Greyhound Handicapping Systems: Do You Make This Mistake Over and Over Again

How are you at picking winning dogs? Pretty good? Just so-so? Not very good at all? Well, if your answer is either of the last two answers to this question, let me ask you another question. Do you think your chances of picking a winner will be better next time you go to the track?

Before you answer that, and you should try to be honest, let me say that almost everyone would say that they’ll probably do better the more they go to the track. This is only true though, if they’re doing something to make themselves a better handicapper. So, even though your answer isn’t for me, but only for you, can you honestly say that you’re doing all you can to become a better handicapper?

Think back to other things you’ve learned. You may be a good golfer or you may be good at figuring out which team will take the pennant this year. You may be good at poker or fixing things around the house. How did you get to be good at those things? Did you just have natural talent or did you learn to be good at them by studying, practicing and learning all you could about those subjects?

Could you always change a flat tire, or did someone show you how to do it? How about those burgers you grilled for the cookout you had last weekend? Did you start with a recipe or some suggestions from your wife or a guy on The Food Channel? Or did you just throw them together with no clue at all as to what you were doing and they happened to turn out delicious?

Sometimes, that works. Most of the time though, it doesn’t work very well at all. Think back to the failures you’ve had when you’ve tried to do something that you weren’t prepared for. At work, you know that if you want to get paid, you have to do your homework and be prepared, just like you did back in high school.

The way I look at it, every dog track program is a test. The people who win, are the people who have taken notes, studied and prepared over days, weeks, months and even years. They’ve taken every opportunity to get better at what they do. If you want to win, start studying and catch up with the winners.

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Don’t Make This Mistake With Men And Relationships!

One of the most important things to know about a man is his primary fear…to be incompetent. It’s the complete opposite of the primary female fear…to be alone. Because it’s so different, many women downplay it or ignore it outright, to their detriment. As a result, they greatly decrease their chances of a happy relationship. Correctly learning how to ease a man’s primary fear of being incompetent can have a dramatic effect on the health and well being of your dating or marriage relationship.

If you were to say to the typical man that he wasn’t very “nice,” it might bother him a bit. But… if you were to imply directly or indirectly that he wasn’t competent at his job, at being your mate, etc., that would hurt him much, much more.

Secondly, the most important person to give a man feedback, feedback that means the most, is his wife or girlfriend. What she thinks about him matters more than most other people. What a married man wants most, is a happy wife. If she’s happy then he believes that he’s doing a good job as her husband.

What if she fails to share with her man what she’s happy about? What if she compliments him like she would another woman, a manner that means little to most men?

Talk to him in a way that he understands.

Let’s say…for example, he fixes a cupboard door in the kitchen. He does something simple like the tightening of the screws, ensuring that it’s firmly in place.

Now, if he were a female (I know…that’s probably a bit hard to imagine, OK…really hard to imagine, but work with me), you might say that it was very “considerate” or “nice” of him to fix the cupboard door. “That was very kind of you honey!” This sort of language is rooted in “connection.” Being connected is the opposite of being alone, which, as I mentioned earlier, is the primary female fear. “Nice” people, “kind” people and “considerate” people are the type of people who are best able to connect.

In effect, what your uniquely female language is telling the man, your man, is that his actions have enabled the two of you to connect, to not be alone. What higher compliment could you give him? What greater reassurance could you provide? You have reassured him that he is not alone, that the two of you have connected. That’s just what a man wants most right?

Wrong. That’s what a woman wants most.

Think of children for a moment, maybe think back to your own childhood. Two girls are mad at each other. One girl threatens the other girl. “I won’t be you’re friend.” The message? You will be without me as a friend and suffer a loss of connection. When have you ever, and I mean EVER, heard a boy threaten another boy in that manner? A boy’s threat to another boy has to do with issues of competence. “I’ll punch you.” “I bet I can run faster than you.” A boy’s natural first response to the threat of being hit, is to figure out if he has the resources to handle the boy who is threatening him. The more competent he feels about handling the physical threat, the less fear he feels. Whether or not he’s going lose “connection” with this other boy is not his primary concern.

So…what a man wants most is to know that he is making a positive impact in his girlfriend’s or wife’s life. That he’s competent, a valuable member of the family, a valuable part of your life. He wants to be complimented on what he does as opposed to who he is.

That’s worth repeating.

