I sold a video. WooHoo!!!
Around the time of this thread, I was sideswiped by a transit bus. I bought a GoPro to use as a [del]dash[/del] handlebar cam; however, the battery doesn’t last as long as I ride so I used it for other things, including some races & in the balloon. I’ve donated some race videos, which got me an in-kind letter/tax deduction but no income. Now, I’ve finally sold one (to a customer in the balloon).
outside the edit window - which means I’m also first! 
I’m getting cold hard [del]cash[/del] bank account deposit (Thanks, Square!).
Of course, if you count my investment in action cameras, mounts & stuff I’m still waaay in the red but it’s a start.
This week’s pre-hijack question: Have you ever profited in any way from a hobby?
I’ve sold a bunch of my pottery. Not nearly enough to pay for the kiln, the wheel, the slab roller, and all the work we did to make my little corner of the basement into a studio, but still… I price stuff to cover the clay, the glaze, the electricity to run the kiln for many hours, and maybe a few bucks for me. Of course those few bucks don’t come anywhere close to minimum wage, because unless you’re a famous artiste, people don’t want to pay for your time. The way I look at it, my hobby is self-funded. But profit? It is to laugh!!!
Good morning. Rough night of weird dreams, including me being in prison (no idea why, I just was.) Then me walking across a parking lot with my daughter where she found a lottery ticket. She got all excited because she won tickets to a badminton tournament. 
No, she’s not a badmintoner. And finally, there was a dream involving log in problems and time card problems at work, plus I was trying to take a handful of pills without water (which might explain why I woke thirsty.) Anyway, I’m exhausted. And on top of that, when I went to pack lunch, I discovered the last of the cherries were moldy. Dammit. So I have melon instead.
So, Happy Moanday to all.
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I seem to pick hobbies that are notorious money pits.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Back to work today.
I’ve never profited from any of my hobbies. but they’re cheap, so it’s OK.
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I love creating graphic designs - t-shirts, flyers, brochures, etc. I do a lot for my chorus, and get “paid” in free admission to chorus events. I doubt I could make a business out of it, though.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up, caffeinated, brekkied, and at irk, so no YAWN. Well, I could YAWN cause of the fact that in reality I’m just here cause I’m supposed to be here until Thursday. So, I shall surf teh intartoobz, play solitaire etc and in general fritter away my days this week. OK, I will do some irk, but there is little for me to do.
As far as hobbies, I don’t have any. I’m of of those kinds of people. However, congrats Spidey on the sale.
OK, back to a bzzy day of nuttin’!
Happy Moanday Y’all!
swampy, now that you’re retiring, you *need *a hobby. Since you plan to sit out front and yell at folks to stay off your lawn, you should take up whittlin’. Just get yourself a good pocket knife and a pile of sticks, and you can make pointy sticks!
This computer is sooooooooo sloooooooooooow - I’m trying to load a couple of models and they’re taking for-freekin’-ever! And the boss isn’t in yet, either, so I’m waiting for him to show up so I can ask a few questions. Gonna be one of those days…
I used to paint. I once sold a class assignment to a friend of my dad’s who thought the resulting painting was hilarious.
(I sold a couple of other paintings, and I sincerely hope that it was because they matched the buyer’s decor, because I am nowhere near a great artist.)
I have sold or tried to sell various crafts and mostly failed, so I ended up giving them away. I figure it’s okay because my goal is not to make money, my goal is to have something to do while I watch tv that makes me feel a little less like a couch lump.
It was a cold and rainy weekend. I did not win the poker tournament, nor was I the first one out, so I didn’t suck completely. Roomie and BoyRoomie had a hyuuuuge fight this weekend that did not result in any yelling and screaming, but there was a lot of tension in the house yesterday and I had to leave and just go be anywhere else. I tried to go buy things to make me happy, but couldn’t find anything sufficiently happy-making.
Then I went to bed while it was still light out and felt totally okay with that.
I once had a hobby that turned into a business.
After a while this hobby became a chore and ceased to give me any pleasure.
Damn overachiever! 
Back when I had my first cardiac incident and had to leave teaching, I took my hobbies of flyfishing and playing around with black powder and turned them into a wholesale sporting goods operation. I started off making flies and a couple guns myself and by the end (when I sold off my contracts and quit that) I had a bunch of employees and a business at least known in some circles nationally. So you can indeed make a good piece of coin from a hobby. I wouldn’t make a habit out of it – it destroys the hobby as a hobby for me – but it can be done.
Up and at 'em for Moanday. So far, so good (first 75 minutes of the day)
Don’t have anything one would consider a ‘hobby’, I read (unfortunately, I don’t write, which would bring in money…it’s all outgo buying books) and referee soccer (as a volunteer, so no income there–but a lot fewer hassles with parents, too).
Are there black powder kits?
All I’ve done hobby wise is trade fish I raised to the pet store for credit.
Congratulations on the sale, Spiderman! It doesn’t matter that you’re in the red. It’s the rush that someone liked the video enough to pony up some cash.
It’s not a hobby, because I haven’t kept at it, but I sold one cartoon, once, and one limerick. Congrats again.
I have a massive headache that doesn’t seem to be improving, and I’m super-duper tired. I’m trying to decide if I’m just going to go home. I know I could, but I’m feeling some slight guilt about it. And that kind of guilt usually translates into me cleaning something because I feel bad. I don’t want to spend my afternoon cleaning. I also don’t want to spend it here. I’m torn.
**MetalMouse **- been meaning to ask you: How about your trip? Surely there are a few stories to share. I doubt that I’ll ever go to Africa, so I need to live vicariously thru you!
Lunch break. We had a group meeting to let us know how busy we’re going to be. If all or most of the contracts in bid come in, we’ll be really busy for a while. I just hope I never get on one of the short turn-around projects. I like these more leisurely assignments.
I found out my computer was *sloooooooooooow *because I had too many large models open at once. Duh! It’s working much better now.
Indeed, congratulations.
Irk is extra irksome today.
The closest thing to a hobby I’ve had was a online video game that I put a couple years of my life into. But that only ever cost me money.