Things have been busy around the Pyre, but not in a Pyre-building way. As Joe Vitale's best buddy noted in his hissy fit blog post last month, we're just a bunch of pro-bono critic losers who have no life. Of course this is based upon the assumption that anyone who would ever criticize the perfectly inspired tripe coming out of Wimber-lie couldn't possibly have a life. (Doesn't that logic just dazzle you?)
So, I've been tending to my lack of life, including holidays, friends visiting, and a new project that has my attention and focus for the next couple of weeks.
Mr. Fire has been pretty quiet as of late, not doing much more than pie-in-the-sky dreams of being a trillionaire (let's just skip that billionaire business), fawning over a young starry-eyed opera singer, and taking ideas from other's books and trying as much as he can to make them his own (e.g., the checklist manifesto).
Not much to snark about there beyond a sentence or two.
I'm still waiting on anyone coming forward to talk about the success of their participation in the Awakened Millionaire program. And I'm of course looking forward to any information on how the woman who went into debt to attend that program last year is doing.
Vitale's favorite pit bull minion is chomping at the bit lately with some odd cryptic twitter posts. I suspect he's probably missing his CriticWatch days on twitter, wishing he could pick a fight or two. Boring. For now, he doesn't seem to be getting ready to launch any scam-infested wish doll products with his master, so I don't have much interest in his "limp dick" saber rattling.
For the next couple of weeks, I've got to focus on my new project, the fruition of which won't be discussed here. But I'll be back.
Until then, I highly recommend you follow the fun with Bill Harris, the Salty Droid, and Duff McDuffee at Beyond Growth. Seems that Billy-Joe Harris didn't really like Duff's analytic piece about the Hollow Sink (holosync) products Harris puts out and that James Ray required as a part of his Death Lodge party. So there have been threats, cease and desist letters, and a fantastic New Year wedding that brought tears to my eyes. I've never seen so much love.
If only there were so much love in Wimber-lie.