Men want to be complimented and recognized for what they do, how they contribute to make the world a better place as opposed to whether or not they’re “nice” or “kind.” If you can explain to him how his “nice” and “kind” behaviour directly affects his competence and contribution as a man, then he’s very happy.

Let’s take another look at the “fixing of the cupboard door” scenario and see how else you could talk to him.

Tell him, “Honey, I appreciate how you fixed the cupboard door, now I’m not concerned about it falling off and hitting me in the head. I feel much safer now.”

This compliment is specific and most importantly, stated clearly in terms of how his actions have made your life better, safer, etc. This compliment connects his actions to your feelings.

If a husband doesn’t see a connection between what he does for you as his wife, and how it impacts you, he will decrease and in lots of cases stop trying completely. If he gets no feedback at all from you, or only negative feedback when something isn’t done the way you like it, he will look other places for positive feedback. This may be his work, the kids, hobbies or sadly, another woman.

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I will try and get straight to the point. My husband came home from war this summer, we tried to have child, I knew something had changed him but hoped after some time adjusting to being home things would even him out. The military flagged him during outprocessing for possibly suffering from PTSD. He refused to admit anything and was able to BS his way out of the counselor’s office. We did become pregnant I was so happy but when I told him he didn’t act or show he was happy. Instead the next day he left me alone in a state where I had no family, so I moved back to my home state. We continued to talk, he said we where gonna move so told landlady and was in process of moving some boxes and stuff. When I came home he told me it wasn’t gonna work after weeks of telling me over phone what he had been moving and making it seem we where gonna get back together. That night I had bad cramps and when went to obgyn next day found out baby’s heart had stopped. After the surgery and I got out of hospital. He said all sorts of hurtful things like he wondered if the child was even his, which I was the most faithful wife becuase I loved him so deeply, how our marriage was a mistake and so where the 8 years we spent together. He would call me randomly and cuss me for something or tell me he’s already planning on dating other people 2 weeks after the miscarriage.When I went to pick up the rest of my stuff once was physically able he even showed me pictures of one of his friend’s new born baby this was about a week after hospital. The man that came home from war was not the man I knew. i haven’t slept a full night in over 3 months even with sleep aids they only work for about 4 hours. I wake up sometimes and dont know where I am or worse I forget that I am no longer pregnant. I feel as if my soul has died. I am on Zolft 200 mg a day, Ativan, ambien and restroil and I am still crying my eye’s off at random days or times. Nothing seems to help, I feel crushed completely. How long will I feel this way? I have talked to professionals but nothing is helping. I still hold onto the baby clothes and stuff I bought. I can’t throw out the old ultrasound pictures. I know it’s sad but I just can’t get rid of it. Does it get any better or should I just lock myself up? I dont know how to get over this hurt and pain I feel inside. Is there anyone who has been thru this or can offer any suggestions as to what i should do.

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Every candidate wants comprehendsive Immigration reform! It’s the checkered flag for employers in getting cheap labor!

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To laud yourselves for the acquisition of The Wire, then hamstring the potential audience for this by such harebrained scheduling beggars belief. This is a huge show. Why not ten o’clock, I understand you cannot move Newsnight, so why not BBC three or four, plus a later showing on BBC two? Maybe even a catch-up on one of these channels?

Many of us who are unable to pay for DVD box sets or satellite subscriptions (but who do pay a license fee), have been hearing about, then yearning for a chance to see this show. The complex, involved nature of the format means that to miss one episode is to be cast hopelessly adrift. A whole audience in front of their television sets at eleven-twenty every night for sixty episodes? So the BBC has chosen to render their biggest buy-in of one of the biggest TV shows of recent years impotent. Really?

Channel four built a reputation for excellent programming on creative buy-ins, good scheduling. Don’t repeat the same mistake you made with Seinfeld. Given the state of your current out-put, how weak your own drama is these days, should you not think about using resources, like the import of a critically acclaimed show, to bolster your flagging schedules, especially if you consider how thinly you’re spreading weak programming over multi channels? Can you honestly imagine Channel Four buying this show, and then scheduling it this way? Or do you think they might look to achieve sustained attainable ratings? Perhaps the thought of a large audience watching an imported show, is still thought of as being a little crass at the BBC.

As to the fiasco of this show not being available on iplayer, better to have not bought the show than embarrass your implementation of iplayer, with a limitation that cripples the application at exactly the point at which it should have come into it’s own. If you cannot buy something on reasonable terms, please do not waste my money on it. I would find it very unsurprising if the same contract that stops you from streaming the show, forbids repeats and stipulated the ridiculous scheduling of 60 episodes, back to back, as everything here seems contrived to force viewers wishing to see the show to buy the box set. Perhaps the BBC has now taken on advertising, for HBO products.

