Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I Give Good Steve Jobs

I am just going to throw out some random crap today. Yesterday, as I was talking to a great friend, I realized that I should be a psychiatrist. Not because I give great advice, because I am probably psycho. We were talking about chasing dreams and this was my advice to her...."it's like when your kid made the ugly ashtray or the god awful flower pot when they were little and because they made it by hand, you automatically love it. People love hand made crap. They will fight over it because we all want what other's can't have and its pretty. I would kill a bitch for some Hunter boots. I think your going to do great and it's not their dream it's your dream. Everyone has to start somewhere. If you love and believe in something then it will succeed. Who knew Steve Jobs would invent a phone with a talking slut named Siri."

Wise advise don't you think? Of course an email before that to someone else I confessed that I ate a whole bag of Starbursts once and pooped rainbow colors for a week. My advice on that is don't eat a whole bag of Starburts unless your on psychedelic drugs and then it might be fun.

When I first started blogging I thought I would be a fashion blogger. Then after extensive research, about a day or four hours, whatever, work with me, I decided that even though fashion is a passion, looking fantab for you people every day meant I couldn't look ugly. And I honestly like those days I look ugly. I am a southern girl, but the closer my hair to God every single day isn't important and I personally think that having rooster hair just so Jesus will let me in the pearly gates isn't going to work. After all the 80's are back but the man wears a toga. 

My point and usually I don't have one is if you have a dream follow it. Someone invented the toilet thank god. It's cold here right now and my butt setting on a cedar plank hole in a 2' x 2' building isn't living if you ask me. Then came toilet paper, so you don't have to wipe your butt with bark. A man somewhere decided to cut a hole in the wood box to have ventilation and light and then guess what? A wise ass decided that it would be more convenient to build this room in a house and wallah there you have it, the invention of the Shit Hole. 

So see, let your creative juices flow. Be a risk taker. Be proud that you're doing something that has meaning to you and who cares what others think. Follow your heart. Don't let your dreams go to pot, be a Steve Jobs and Siri. And by the way, can Apple please make Siri understand redneck. I ask her questions all the time and her response, "I don't understand what your saying." Can you imagine talking in Pig Latin to her?

Happy Tuesday,
Dusty

  

19 comments:

  1. I spend most of my time screaming at Siri. She doesn't understand Nebraskan either.

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  2. Siri once told me that she liked my husband more than me. Fact.

    xo, Yi-chia

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  3. Hahaha I have heard about the shenanigans of Siri and her inability to understand what people are saying. :)

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  4. I'm trying to be a risk taker but no one is hiring! Girl needs to pay her bills, it's rough out there. I think it's time I meet this Siri, Droid land is sucking my battery life!

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  5. hahahaha, I have never been more convinced than I am right now to follow my dreams. Loves You!

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  6. Can I hire you as my psycho psychiatrist?

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  7. I'm so inspired right now. I am going to create something equivalent to a shit hole. and I will be famous. and rich. and I will give you a cut for inspiring me.

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  8. yes, thank god for the bathroom, and toilet paper, and how could you frickin forget BUTT WIPES??!!
    my husband would absolutely die without them...

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  9. you really need to have ian film you trying to talk to siri. i died when you said siri can't understand your accent. your accent is my favorite.

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  10. Siri needs to redneckignize. And you are a wise little buddha.

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  11. I am not cool enough to have Siri on my phone...but oh the games we would play if I did. You are one in a million! This post is so dead on and I know it is straight up sincere. Why oh why can't we live closer?

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  12. Such sage advice, obi wan. And damn siri and all the other electronic ladies who cannot understand you. They suck.

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  13. You're my fav!

    Fashion blogging is way too hard

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  14. I have a dream...it doesn't have to do with toilets though. And I'm going to make it happen, sooner rather than later. And I love your face. That is all.

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  15. I'm still going to try the whole eating a bag of Starburst and shitting a rainbow thing. Who doesn't want rainbow colored, fruity smelling poo?!

    I love this post! So random, so Dusty! Love ya my random, hilarious friend!!!

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  16. Lovely advice, Dusty old girl! Siri is the only reason I wanted the iPhone...alas, #teamDroid over here. LOL

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  17. Hehehe, you're the best and I have definitely been enjoying learning redneck through reading your posts. It's the most fun language I've encountered yet! The other day, instead of saying something was awesome, I actually said "Hot Snot" I instantly thought of you! Hehe :) Suri seems to have a hard time understanding a lot of people though, I think she's a little slow, if you know what I'm sayin. I personally don't have her, I'm still rockin the iPhone 4- maybe by the time I upgrade, she'll be able to read minds?! Creepy right? hehehe!

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  18. Oh friend... I'm having a shit day and this made me smile even though I could barely follow what you are saying. I just know that you would kill a chick for some Hunter boots. I feel the same way about Frye boots.

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  19. Haha surprisingly...this is quite inspiring ;)You crack me up!

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