from people that aren’t ethically solid. It’s very important for everyone in life, not just dealers, to choose their friends based on how ethical they are, so you can avoid these kinds of things before they happen. If you make friends with thieves, it’s your own damn fault.

I don’t think its wrong to kick someone’s ass if he blatantly steals from you, but it’s often not in your best interest and can cause more problems than its worth. Usually your only option is to go around and tell absolutely everyone what happened and do what you can to ruin the thieves reputation.

Q. How much should a sack weigh?

A. People keep asking me this question, but unfortunately, my answer is meaningless unless you live in Bellingham WA. Prices vary dramatically from town to town, and from dealer to dealer. In Bellingham, also, prices rise in late summer, early fall, and drop in the spring and early summer. Street dealers naturally charge more for the same weed than friends do. Obviously the quality of the weed also is a major factor, and the type of weed available can vary dramatically from state to state. Some states have nothing but dirt weed, some have nothing but chronic, and others have a variety.

In my town however, an eighth of decent, seedless, BC bud at 3.5 grams goes for $40. An ounce goes for about $220-$280, and a ten dollar dime bag contains about 4/5’ths of a gram. Crappy mexican bud usually goes for about half this price if not less.

So basically, my answer is, I cannot answer this question. You need to ask around your community. Find out what other dealers weigh their sacks at. You can also read my¬†Beginner’s Guide to Marijuana Distribution which has a section on weights and measurements and figuring out how much to sell a sack for.

Q. How fast can I sell such and such a quantity? How much should I charge?

A.¬†How the hell should I know? I don’t know where you live or how much weed goes for in your town or how many friends you have or how often they buy or how much risk you’re taking or how much time you want to spend. All I can give is generalized advice. The specific mathematics of dealing is something you need to figure out for yourself based on your own desires and what you see in your peers.

If you’re not fully confident in your plan I suggest discussing it with another local dealer that knows your situation and has experience, and I suggest sitting down with a calculator and figuring out a solid plan that works mathematically, and then stick to it.

Q. Aren’t you worried about getting busted, announcing your business to the world like this?

A. Yes, at first I was a little concerned, but I’ve been running the site since June of 2000, averaging more than 100 visitors a day, posted an advertisement for it on the local police station door, smoked pot in front of and inside that police station, and I’ve gotten no reaction from them whatsoever. The cops know that marijuana dealers are not a real threat to society. The only reason they bust people for marijuana is for the money. I’m not big-time and they know I wouldn’t introduce them to anyone, so I’m not worth anything to them. I could call the cops and tell them my buddies were coming over to buy a sack and they would probably laugh and tell me they’ve got better things to worry about. I’m not worth the trouble.

Let me ask you, when you came to this site, was your first reaction, “Hey! I’d better call the police and tell them what this guy’s doing.”?


I don’t think anyone else has had that reaction either.


Q. Aren’t you just a sellout? Didn’t you turn in one of your friends? How can we listen to you now after what you did?

A. Well. I¬†was a sellout, back in early 1999, but I had a completely different perspective on the justice system back then. I thought cops didn’t lie. I thought the system would come through on all its threats. I thought society actually believed all the propaganda about marijuana, and that I’d be seen as any other criminal.

But I didn’t completely sell out this person. The police promised again and again that he would not be arrested, and in fact they would not have enough evidence to arrest him. I would not have done it if not for that promise. It was true that they didn’t have enough evidence to¬†legally arrest him, but they went out and did it anyway. But in the end, nothing happened to him. He didn’t see a minute of jail or a dollar fine. If you’re interested, you can¬†read the complete story.

So yeah, I did a horrible thing to another dealer. I wouldn’t call him a friend exactly. an acquaintance. He didn’t deserve it by any means, so I don’t blame him for beating the crap out of me for revenge. Many readers still try to make me feel bad about what I did, but I think I’ve already paid the price. We consider ourselves even now. So now I want to use this site to turn my experiences into something positive, that others can learn from.

So for anyone who wants to write me an email telling me I’m a horrible person, I should say, I’ve already heard it. It’s not going to do anyone any good in the long run. It won’t help others to avoid making the same mistake. Anger is a gift. You can use it to punish the past or to fix the future.