Ahh… Do you remember when Channel Four bought the Sopranos? Golden days, golden days.

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Here is the letter I received.. what part gives you the most red flags? I dont buy any of it!

"We are glad to inform you your position as one of our secret shoppers was approved. And i am taking this opportunity to congratulate you and welcome you to Retail Reality®.I am very certain that you would enjoy your work with us as we are ready to create impact to the consumer market.

This is also a notification to you that your job will start next week before Friday and We have an assignment for you for the week.The company will issued out a payment for next week assignment packet. Meaning that part of your weekly payment of 0 will be issue to you with some funds which you will use in executing this Assignment.

ASSIGNMENT INFORMATION :

Read and make sure you understand all that is stated below to avoid any mistake occurrence. You should Receive a check from one of our company. And this is your assignment .

Once the check is available i will provide the tracking # for you you to trace it and know the actual time to get it.
The Payment was issued to cover the project bills and also part of your weekly wages and Assignment :-

Once you receive the check payment you will take it to your bank and get it cash you will deduct 0 as part of your weekly wage then send the rest of the money to our delegate name and address which will be given to you later, any transfer fee should be deducted from the remaining balance of what you get.

The remaining balance should be use for the below assignment . Follow these instructions below.

1ST ASSIGNMENT :

Your first assignment is to go to any of the Western Union Money Transfer location and use their service.

As a Mystery shopper , You should go there and study how to send money and memorize all you see at the outlet . We want you to report back to us with the following information :

-Procedure of attendance :
-How many attendance in the outlet :
-How many minutes it took for them to attend to you and process transfer :

Also as a Mystery shopper your job is to observe any thing useful going on in the outlet . Then you would go ahead and make a western union money transfer to another mystery shopper for another assignment.

Please try as much to be discrete when doing your work as a mystery shopper,Just observe all you see and report back when you get back home . Your next assignment would be visiting a museum , We would provide you with the details and address later.

Also to further finalize this Assignment, you have to get back to us with the below western union transfer information for the money you sent to other mystery shopper :

1. Senders Name and Address
2. 10 Digit Money Transfer Control Number {M.T.C.N}
3. The amount transferred after deducting western union charges.

This project Shouldn’t take you more than a couple of hours to execute and the time limit matters to us , With that we can also determine your efficiency and commitment you show in working with us. Please Kindly Acknowledge that you read and understand, and reply back by sending a confirmation letter that you fully understood what your duties are. Then you will be giving your first primary assignment. Looking forward to work with you on this project .

Yours Sincerely,
David Mcintosh
Phone: 843-491-4832
Website:www.retailreality.com.au"

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Hi my family and I (4 all together) are planning to go to six flags, and we were wondering if there are any promos or discounts we can get. Thanks!
Sorry not Chicago! My mistake!

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I have a mp3 of a song that I got from a friend at least 7-8 years ago. The mp3 info states that the band name is Anti Flag (it sounds like the same guy singing) it also says that the name of the song is Just Sane. Since there is a guy in Anti Flag named Justin Sane, I have begun to believe that the name of the song is something else and that someone made a mistake when typing in the name of the song and the author of the song. Since I want to buy the CD to get better sound quality I really need to know the name.

Here are the lyrics as far as I can hear and make out:

????????????? more lately that I can’t fall asleep when I lying next to you, lying next to you
But it’s not because the scent of your hair that I love so much
No it’s cause I know that I’m gonna miss you
Do you remember the first time we met
You looked so distressed
I offered all my help to find your missing cup???
But that was just an excuse to talk to you
Now when I have to leave, when I have to go
When I have to disappear from your side for some weeks or months
When I have to sleep all alone take showers by myself
Watch bad ????? with no one else
Those are the times that I feel so alone
Those are the days I never wanna leave home

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my day basically went like this

