Archive for October, 2012
The learning curve with Kindle
Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012We’ve been doing all sorts of interesting stuff with Kindle, uploading a total of 20 back issues to the Amazon platform, plus uploading our all-time best selling book, Emergency Preparedness and Survival Guide (EPSG). Within the coming week I expect we’ll have my book, Can America Be Saved from Stupid People, uploaded to Kindle.
To date, 15,194 people have downloaded four of the back issues FREE, as part of the KDP Select promotion program Kindle runs. This week I’ll probably let people download our EPSG book. This all has to do with getting the conversation going about BHM products on the internet.
It’s an interesting learning curve, but things are beginning to look bright for us on the Kindle horizon. Click here to see one of our back issues on Kindle.
And if you click on this link, you can see that, by at least one narrow measure for a specific category, we’re doing pretty well at an early stage in the process. This list has a couple of our back issues ranked No. 12 and No. 14 on the Amazon best-selling list, at least for this category.
I’m doing most of the promotion and announcing of our moves with Kindle on the BHM Facebook page. So if you want to keep up to date with it, you’ll have to check that out occasionally.
There’s a lot to learn but we’re on the right road.
A healthy guy who smells like garlic
Tuesday, October 16th, 2012My wife says I smell like garlic. For good reason! Every morning I have an egg on whole what toast, but I fry the egg in my special concoction of two teaspoons of garlic, olive oil, and balsamic vinegar mix. It takes about a week of soaking in the olive oil and balsamic vinegar for the garlic to get “just right.” So delicious and healthy! — Dave
A chocolate Lab puppy
Sunday, October 14th, 2012Lenie and I picked up our new puppy yesterday, a 7-week-old Chocolate Lab named Damon. Our marvelous old Black Lab, Molly, had died the day after Christmas last year so we’ve been looking forward to this day. Damon, as you might suspect, is a little chewing machine, especially attracted to sneaker laces and computer wires.





