Q. Do you know anything about passing drug tests?

A. A little bit. I wholeheartedly encourage anyone to cheat drug tests. I’ve known people who didn’t quit for even a day, then passed by taking large doses of Echinacea with Goldenseal and cranberry, or using a urine additive. I knew another who quit for two weeks and used a system-cleanser with a %200 guarantee and still failed.

I had another friend who states that there is a dietary supplement called Sonne 7 that can be taken in liquid form. You take a shot a day of the stuff and after a month it clears your system and as long as you keep taking a single shot every single day, you can pass all the drug tests you want.

I knew one friend who took a test for a job taking no break from smoking, as he was almost a daily smoker, and didn’t cheat in any way. He came up clean for marijuana, but tested positive for barbiturates, which he had never tried in his life.

So don’t let yourself be screwed over by a drug test. You have a right to cheat the tests, and no one can catch you unless you tell them you’re cheating.

I finally managed to find a good document on drug testing,¬†How to Pass a Drug Test. Keep in mind that I haven’t actually read much of it, and I can’t guarantee it, but it seemed like the author knew what he was talking about. If you use the advice, let me know how things turn out.

If anyone out there can confirm or deny any of the drug test cheating sytems out there or that I’ve mentioned, please¬†contact me.

Q. Do you need a hookup, Kalin? I sell quantity.

A. No. Again, that safety issue. I’m flattered, though. I already have a steady supplier, but thanks. If you’re looking for more customers, I can advertise your wares on my website at no charge.

Q. Do you have a problem finding people to sell to you because of this website and because you were a narc once?

A. It’s an issue, I suppose. It’s not a problem though. I’m open and honest with my dealers and I tell them about my website and that I once narced on an acquaintance. Normally, an intelligent dealer wouldn’t have anything to do with someone who once narced, but because of this website and the fact that I’m honest and trying to show people what a mistake I made, it’s not such a big deal. Once in a while they get a little nervous about my site, thinking the heat might be up on me, but they usually get over it.

Q. Do you have advice for someone searching for pot?

A. My first suggestion is to relax. It’s not that big of a deal if you can’t find weed right now. Something will come along. It always does. Beyond that, you should read my¬†answer to all your problems. Basically, just be yourself, be patient, and just keep asking people. Sometimes the last person you’d think who’d be smoking weed is the one that can hook you up with the killer green. Often times, people that don’t smoke weed at all will know someone that can help.

If you’re nervous about asking people or get the impression that they don’t trust you, start out by mentioning weed a few times or joking about it to show them you’re okay with it and that you’re open minded. Later, you can ask if you can give them five or ten bucks to smoke you a bowl. Still later, you can ask if they know someone who can hook you up.

Read my¬†common courtesy for drug buyers page page, to make sure you know all the little courtesies involved in buying a sack. Failing to follow courtesies is what will get people to stop doing business with you. You should also read my book,¬†Beginner’s Guide to Marijuana Distribution to get a feel for how dealers work. It should be very helpful, even if you have no plans of becoming a dealer.

Q. Why do you sell marijuana?

A. To provide a service to the community, To get high, To meet new people, To make extra money, To make a stand for freedom, To earn free weed, To put some excitement back into life, To promote peace, To have fun, To avoid living life as a slave.

Q. Should I start selling marijuana?

A. Why not?


Finally Re-posting The Beginner’s Guide to Marijuana Distribution

After all these years I finally got back to posting this. The Beginner’s Guide to Marijuana Distribution. I wrote this sometime around 2002, maybe shortly before or during the time I was going to school for web development. I didn’t really want to write it at first, but I had a website called Get To Know a Marijuana Dealer that’s point was to show that drug dealers are people too, to humanize us and help people understand that we aren’t these evil monsters that we’re depicted as in the media, that we sell drugs because we believe people should have the right to make their own decisions and do with their own bodies as they choose, or in my case, because we believe some of these drugs are amazing substances that can have tremendously positive impacts on society. I started dealing marijuana because it was something I believed in, something that made me feel like I was making a difference, contributing to society, fighting back against the tyranny of government and society that is driving our suicide and chronic depression rates to all-time highs.

I quit in 2007 because it was just too much work for too little payout, because my web development career took off and I stared making so much more money than I ever could selling weed, but mostly because I moved to a new city and just didn’t have the customers anymore. I miss selling pot. I really do. I felt like I was actually doing something with my life. Now all I do is write code for websites.

