Spilling my guts, handing out keys to the vault, insider secrets, and such.

[GordonJ]

Bob Beckman came to Cuyahoga Falls, and after an amazing time at Mary Campbell's cave, he told me, he wanted to keep low flying, and collect the dough...as has been my mantra for decades.

Bob was one very smart cookie, I've found it beneficial to surround myself with people (like Dien Rice) who are much smarter than I am, it always makes me nervous if I even begin to think, I'm the brightest bulb in the room...and on very rare occassions that happens (family reunions?), I seek a different room.

Anyhow, I do have secrets. .

NO, you can't buy them. And NO, you don't even need them. Do you?

I have come to a point, where I really don't care for copywriters today...and in fact, for most IM marketing.

It is relentless, as it must be. And if one more talking head on youtube is about to share his secrets with me, but only in the next 11 hours, clock is ticking...

I'm going to puke.

That's all.

Gordon