Letter to a fellow network marketing friend…

Why I am writing is that this new venture is making me 1% a day, while advertising my websites to over 500 people a week.  Granted it is only a 5 to 15 second page view, but who knows, once in a while someone may save my site or stay on it and I will get a conversion that way.  The real beauty is that it supports my main businesses and pays me cash just to have money invested.

In other words if you would decide to enroll, you would have you website in the rotation to be viewed by the thousands of members randomly.  You would fulfill your obligation (earn the right to advertise) by viewing/surfing sites for between 10 and twenty minutes a day.  It is interesting when you start.  I started with 20 bucks in, and I watched the 20 cents, then up to 22 cents each day and so on.  For my original investment of 20 dollars, in about 3 weeks I now have 26.00.

What is interesting is that people that choose to purchase ad packages in the thousands can make hundreds a day.  Then you compound the earnings by sharing this with others.  Now, again, if YTB is working, the money may not be the motivator, but as you add downline in one business that trust you, you can sometimes make them a part of your trusted loyal ‘tribe’ and share other ideas with them.

Some may take offense or call you a scammer for putting together huge email mailouts (I don’t mind)  but if you are doing business with these people and perhaps just sharing another opportunity that is working for you….it’s more accepted.

If the money is not necessary and I think we know scriptures that warn us about greed, then perhaps you can share this with others that DO need the income from home.  I have found that there are many who will not recruit no matter what, for traditional MLMs.  It is not in their nature.  This, however, will allow them to make some cash and build trust in the company before they send someone to a site.  Besides where else can you legitimately enroll for 20 dollars in something that works well, quickly and is this easy to share?

Now if I did not know you well already, but felt I had enough of a relationship or let’s say permission, to ‘pitch’ you, I’d say this.

(Friend),

I know we know each other and I have previously shared about my travel business.  It is still going well, but a good friend of mine has shared this new venture with me and I have added it as yet another stream of income.  It is so easy.  They pay us to advertise our website, just for spending a couple of minutes every day looking at ads. 

I suggest starting for 20 dollars, (like we did) and just having fun with it.  As you start to earn 1% or more EVERY DAY, perhaps you will increase your investment (advertising package) and even share it with others.

Go to www.asdcashgenerator.com/?ref=53127 and take a look.  If when you sign up you need my number, use 53127 as your sponsor.  You will set up/go to your site, and the menu will stay start surfing.  You get 2 company ads first, which you watch as the counter counts down the seconds, then you click on the corresponding color tab to move on.  When you get to around 25, you have fulfilled your daily surf requirements.  You can stop, but I always go on ’til they make me stop (73 credits).

These credits are the amount of views that you now can use for your site.  Set up your website(s) and just keep periodically transferring the credits so that that site keeps getting viewed.  No site? no worries, use mine    :)  In other words, if doing it just to make some money from home, put any site (with permission of course).  You COULD use your ASD site I guess.  I would NOT suggest they join YTB at that point (495.00?) but perhaps some other site that is free or low-cost.

People can put their blogs, as I will in the future, or perhaps their employers site (again, with permission.)  I mean this is a bonanza for Realtors-put a listing site, or businesses…..Keep in mind that the surfers are from all over the country, though.                 Call me if you have more questions   Suzie Lou (not her real name)………..but my real ASD site and #

As you fulfill your ad-watching/surfing obligation, you CAN put on headphones/turn down the speaker volume, do little tasks around the house, cuz no one will know if you focused on the offers.  I have only really clicked on a few, but have used the names on a few sites to write down for future prospecting.  Again, I do that carefully.  I actually think it is valuable to see the many different ‘ideas’ and some very interesting sites along the way.

Alright, to conclude.  go to www.asdcashgenerator.com/?ref=53127 which will put me as your sponsor (53127) and ‘take off’.'   Rick 

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Jet Blue, I Love You, Part 1