It took me a month or so to get all these 40 pages set up and posted, mostly because I always have something going on around me. I spent 13 years living alone, and I finally decided to get a roommate again just two years ago and I still haven’t completely adjusted to all the activity around me. It’s very hard for me to write when other people are in the room with me so I let this website and my other writings go to waste in trade for all the extra activity. Anyway, on the few occasions when I was working on these pages, I found them bringing back memories, some pleasant, like that feeling like I was a rebel, fighting for a better society, knowing that my efforts would eventually help bring about legalization and a freer community for the future. But it also brought back a lot of unhappy memories about dealing with the police, and the pain of all those lies they told me and all that ignorance I had about how police behave. I believe the most important thing anarchists can do to convince people that police are not the good guys, is to simply tell it like it is, to give facts about how police actually do what they do, and what it actually does to people when they do it.

I don’t think I’ve ever done a good job of communicating the psychological effects of the things the police did to me… like how devastating it was for me to find out that they systematically, and without any show of remorse, lied about everything they possibly could to manipulate me into giving up my friends and then tried to manipulate my friends into killing me, all the while insisting they were my friends and were trying to help me, then having so many people assume that I’m the bad guy because I did something illegal, even when many of them didn’t believe it should be illegal. But it’s funny that even after they tried to destroy my life and get me killed, the truly traumatic thing that they did to me happened in a completely unrelated situation, where I was walking home from a Halloween party because I knew it was illegal to ride a bicycle after drinking, and I was mistaken for someone who had stolen a DVD player. I describe this event in Chapter 24, Dealing with Cops. The officer pointed a gun directly in my face, treated me like an animal, then when he found out I wasn’t the guy he was looking for, didn’t even have the common decency to say he was sorry.

I don’t think many people truly understand what this can do to a person and what it feels like to have all of society supporting the people who did this to you.

A DVD player. That’s what I remember anyway. They were willing to kill me over a DVD player, a DVD player that I didn’t even steal. That cop is considered a hero for this. For the rest of my life I will have to live with the fact that my entire life is worth less than a DVD player. I will have to know that everyone who supports the police, sometimes my own friends and family, would rather have seen me with a bullet through my head, brains splattered across the pavement than they would live in a world where their DVD player might get stolen.

I think I may have thought about this event every day for the last decade and yet, in that chapter, I just kind of glazed over all the important emotional aspects of that story. I didn’t mention the part where the trauma caused me to black out for the remainder of my walk home or how I wasn’t capable of laughing for a couple days afterward. I guess I was too proud to admit to that kind of thing. Even now I still see that gun bearing down on me and that trigger finger twitching and some days I can’t for the life of me get it out of my head. At least when I got arrested for marijuana and the police tried to get someone to beat me to death, at least I had known beforehand that I was playing with fire and for some reason that was not nearly as traumatizing.

I had this overwhelming urge to fight back that night I was mistaken for a DVD player thief because I thought for sure the officer was going to kill me regardless of what I did, considering the rage and hatred I saw in his eyes, and the fact that he had stalked me for a couple blocks before finally confronting me, and the fact that I was running an anarchist website, but I fought back against those instincts and did what he told me to do. If I did not have the emotional control of someone as deeply logical as myself, I would easily have been dead. I think many of my friends in that exact same situation would have been shot to death simply for not having immediate control over all that sudden adrenaline.

But normal people who have not experienced this, they just don’t understand what it’s like, and just blindly assume that the police are always doing good in our society, and that everyone they hurt… well, we must have somehow deserved it.

And I think most people who have had experiences with cops have some kind of long-term emotional trauma. That’s kind of the whole point. If these experiences weren’t traumatizing, they wouldn’t be very good crime deterrents. It’s just that the trauma is frequently manifested in different ways, such as self-loathing, anger, or actually giving in to this idea that you’re a horrible person who deserves to suffer or that your whole life really is worth less than whatever it was that cop was willing to shoot you over, or a blanket hatred of society. If we really want to make a difference, we need to be open and honest about what happens in our minds after we are arrested or go through an experience with the police so that people can see how counter-productive they are to a peaceful society. I guess I’m as guilty as anyone of that.

