I wonder if it's because I used the word Toastmaster. There's now an ad for something called the Ideaboard at the side of this blog. It might not be there when you read this, of course. I don't have control of that.
Unfortunately, as a Toastmaster who often gives speaches in small rooms, it looks like it would be really handy. Visual aids really add to a presentation. They smooth a presentation out, too, because there's less worry that I'll forget something. The small one is even within my current whim purchase limits. Fortunately, the big one isn't, and I want it slightly more than I want the small one.
It may not be obvious why that's a fortunate thing, wanting both of them. The key is that I'd feel bad (guilty?) if I made the wrong purchasing choice and now one of the choices isn't within the whim limit, so I'll have to stop and think about it for awhile.
One of the blessings of having a bad memory is that I can use it with confidence to weed out the purchase of things that I don't really want. I just tell myself I'll think about it. Let it sit on the back burner. If it's not something I REALLY want, I'll forget about it.
If I keep remembering the nifty way it sets up and the way that the transparancies turn the paper tablet into a white board, I may end up buying both of them. But if I forget . . . hey, more money in my pocket.
I just had to grouse. I didn't expect the ads on the side to bring in any money. I just didn't expect them to make me want to spend money myself. Grumble, grumble.
