Or, what the algorithm thinks I need, want, will buy.
- I need a new swimsuit. I do. Curvy gurls all over need suits that are high-waisted, off the shoulder, or possibly one shouldered. Every day, a million ads. One million.
- I need to refinance. I do. All I need to do is enter my zipcode and I’ll take advantage of a program Obama set up. A while back it was set up by Trump, but times have changed. Good on those changing the algorithms.
- I need solar. I do. and it will be no-cost, because this is America, and that is highly likely.
- I need another swimsuit.
- I need one of those meal plans, because my kids should eat more than burgers and hot dogs for the next three months, evidently. the heat and i do not work well together for food production. meal plans! food in a box on the porch! insanity!
- I need a lot of art for the wall. I do. At least its not the paint-by-numbers anymore. (which, believe me, i coveted for a while) ART! FOR THE WALLS! TO LOOK AT!
- I need to assess my changing hormones and take a pill. I do. Maybe a face cream? Or an exercise that they can’t tell me about in the ad because it is so secret?
- I need help sleeping, and should take a squishy vitamin. I do. Its pink. How ’bout that?
- OOOh. New glasses. With clipons. I need those. I do.
- Huh. Go figure. They think I need to cut my caffeine. I do. But I’m sufficiently spooked, and will make another pot of tea that I didn’t buy on the internet. I went to a real store for it. Did I break an algorithm? Where do the algorithms go?
Sigh.
Beautiful day here, outside, off the internets.
Love love,
kate
9 year old boy went to his appointment with his pediatrician and asked the doctor about Cialis. The doctor looked at him and asked why this was a concern for him. The kid said that he saw the ad on TV about Cialis that said to talk to your doctor about it, so that’s what he was doing.
Haaaa!!!!