That’s how I feel now, but I guess when I wrote this book I was thinking more along the lines of fighting back by selling more weed and engaging in civil disobedience.

ISellPot taglines

So on my old website, Get To Know a Marijuana Dealer, I had a little¬†JavaScript¬†function that put a random tagline at the top of the website every time you loaded a page (that may have been the first code I ever wrote). These were those taglines. I did come up with all of them myself. Some of them I think are pretty cool… others… well… not so much. I’m not quite sure why I feel like posting them here. They obviously weren’t meant to be read all in one shot, but something about them brings back memories to my way of thinking back then.

“Make the world a better place…”

“Stoners go to heaven, cops go to hell.”

“Automobiles destroy more lives than drugs.”

“‘Go forth and multiply’, don’t just multiply.”

“Can’t you see? We all live on the same planet.”

“Government/religion = war/opression.”

“Police destroy more lives than drugs.”

“All I want is to make the world a better place.”

“Are you afraid of what I have to say?”

“I have a right to be me.”

“Society won’t work without freedom.”

“See? It’s not hard to be open and honest.”

“Yes, it’s true: we are human beings.”

“You didn’t realize we were human beings?”

“The most famous drug dealer on the planet.”

“Writing for freedom since the year 2000.”

“Collapse of government: our only hope for peace.”

“Patriotism means standing up for peace and freedom.”

“The meek shall inherit the Earth.”

“We are all a community.”

“Anarchism: frightening, but our only hope for peace.”

“Anarchism… to break the cycles of vengeance.”

“Those who follow the rules get raped.”

“Slow down and take a look at the world around you…”

“Time to embrace communication.”

“Time to embrace peace.”

“Time to embrace diversity.”

“Time to embrace compassion.”

“Time to embrace freedom.”

“Rules were meant to be broken.”

“Keys to successful society: peace, freedom, diversity.”

“Keys to life: communication, honesty, patience, faith.”

“The peaceful anarchists shall inherit the earth.”

“Guns don‚Äôt kill people. Governments do.”

“You declared war against ME?”

“As long as there is law, morals take a back seat.”

“Time to stand up and fight for your freedom.”

“Let’s grow some balls, people.”

“Communication is the key to understanding.”

“My life-goal is world peace and freedom. What’s yours?”

“Paradigms are like snowflakes.”

“Being naked saves laundry money.”

“If you don’t think for yourself, you don’t think.”

“All people must contribute to peaceful society.”

“Your tax money is going toward killing people.”

“Ethics always come first. Not laws.”

How to take a Knife Hit

Here is another page I’ve copied from my dead old website called Get to Know a Marijuana Dealer (ISellPot.ws).

How to take a knife Hit

Okay, kids, here’s just about the most efficient and effective means of smoking marijuana. If you’ve never tried a knifer before, a tenth of a gram can knock you on your ass.

The supplies you need are as follows: two old butter knives that you don’t plan to use for food anymore (preferably with big, heavy handles, or add two hot pads to your list of supplies, unless you’re a dishwasher with tough hands). You’ll also need an empty two-liter soda bottle, and a normal kitchen stove.

Knifer Funell with ice
Here’s what your funnel should look like. Note the ice cubes in there, held in place with the bottom of the 2-liter that’s been shoved in backward.

First, take the two-liter bottle and cut it in half or a little lower than halfway. You’ll be left with a funnel-like top and a shorter base. Take a sharp knife or hole-punch or drill of some sort and cut a bunch of holes in the base, at the very bottom of the two-liter. Take a tray or two of ice and drop it all into the funnel top. Then take the base and turn it around backwards and shove it into the funnel top. It should be a tight fit, but when you finish it will stay put without any foreign adhesives. Now you have a funnel with a section filled with ice at the top, with room below it for smoke to collect. Test it to make sure it has comfortable airflow and if not, cut more holes in the base.

Next, turn one stove burner onto full. (Make sure the burner isn’t close to a refrigerator or other appliance or flammable material as it causes damage to close things when there’s no frying pan or pot of water to absorb the heat.) Take your two butter knives and place the tips between the grates on the stove top. They should both fit in so that an inch to two inches should be in contact with the heat.

As the knives are heating, take tiny pieces of pot (about a tenth of a gram or less for your first time), and roll or press them tightly into tiny compressed bits and place them on a ceramic plate or other heat resistant surface.