It was after school, and after lacrosse practice. I needed Scotch tape. I went to the Wal-Mart down the road to procure some. Little did I know that this would become a battle with my own sanity before I left. Now, I can’t say that I’ve been shopping for Scotch tape in recent memory, so I wasn’t exactly sure where to find it. My best guess placed me in the aisle with all of the household cleaning supplies. No go. So I went an aisle over to find some immigrant worker stocking paper towels. Clearly, this guy would know where to find the Scotch tape. Or, at least, that’s what I thought at first.
"Excuse me, Sir? I’m looking for Scotch tape," I say.
The man looks up from his work, standing up to a good three and a half feet tall. Apparently, this particular Wal-Mart was looking to meet its Oompa Loompa quota. " Scotch tape?" he asks?
"Yeah, Scotch tape."
He stares at me blankly for a few seconds. "Spray?" he confusedly replies.
Oh, Jesus. This was a mistake. "No, it’s not a spray."
So, Oompy Boy takes me back to the aisle I was just in, points into it, and declares "Spray." Then, he walks off. And so we have strike one. I set off again to locate somebody that both worked there AND spoke English, a task that would prove nigh-impossible. I eventually run into this old lady dragging a cart of boxes around. I ask her where the Scotch tape is. She replies that it’s either in the aisle I was just in, or in the aisle with the carpet cleaners. Well, I was just in the aisle I was just in, and couldn’t find the Scotch tape even with the assistance of a little orange man. I relayed this information to the lady.
She took me back to the aisle I was just in, anyways. I hate people.
As soon as the lady realized that there was not, in fact, any Scotch tape in this aisle, I was pointed in the direction of carpet cleaners about halfway across the store. I embarked on my journey at once. I soon arrived, but alas, no Scotch tape. The carpet cleaners section contained, amazingly enough, only carpet cleaners. Apparently not having suffered enough from my previous two encounters, I again set out to seek the assistance of a salesperson. Each attempt proved increasingly difficult, as salespeople at this particular Wal-Mart were about as elusive as naked women at the Neverland Ranch. I had made it all the way to pool supplies before I managed to catch up to one unable to scurry away from me before I could plead for help, possibly because her fat ass seemed to weigh in excess of a metric ton. I ask her where I can find some Scotch tape.
" Scotch tape?" she asks.
Oh, Jesus. Here we go again. "Yeah, Scotch tape."
"Check the cleaning supplies aisle over in groceries," she suggests.
Yeah, that wasn’t going to fly. I politely inform her that her suggested avenue had already been explored, and that she had best provide a more suitable answer before I buried my foot deep inside of her size-52 ass.
"Umm… hardware?" she says. This was not a more suitable answer. My reply, though nonverbal, seemed to convey my feelings on the subject. Long live the power of the facepalm!
So, Tubby walks me over to another sales assistant, who she then proceeds to ask, "Yo Quiero Scotch tape?"
The other associate turns to look at her and then, in perfect English, replies, "what’s Scotch tape?"
Oh, God. Butterball spent a few seconds trying to explain it to her before finally turning to me and again pointing me in the direction of hardware. Eager to be away from the hungry clutches of a hideous beast likely to eat me at her next feeding time, I left for hardware.
Upon entering hardware, I encounter a Hispanic lady that strongly resembled Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue, only with more tattoos and considerably less attractive. I asked her where I may procure so Scotch tape and was pointed towards automotives. Fine. Automotives sounded like a better idea than hardware, so I went to go check it out. Alas, still no Scotch tape. So, I head back to the hardware whore and demand that I be shown to the Scotch tape in automotive. She complies, and I back off to automotives with the bassist from Motley Crue in tow. She searches for a little while, but is unable to find the object of my desire. Another sales rep, who was apparently lord and master of the automotive section appeared and was flagged down for help by the bitch from hardware. After presented with the situation, the Queen of Automotive Land formally declared that Scotch tape had been discontinued.
Right. Scotch tape has been discontinued. And I’m the king of fucking Spain.
The Automotive Mistress begins a long speech about how unpopular products are discontinued after awhile and I will have nothing of it.

