Monthly Archives: July 2018

Is there any wonder you inhabit my thoughts today?

A woman has a way of infiltrating the mind of a man, no matter how creatively cluttered it may be at a given moment. And as this letter meets your eyes today, Pamper-Her-Friday, perhaps I’m not too low on your thought agenda either, no?

You know what I’d love more than anything this afternoon? To simply be in your company—near a body of tranquil water amidst serene surroundings. I want your fragrance near, your voice clear, and I won’t veer from my surrender to your presence.

Could you make time for me?

I sold some of my holdings in Amazon stock this morning—a couple shares to be exact. I’m not foolish enough to sell the entire lot. Having bought in a few years ago at sub-$400 per, the shares have had a nice run to $1,860 today—north of a quadruple.

Mr. Bezos, the founder, says he’s just getting started. I believe him. I’ll continue to ride the wave.

Just as I ask you to ride the waves—well, more like the slow, peaceful ripples—of Lake Theresa with me as sundown nears this evening. An open-air setting of wine spirits and edibles awaits us on arrival. And I intend to row, row, row our boat straight into the sherbet sunset . . .

. . . like a seafarer in love.

Say, around 6:45?

Anticipating,
Rg2

P.S. Enclosed is a blank cheque with only my signature. Fill in the amount per your discretion. Not to exceed . . . well, that’s your call, angel. Why? It’s Pamper-Her-Friday, love. See you soon.

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Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2

© 2018 Romance by Rg2®

When the power outage struck late last night
I immediately went into improvisation mode,
Your skin temperature rose so humidly hot
Determined was I to usher a breeze semi-cold

Enough that a few hours sleep were still within reach
My hand resting on your pulsing navel all the while,
Daybreak, gosh, did it appear much too soon
I chose not to waken you . . . that I may chance rile

An anxious spirit which may prompt you to leave
At a moment’s time when I most needed you to stay,
The many mornings I’ve woken to a still-puffed pillow
Having imagined a gentle head as yours would lay

No, not a waterbed for you, but a bed on water
Before sunrise, this makeshift isle will simply float,
Woman, you’re my lovely Sunday morning castaway
And I’m your eager rescuer with a crafted love note

Authored alongside a culinary surprise has this writer
Taken time to indulge my romantic-chef skills,
Grilled petite steak, fluffy scrambles draped in cheddar
Vanilla/nutmeg-infused waffle…the hot syrup feels

So luscious to taste guaranteed no morsel you’ll waste
Sip the fresh-squeezed summer juice, it’s nature’s choice,
It wouldn’t be morning without a cup of hot mocha joe
Butter-pecan hints in its body will make you voice

The warmest hello to which I’ll be inclined to reply:
‘Morning, angel, I hope this makes up for lack of sleep’
And as the sunrise reveals itself in your eyes
May you discover the level of my caring is deep

Breakfast in bed, woman, welcome to breakfast at Roy’s
I appreciate your having stayed and given me the chance,
I’m easy, girl, easy I’m yours like a Sunday morning
Don’t leave … for there’s more to this summer’s romance . . . .

Deeply,
Rg2

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Romance lives. -Rg2

© 2018 Romance by Rg2®

Is it true that women don’t make great investors? Apparently that’s the whispered groupthink embedded in business man-circles I’ve been privy to over the years.

Do I believe it? Hell no.

It’s hot today, Sharisi.

Inland Southern California is pushing north of 110 degrees—a record for early July. Forgive me my being a bearer of pernicious news but the planet is slowly smoldering. As if you weren’t aware, right?

Fire season is no longer “seasonal.” It’s year-round. Fresh water is the new oil. In fact, sadly, there’s more oil—both discovered and yet discovered—than fresh water sources around the planet. It’ll only worsen.

Have a tall, cool drink of water with me at dusk, will you? I’ll make it worth your while. It’s Pamper-Her-Friday after all.

Have you seen the Alkaline88® water bottles sprouting up in places like Costco and Shopko? Well, in addition to those retailers/wholesalers, Alkaline88® has recently secured product placement in national/international retailers Walmart and Kroger. That’s a big move.

I don’t usually invest in small, young companies. The risk is too great. But there’s something about water—it’s a precious resource. Even more precious into the future.

The Alkaline Water Company Inc. (ticker: WTER) is trading at $2 a share currently. I’d say that’s a bargain relative to its future market potential. Alkaline88® is ranked #18 in the Top 20 Still Water Brands in the U.S.

When you taste it this afternoon, and if you like it enough to give me the green light on a buy, I’ll go in on 5,000 shares initially (2,500 split between you and me) and, watching forthcoming developments, pick up more on continued promising news.

Soda sales continue to drop. I can almost guarantee you the big soft drink players like Coca-Cola and Pepsi are eyeing Alkaline’s ascension in real time—salivating all the while. One of them will likely add Alkaline88® to its product line-up in a buyout, upon which Alkaline’s stock price will pop on the news. We will easily double our investment.

Water is like you, Sharisi, a precious resource. An increasingly scarce resource.

I highly value precious resources. Especially on Pamper-Her-Friday.

We leave for Nova Scotia at midnight, angel.

Can’t wait to see you, woman.

Tender are my thoughts,
Rg2

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Pamper the woman . . . like a summer’s romantic investment. -Rg2

© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®