Wait until the burners are red hot. Next, have a friend grab the two knives as you hold the ice-funnel. Your friend scoops each individual knife hit onto one knife tip and presses it with the other knife. Pe carefully holds out the knives and you suck the smoke through the ice. Like bong hits, knifers take a little skill to do without coughing hard. It’s a good idea to make a very small opening in your mouth or teeth and suck quickly, as this way it seems easier to gauge how big of a hit you can handle.

Then you wait three minutes for the knives to reheat and trade places. Keep the funnel in the freezer between hits, otherwise the ice melts very fast.

But when you’re done, make sure you remember to TURN OFF THE STOVE.

My knifer setup using a hotplate
My own knifer setup using a hotplate and simple funnel without the ice

Knifers are my favorite method of smoking pot because they are more efficient, getting me stoned with less than half what it takes in a pipe or bong, plus knifers vaporize the marijuana instead of burning it which maximizes the THC and minimizes the dangerous carcinogens so knifers are a bit better for your lungs in the long run. It’s also a different type of high.

There are of course, variations of the knifer which might be fun.

The water filtered knifer, for example. Simply take a small amount of water into your mouth before taking the knifer, stare straight down at the floor and suck in through a tiny opening in your mouth. As long as you’re breathing in, the water won’t leak out your lips and will act as a bubbling filter. Just don’t do this until you have practice with regular knifers, and be sure to test it to make sure it’ll work for you and that you’ve got the right amount of water before taking your hit.

Another variation is the portable knifer, i.e., a blowtorch. A blowtorch will heat the knives quickly so you can just hold them in the flame with your hands (you’ll almost certainly need oven mitts or hot pads.) Just be fucking careful. They get red-hot, unlike on a classic stove. I don’t want any parents emailing me about how their kids read my site and tripped over a lit blowtorch while they were trying to figure out how to smoke pot. Remember that you owe it to the rest of the drug community to avoid being an idiot and making the rest of us look bad.

Solo knifers are easy for the experienced. Just hold the funnel in your teeth as you serve yourself. It might be easier to make a funnel without the ice, so it doesn’t get to heavy on your mouth.

Gas stoves can be used too. They might be more difficult to get the knives to stay in position however, and they heat the knives much hotter.

And finally, there’s a debate raging about the best way to pick up the knifer itself. Many people like to take one knife and lightly tap the piece of pot with its tip. The pot then fuses to the knife and the other knife can be easily pressed to it. However, I’ve found with really dry pot this doesn’t always work, and no matter how much skill you have, sometimes it will fall off and you’ll embarrass yourself. I much prefer to take both knives and scoop the piece, holding the tips carefully together to trap the piece before pressing the knives together. It takes more time for a beginner to learn the scooping action, but in the long run I feel it’s more effective than the tap.

So give it a shot sometime. And when your parents catch you at the stove, tell them you learned it all from me.


Why Marijuana is not a Crime in America

This is a page I copied from my old, defunct website, Get to Know a Marijuana Dealer. I think it still holds true.

Article 10 – “The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or the people.”

This is the tenth amendment in the US Bill Of Rights. This states that the power should be reserved to the states or to the people.

Surveys by the US Department of Health and Human Services have found that 30% of the adult population have “used” marijuana. (The term “used” also implies that the person put the drug to some sort of use, as opposed to merely trying it once.) Some surveys claim that half the population or more has tried an illegal drug of some kind.

The tenth amendment makes it clear that the power needs to be in the hands of the people, and that when the government oversteps its bounds and violates the constitution, and makes criminals out of a third of the population, We The People have not only a right but an obligation to stand up for what we know is right.

The tenth amendment legally and ethically justifies this web site and marijuana distribution in general.

Drug dealers are not criminals. The cops, judges and politicians who uphold unconstitutional laws are the true criminals.


The Squirrel: Pointless Nonsense

The other day a squirrel was foraging by the sidewalk and when I came near he scampered up a tree. The decorative trees in the city are pretty small and far apart so he had nowhere to run and hide so I held out my hand and asked him if he wanted a peanut. After a few seconds he climbed down to the lower branches. He grabbed my fingers and opened my hand and when he couldn’t find anything checked the back of my hand and between my fingers. He paused a quick moment before giving my finger a good bite, not enough to break the skin; just enough to let me know he thought I was an asshole.

