Gorby’s Little Grab Bags

 

“Never sell to a Zombie.” That’s what my grampa Herman told me back when I was only 11 years old and we were on a field-trip, a school holiday during which I got to ride with my grampa as he drove around upper New York State to sell to his clients in Buffalo, Syracuse, Albany, Schenectady, Utica, Oneida and back to the city. “When you sell to a zombie,” he continued, “you must sell what zombies buy.” What he might have said today is, “…A zombie will only buy what it’s programmed to buy. Never sell that.” I don’t. Zombies HATE my stuff. What I do offer for Christmas, Chanukah and Kwanzaa, New Year’s Eve, Chinese New Year and of course Hallowe’en and Thanksgiving, are a variety of wonderful exotic Out-of-this-World stocking-stuffers — small gifts that surprise everyone, including the giver!!! I select and wrap each gift for my Gorby’s Little Grab Bags so that when it’s opened, you don’t know until that moment, exactly what you’ve given. Read on for more info:

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SlabWay to Heaven

Yeh, it’s true. All that glitters is gold. Forget the glittery stuff, and go for the iron lamp, dude. Listen to Shameless O’Riley when he says you can USE those coin-loaded slabs to Time Travel, Space Travel and as an added attraction, apply them to an electronic wizard such as “SlabWay to Heaven”, my latest offering in Orbs. I’ll be making a video on how to use the slabs in meditation, ritual and healing. Stay tuned for more.

See You At The Top!!!

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Making Spiritual Work Pay

Sounds funny, right? But the government here and in most places around the world are not interested in subsidizing the spiritual lives of those renunciates who reject all material things including making a livelihood. There are some circumstances which allow individuals to retire from the world and engage fully and completely in spiritual activities. Those circumstances generally involve a lot of money raised by others to allow this to happen. The only way to make your way anymore is to somehow make your spiritual work pay off both in spirit and by putting food on the table, roof over head. Sure, you can be a bum, but there’s an honest “Hobo” way to do it — chop wood, carry water. I’ll be talking about this at the ICW.

Time Travel Made Easy

Back in the 1950s, my dad Horace, who was then the editor of Galaxy Science Fiction Magazine, one of the “Big 3” sci-fi mags of the time, wrote a story for an 800-word gap in the issue, with no time to beg a story from one of his stable of writers…it had to be written overnight. It was exactly 800 words. Short-shorts are very hard to write — trick is to hold the punchline ’til the very, very last moment, without “telegraphing” the ending. In a longer story, the ending doesn’t generally matter much.

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What You Will Need

If you’re planning to attend the Thanksgiving Weekend Workshop, you’ll need several items: Loose comfortable clean dance clothes; velvet coin search pad; 40x loupe; if your eyes are not good anymore, you’ll also need an OptiVisor which is available at jewelry supply stores. We can order any or all of the above for you, but NOW is the time to order those things if you expect them to be here for you when you get to the workshop. I’ll be having YOU do the speed-searches, and I’ll inspect and correct as you go. Talk about Zen.

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Revolutionary Idea


How about a 9-up coin slab set around the American Revolution? Problem is, the post-Colonial issues are through the roof. I’ve thought of a solution: use the death dates of the participants. This brings us to affordable currency, at any rate. I’ve already made up a 9-up of the Civil War, the Jesse James gang, women of the Old West, history of golf, world sports and now, I’ve found the coins that enable me to commemorate “the shootout at the OK corral”. It comes to exactly eight shooters, if you count the two gutless wonders that ran away the moment the first shot was fired. It features a rare centerpiece coin, using the starting and ending dates of the OK Corral in Tombstone, Arizona in the 1870s and ’80s — ah, those were the good old days, right?

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