What do you want for a nickel’s worth of free advice, words that come together in cohesive fashion (yes you know I’m all about fashion – others are all about da base bout da base), coherently structured to engender the rapt attention of prospective readers?

I can give you all the words you want.  There’s a book that contains all the books in the world.  I draw my inspiration from that book because there is no storyline to confuse my pwetty wittle head. And there are no hidden meanings to the words.  Therefore I don’t have to read between the lines and I can save you the trouble of searching for the fine print.  I assure you there is no ‘fine print’ in my writing.  It’s not because I’m not a lawyer, which I am not… a lawyer that is.  It’s because the fine print is droll and detracts from your ability to snooze as you follow my ramblings.

“So what’s your post about today darling?”

Sit tight, I’ll get to the point once I’ve had my little jaunt down the lane upon which memories are made. The written word is idyllic.  It’s reminiscent of a bygone era, before we had instant messaging, acronyms that replaced fully fleshed out words.  IDK how things got so condensed, LOL. When I think of all the times I’ve struggled with spelling and context I LMAO.  But it all comes down to what motivates you and how much time you have to devote to a task. WWYLMTS when I don’t have time to talk to you?  Call me?  I’d rather text.  This way I can control the duration or the brevity of the conversation.  Who needs inflection, intonation and all the other passé nuances that accompany the spoken word?

I guess (and I’m not very good at guessing that’s why I don’t play guessing games) once you strip away the opportunity to convey feelings and meanings in subtleties that could be construed as either playful and sultry (or boring and useless if you’re too busy) then cobbling together the first letter of a string of words into a multiple capital letter presentation is about as exciting as communication can get. Okay, TTYL on that topic IYHTTTI.

Friday is upon us.  I know I posted this confluence of words the night before the intended day. And another week is in the books.  What have you to show for your efforts?  Suffer through another boring workweek?  Count the number of people exhibiting signs of the cold virus?  Ponder how time seems to move more quickly the more “X”s we place on the calendar?  All of the above?

Try this for fun.  Hold your breath and count to twenty in Base 2.  I never understood why we learned how to count in any base other than Base 10.  I don’t remember any job interviewer who asked my proficiency in any mathematical context other than Base 10.  Don't tell me you never had the pleasure.  You haven’t lived unless you’ve experienced the penultimate level of confusion trying to figure out when to carry over to the next place when adding a string of numbers.  After that, an abacus is almost science fiction.

Okay, I know you didn’t come all this way to talk numbers, unless it’s dress sizes, shoe sizes and bra sizes.  Well in case you are wondering, a 32 bra in Base 10 is a size 40 bra in Base 8.  And a size 12 dress in Base 10 is only a size 10 in Base 12. Have a little fun around the table after partaking in your favorite spirits.  Keep people guessing.  Why should I be the only one who sees guessing and an entertaining endeavor?

Have a wonderful weekend.  Be safe, be funny and be lighthearted.  You deserve the opportunity to do anything you heart desires.  I hope to see you soon – maybe at the Keystone Conference.  Oh no that’s in two weeks.  Well in Base 5 that’s three weeks, so I still have time to make my arrangements!

Love and hugs, Nikki Nicole DeCaro