So that story had nothing to do with anything. It’s not even that funny or interesting… so here’s something else totally pointless that has nothing to do with anything:

I’m kinda trying to figure out what I’m doing with this blog. The advice I read all says that I should stick to a single topic, which I suppose in this case would be anarchism, and perhaps atheism as well, which would both fall under the same topic of the theories that I truly believe could bring peace and harmony to our world. The problem is that those subjects get really heavy and depressing sometimes and most people don’t want to listen to what people like me have to say because they don’t want to consider revamping their whole mode of thinking about society.

My old website was called Get to Know a Marijuana Dealer, and my intent was to talk about myself and try to show that marijuana dealers are generally decent people who care about right and wrong just as much as everyone else. Instead I mostly used the site to rant about problems in society and other people’s lack of morality. People seemed to enjoy my rants, and I had lots of readers, but I never felt like I’d accomplished any of my goals. Sometimes I think KalinBooks should become something like Get to Know an Atheist/Anarchist Who Used to Sell Marijuana. Perhaps posting random crap that happens to be on my mind is the best way to do that, and helps lighten the mood between the times when I talk about the horrifying things that I’ve seen done in the name of God, Jesus and law enforcement.

Up to My Eyeballs in Website

Last week I finally decided to jump in and do what I’ve been thinking about for years and rekindle my online writing presence. I looked into a system called MovableType, a content management system (CMS) for running websites. I was attracted to it because it’s open source, which appeals to me since I’m an anarchist and want a system where I know if I see something I don’t like, I can dig into the actual code and change it, like I did for my Android phone when I discovered none of the music players could display my music files the way I wanted them to. Plus open-source is almost always free, which certainly doesn’t hurt.

After a failed installation of Movable Type I discovered that WordPress is also open-source. For some reason I thought it was a hosted solution with a programming interface (API) that you had to plug into. Instead it’s just a big package of files that you put on your server and then do whatever you want with.

I must say, I’ve been quite impressed with WordPress, especially the plugins and their ease of installation. The interface, while a little laggy (probably result of my host), is very straight-forward and easy to use compared to many systems, such as my host, GoDaddy which has the most convoluted website I know of.

I can’t get WordPress to do exactly what I want it to, but it seems I can always find a plugin to get it pretty darn close, and I know that if I have the time, I can improve my CSS and PHP skills and actually dig in and personalize it.

I spent all last weekend playing with WordPress and nearly falling in love with it. Web technology has certainly advanced quite a ways since my old successful days of isellpot.ws, and even though I build internet applications for a living, I’ve never actually worked with this kind of thing before.

Then Monday night I played with Facebook and was not nearly as impressed. I don’t really get Facebook… like what does it actually do? I’m gonna keep at it though.

Tuesday night I explored some website promotions options, specifically automated link submission tools. On their promotion page, Social Bookmarks Demon kept saying how it’s not a spam tool, but then went on and on with all this advice about how to avoid being marked as spam. Haha. I need to be really careful about how I use that kind of software, but if done reasonably and sparingly, I think it could work for me. I guess we’ll see.

Then Wednesday evening I went out around downtown Seattle and looked at Condos… “Gonna buy me a condo… gonna buy me a Cuisinart… get de wall-to-wall carpeting, and de wallet full of credit cards…”

But the night before I started working on this, I got an email from someone on the other side of the planet who remembered my website from years ago and decided to look me up. He said, “your former website, isellpot.ws, was a cornerstone of my teenage-hood.” He’s a professional writer now, which makes it even more flattering.

At the height of that website’s popularity, I had 10,000 visitors¬†per week, until it was ripped out from under me by a domain-name stealing spam-bot. But maybe it was for the best. I just hadn’t been happy with it.

So tonight I read a wonderful story he wrote, then got into reading some of my stuff from my old anarchism/marijuana legalization website. I was surprised at how quickly I could move from a brilliant and moving paragraph into something completely ridiculous and off-putting. I still think there’s some salvageable stuff there and intend to cut it apart, do a little editing and post it in future blog posts, or, if it’s lucky, on a page in the sidebar ūüôā

Oh, Lord it’s late… I need to get up for work in five hours. Then this weekend I’m back up to my eyeballs in website.