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It was after school, and after lacrosse practice. I needed Scotch tape. I went to the Wal-Mart down the road to procure some. Little did I know that this would become a battle with my own sanity before I left. Now, I can’t say that I’ve been shopping for Scotch tape in recent memory, so I wasn’t exactly sure where to find it. My best guess placed me in the aisle with all of the household cleaning supplies. No go. So I went an aisle over to find some immigrant worker stocking paper towels. Clearly, this guy would know where to find the Scotch tape. Or, at least, that’s what I thought at first.
"Excuse me, Sir? I’m looking for Scotch tape," I say.
The man looks up from his work, standing up to a good three and a half feet tall. Apparently, this particular Wal-Mart was looking to meet its Oompa Loompa quota. " Scotch tape?" he asks?
"Yeah, Scotch tape."
He stares at me blankly for a few seconds. "Spray?" he confusedly replies.
Oh, Jesus. This was a mistake. "No, it’s not a spray."
So, Oompy Boy takes me back to the aisle I was just in, points into it, and declares "Spray." Then, he walks off. And so we have strike one. I set off again to locate somebody that both worked there AND spoke English, a task that would prove nigh-impossible. I eventually run into this old lady dragging a cart of boxes around. I ask her where the Scotch tape is. She replies that it’s either in the aisle I was just in, or in the aisle with the carpet cleaners. Well, I was just in the aisle I was just in, and couldn’t find the Scotch tape even with the assistance of a little orange man. I relayed this information to the lady.
She took me back to the aisle I was just in, anyways. I hate people.
As soon as the lady realized that there was not, in fact, any Scotch tape in this aisle, I was pointed in the direction of carpet cleaners about halfway across the store. I embarked on my journey at once. I soon arrived, but alas, no Scotch tape. The carpet cleaners section contained, amazingly enough, only carpet cleaners. Apparently not having suffered enough from my previous two encounters, I again set out to seek the assistance of a salesperson. Each attempt proved increasingly difficult, as salespeople at this particular Wal-Mart were about as elusive as naked women at the Neverland Ranch. I had made it all the way to pool supplies before I managed to catch up to one unable to scurry away from me before I could plead for help, possibly because her fat *** seemed to weigh in excess of a metric ton. I ask her where I can find some Scotch tape.
" Scotch tape?" she asks.
Oh, Jesus. Here we go again. "Yeah, Scotch tape."
"Check the cleaning supplies aisle over in groceries," she suggests.
Yeah, that wasn’t going to fly. I politely inform her that her suggested avenue had already been explored, and that she had best provide a more suitable answer before I buried my foot deep inside of her size-52 ***.
"Umm… hardware?" she says. This was not a more suitable answer. My reply, though nonverbal, seemed to convey my feelings on the subject. Long live the power of the facepalm!
So, Tubby walks me over to another sales assistant, who she then proceeds to ask, "Yo Quiero Scotch tape?"
The other associate turns to look at her and then, in perfect English, replies, "what’s Scotch tape?"
Oh, God. Butterball spent a few seconds trying to explain it to her before finally turning to me and again pointing me in the direction of hardware. Eager to be away from the hungry clutches of a hideous beast likely to eat me at her next feeding time, I left for hardware.
Upon entering hardware, I encounter a Hispanic lady that strongly resembled Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue, only with more tattoos and considerably less attractive. I asked her where I may procure so Scotch tape and was pointed towards automotives. Fine. Automotives sounded like a better idea than hardware, so I went to go check it out. Alas, still no Scotch tape. So, I head back to the hardware whore and demand that I be shown to the Scotch tape in automotive. She complies, and I back off to automotives with the bassist from Motley Crue in tow. She searches for a little while, but is unable to find the object of my desire. Another sales rep, who was apparently lord and master of the automotive section appeared and was flagged down for help by the ***** from hardware. After presented with the situation, the Queen of Automotive Land formally declared that Scotch tape had been discontinued.
Right. Scotch tape has been discontinued. And I’m the king of ******* Spain.
The Automotive Mistress begins a long speech about how unpopular products are discontinued after awhile and I will have nothing of it. I cut her off and ask if they have any of a product just like Scotch tape. I am taken and dragged deep into the bowels of automotives in search of this mysterious substitute. Automotives Whore points me towards some leather polish. Way to go. I take this moment to explain two thin
two things to her. First, leather polish is not Scotch tape, nor is it an acceptable substitute, nor is it even the same product. Secondly, the product on the shelf directly underneath what she had pointed me to was, in fact, Scotch tape. I then claim my prize with a satisfied grin upon my face.
"Well, that’s not the same kind," the Queen of automotives declared in an apparent attempt to save face.
Not the same kind? What the hell? It’s ******* Scotch tape! Granted, it’s Scotch tape for autos, but all that means is that the picture on the front of the can is a car seat instead of a sofa. Apparently, this was too much for my friend to handle. I removed myself from her presence in disgust. On the way back to the register, I decided to stop and get some glue. Even though I buy it frequently at Wal-Mart (I use it a lot), I had some difficulty locating it at this particular store. I did not, however, at any point stoop to asking salespeople for help finding it. Given my past experienc
i know…
wasn’t the best ending in my perspective

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