A disclosure policy for the rest of us.

If you’re stoked to read my real and legal disclosure policy created by NASA scientists in an effort to keep me out of a Federal prison for taking forty-five American cents from an advertiser you don’t know about, please click here.

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If you’d like me to treat you like you didn’t smoke pot for an entire decade while simultaneously inhaling a bleach & Pine-sol cocktail, then I’m going to break it down for you in plain English right here. It’ll save you a little time, and whatnot.

I am a blogger. That word is derived from the Greek word “blog”, meaning to write words on a machine and force other people to read them, and “ger”- meaning to be paid .19 a year for your efforts.

This blog does, will,  and shall always & forever take money when it is offered by advertisers. Let me be extra clear about that…when advertisers want to give me money, I will probably take it.

I like money, I use it in my daily life on frivolous things like a roof and food and even though I try to stop, I keep giving in and buying electricity.

However, it’s a true fact that if an advertiser sells, stands for or does something that doesn’t jive with me as a human person, I will politely decline to take their cash. That’s why you’ll never see ads for puppy-kicking or Rush Limbaugh here.

If someone sends me something to review and tells me I can haz it for free, I will take it and I will try it. I will take it even if it’s something I will never actually use in real life, like mustache bleach. (Just because it’s blonde doesn’t mean it’s invisible.)

If it turns out I really do like it, I’ll blog about it and use words like, “fantastic”, and maybe even “Elvis-like.” If there are little things about it I think could be a bit better, I’ll say so.

If I dislike the product and decide I would rather light my eyebrows on fire than ever use it, you will never know it because I won’t give it the first mention on this blog no matter how much it costs or how much a company spent sending it to me. I don’t think the world needs another human talking about how much they hate something.

We all had enough of that with my first husband.

In short, even though I accept money from good people who are kind enough to give it to me, I’m an honorable person who really does want to do right by my readers. When you click an affiliate ad on this blog, it costs you nothing extra and it helps me in a way that makes me want to build you a cake. Or buy you a unicorn saddle. Your choice.

I like you. I’m glad you’re here and so are my sweet advertisers. PS: The utility company and grocery store says thanks.