I'm Rob Blatt. For the most part I wrote about my dogs, music and technology. I swear quite a bit, so this blog isn't for people who can't handle that. I encourage you to subscribe to the RSS feed. All the random images to the right are courtesy of my amazing wife.
Someone has offered to pay for usage of one of my photographs. It’s not exactly one of my best, nor did I use a camera for it. I took it with my old Motorola e815 (my review of the Motorola e815) before Amber and I were engaged i October of 2005.
The usage was for a real estate agency trying to sell condos in my town. Here are their restrictions: They have the rights to use it online only for up to 1,000 impressions.
If they had asked to use it for free, I would have given them the rights to do so. I haven’t yet put all my images under a Creative Commons License, but I intend to do so. Instead, they offered pay, so I took it.
In related news, someone asked Amber to review a book for them on her blog The Amber Show! I think that is way cool, cause it means that someone cared enough about her blog to think that their book was a good fit for the audience that she’s cultivated over time. I’m proud of her for that.
For those of you whose stomach turns when hearing about super sappy love stuff, I suggest you stop reading.
So my wife cries when she gets super happy. That’s cool. I dance when I’m super happy.
It makes life better when you’re with someone who makes you appreciate everything from getting a health insurance card in the mail to when the meal you get at a new restaurant is super good. It feels like every day is a trip to Disney or like going to the Thanksgiving Day Parade when I’m with this woman. I think that’s the definition I will choose to give of love whenever I’m asked. Love is like going to Disney every day of your life, even if you’re headed towards downtown Bridgeport.
I don’t think that I’ve expressed the joy I’m feeling leading up to my wedding. That’s not sarcasm. I mean it. I’m posting this mostly for Amber, who’s never heard the song before. Here it is, video, music and lyrics.
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I’m happy on the shelf
Ain’t misbehavin’
I’m savin’ my love for you
I know for certain
The one I love
I’m through with flirtin’
It’s just you I’m thinkin’ of
Ain’t misbehavin’
I’m savin’ my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don’t go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin’ for
Believe me
I don’t stay out late
Don’t care to go
I’m home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain’t misbehavin’
Savin’ my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don’t go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin’ for
Believe me
I don’t stay out late
Don’t care to go
I’m home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain’t misbehavin’
Savin’ my love for you
Ain’t misbehavin’
Savin’ my love for you