The deal was almost too good to be true.  JET BLUE, going into Salt Lake City, exactly where I wanted to go.  At a very reasonable price.  What was the catch.  Well, there happened to be two.  First of all, I had ten days in which to make the purchase and I wasn’t sure were the money was coming from.  Second, it was going out of Long Beach CA.  It did not seem right. I kept the ticket in mind and made some other plans for the trip as the day quickly approached.  The day before I had a tiff, (a tiff is a term for a fight, but not a big one), with my wife.  I could tell she was not completely on board with my decision to go to Salt Lake City for the first annual convention of our network marketing company, Zrii. She would not help by buying the ticket for me, and eventually I called my old buddy Paul.  Paul was my business associate and had stood up in my wedding 3 years ago.  We were going to convention and we were rooming together. So he had an interest in helping me.  In that trusting and loving way he agreed, and charged the ticket for me.  What a guy. Now, about the Long Beach detail.  What kind of rinkydink parking lot looking small airport was this?  Was this a hidden gem someohow forgotten from the 50s and even WW II?  Who went to it anyway? As my awesome friend Lance quickly frove me from Huntington Beach to the airport, I noticed that it was a big parking lot, that was not properly marked with signs.  Maybe a secret place that only locals knew.  As he pulled right up to the only possible place to unload, all you-know-what broke loose. WWIII was led by one, not so bad looking male cop with a mustache, and a morbidly obese Rambo wannnabe who started to waddle over to me with an angry look on his face.  We moved, darnit, and I had to walk a ways back with my stuff.  Well as things returned to normal, and the security threat was lifted, I focused on the building. I left them dreaming of their next artery-clogging dozen crullers, I navigated the checkin process to perfection.  The smiling Jet Blue employee not only helped me very efficiently, she pushed others through (with check in luggage).  People like this are solid gold, all companies need them. It was small,  like a barracks.  It was one level, and I guess around 4 gates.  CUTE.  And what a cutie ahead of me.  A young mother was training her tiny child to be ‘big girl’ right in front of me.  The experiment was working, and this little doll was imitating her mommy at every opportunity.  Mind you, somtimes these exercises go terribly wrong.  I’m usually the one behind something like this, but for once it was refreshing…. I started to hear the announcements for the Jet Blue flights and lots of light-hearted comments were tossed around, making me smile.  I could see the attitudes of almost all of the fliers.  They were upbeat.  In fact these were very attractive people, who probably all had shopped at Irvine Spectrum or were holdovers from Sharper Image.  They looked like actors, I expected a movie set to be unveiled at any minute.  And themn the announcement.  This was the innaugural flight to Seattle from the cute little airport and "would you like a piece of cake?"  Now I know that I was going to SLC, not Seattle but I felt that I totally could have a piece.  But no.  I’m watching  my girlish figure.  I had discovered where the roly poly fat cop got HIS figure-the free cake parties. What a deal, a party at the airport.  Usually the scene of uptight  TSA types and tense passengers that left 20 minutes too late from their home.  I liked it.  I started out toward my flight. See Part 2,   soon.

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baby wants to jetski

baby wants to jetski       She MAY actually want A jetski.  She mentions it, under her breath sometimes, then out loud during certain moods.  She has this picture.  When she was about 15, they had jetskis (two of them) lined up outside the house.  As you may have figured out, they lived on the water…….in Hawaii.

She has expensive dreams.  But that’s good.  Got to have a why.  You want to know the other one?

Baby wants a BMW 3 series.  Red, with a little blueish in it.  Or Metallic Gray, or Silver.  (Not purple, not maroon.)  I want her to have one.  I could see myself in a new car, but I don’t have a clear picture yet.  No car for Ricky!  She can’t either until she gets this color thing right.

I don’t think you can really start a journey and have a plan, if you don’t know where you are going.  We are going to the jetski store…in the future.  I can see us on the darn things.  Bouncing as we catch the waves.  Catching air.    THAT’S how I roll.

Salt water spraying, in our eyes, gettting some sun.

I just kinda sneak into her dreams, because I can.

Otherwise the long hours working at home can be tedious.  The turn downs, the idiots, the wrong numbers on the phone seem like a weight on my shoulders with no reason to continue on.  Her years at Dr. school were rough, except for when she saw that carrot just ahead of her.

Baby likes to travel.  She’s no Motel 6, Super 8, or Zinger Motel kind of lady.  We pay someone to watch the cats, and THAT’S not a bad gig.  We’ve been in the seats of the front of the plane, and we never want to go back.

Baby likes the restaurant leaning over the cliff, rather than the steakhouse chain, or the cafeteria style place.  She deserves it, she’s a Dr.  I deserve it, I’m with her.

She sends fruit baskets for Christmas (not fruitcakes), she always gives good gifts.

Baby pays some of my bills as I move towards my financial goals (which are hers as well).  Lost a couple of the women there, did’nt I?

I see us at the Chopra Center for Well-Being, side by side, getting treatments with oils, getting massaged and loving life.  She’s really led me to great health.  I rub her feet like no one else can.  And btw, no one else can. 

We’ll be there, in a convertible, cruising up Highway 1 towards San Francisco, from Pismo Beach.  You either know what I am talking about, or you need to get out more.  I mean c’mon, put us in a Visa commercial or something!

The old Rick used phrases like “I can’t afford that” “Wish I could go there   :( “  “When I get outta debt, I’ll…..”(fill in the blank)  “Someday I’ll” 

YOU NEVER GET TO SOMEDAY I’LL.  Your ship does not JUST come in.  That’s like expecting to win the lottery but not purchasing a ticket.  Not going to work.

To get somewhere, you HAVE to see it, see yourself there, kick the tires, take it for a spin, make an offer, have a plan, pretend, act as if you’re already there.  Some put the pics up in the office, bathroom etc.

You also have to believe that you are worthy, deserving, and see yourself in possession, earning it, etc.  You have to earn enough money to buy it, lease it, maybe even rent it.

For a good 14 years I had a governor on my financial go-cart.  Remember the go-carts you get in and race against your friends.  Who won?  Assuming you all floored it the whole way, probably the one that happened to be in the front row.  Because of the governors. 

Or would you prefer ceiling.

Can’t get over that.  Like a long time employee trading his/her hours for dollars, at the top of the pay scale.  Now THAT’S a motivated worker…….NOT.

I’m not a good employee for someone else.  Any of you employers that took a wrong turn on the way to see your Careerbuilder post for employees…..keep walking and don’t look back. 

You won’t get your dreams and goals working for someone else.  Well maybe, but I bet you adjusted down those lofty goals when reality hit you, somewhere through the years.

So what do you do?

Assuming you are NOT the next Beckham (who?) or Peyton Manning, or Prince Fielder, or Tiger Woods….And if you aren’t threatening Carrie Underwood or Beyonce, or Bruce Springsteen for performing excellence…….

For ‘normal’ people like me, Network Marketing, home-based business, perhaps internet marketing, all seem to be the best hope.  That is, to make the big bucks, get free(r) with your time, and hit those big goals.

Get that clear picture of a Why, a plan to acheive it, find a GREAT company, and you could be off to the races.  Let me help you with some suggestions…….    ( ZRII)

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one of those days……

Wow, a banner day, right up there with the birth of a child, (whatever that’s like.)  or….winning something,  or maybe my wedding day.  I’ll actually elaborate on the wonders of the relationship I have with my wife soon, so stay tuned. 

But today, started well, rose to a great peak, and then kinda stayed there for about 3 hours or even more.  Picture Jack Nicholson saying “Yes!”, with that little fist pump he does.  Or one of those Toyota commercials where they do the jump and kick.  I don’t even want to go to bed, so here I am.  I have to blog late, late, so it does NOT take away from ‘legitimate’ prime work time.  If the word gets out, you guys might even expect more regular stuff, so then I’ll really have to plan, or something.

I looked forward to today, and I pictured what would go on.  I pre-paved, by ’seeing’ what would go on, and it happened.  Revolutionary?  I think not.  Read the Law of Attraction, by Esther and Jerry Hicks, and please DO get back to me.

My ship is coming in, I can actually see it cruising around Diamond Head, past the lighthouse, on it’s slow way through the scenic coast area.  This is fun.  I see all my friends, the good ones, not the fake ones (that really don’t wish me well.)  They are on the deck, waving, cheering, genuinely thrilled and cheering me on….OK where was I?

Yeah, such a day.  I am a home-based biz guy.  I get to work in my shorts, no shoes.  I don’t have to shave.  You guys likin’ that image, OK I’ll stop.  But last night-LATE I did send my buddy in Florida an email.  It was the last email in a series pointing out the good features of being in biz with me.  He’s a natural.  I knew it, but you know, you can’t really want it for someone else.

You certainly can’t do it for them.  I made some bold promise, and reminded him of all the great things that I was so grateful for, about him.  You could say I owed him, for all he had done.  And I DID say that.  This business would be my way of paying him back for all that he had done.  I laid it on a bit thick, but really, it was from the heart.

Then I thought, he may ignore this altogether, but I gave it a shot.  And like a walk-away deal at a rummage sale, I was committed to not look back after this correspondence.  The walk-away deal, done properly, should get you a cheap price on the item you want , I don’t know, perhaps 67% of the time.  You pick up the item, or lovingly walk around it, or stare at it for a while.  Then you announce to the person in charge “I’ll give you _____. which is about half of what the price is.”  You CAN start walking way, or drift a bit even before you get an answer, but the main thing is to be walking away if you get a no.  You CAN’T stop, or even look back.  You are committed. 

Many times the person, says, “hey, come back” and you get your deal.  Once in a while the guy/gal does not and you have to live with it.  (File that one away for Saturday when you are driving around town.)

Like I said this guy is a natural, and I left the email very late our time, which was probably about the time he was getting up on the other side of the country.  I felt that I had given it the best shot, and I went to bed, feeling kinda neutral, not being overly desirous.  I wanted him to accept, but fretting over it, or any kind of anxiety shows a lack, or a need.  That ain’t good.

Well, it looks like I’m milking this, so I will get right to it.

When I got up, there was both a phone message and an email from my buddy.  He saw the light, or at least would throw his hat into the ring.  Woohoo!

As we launched into a 90 minute 4 way call to get my long time friend started in biz with me/us.  There was a tear in my eye as I considered how important this was to me, and would be to him (and his family).

You see Network Marketing is about people and relationships.  Managing organizations, not all about sales.  Once you have the Five Pillars with your biz all together it is time to get to work.  If you are blessed enough to get to bring very good friends (and wives) along for the ride, well, that is the icing on the cake.

With Zrii, we have all that, and more it seems.

I wish you all luck and abundance.  I would like to help you reach your dreams in life: finances, time with the ones you love, maybe 18 holes a day,  fix up that car, go to Cabo, what ever they are. 

My friend wants for his son and daughter to go to fine colleges, and wants to watch them at their martial arts competition, at graduation, when they come home at night.  His son is studying the Bible and will want to get baptized soon.  Some times work gets in the way of all that stuff.

But that is why we do THIS…..rrrrrrrrrrrick

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