The Fine Art of Not Taking Advice (Especially Mine) If you’ve ever stumbled onto a blog in search of wisdom, you may have noticed a pattern: people handing out life-changing secrets like they’re free mints at a diner. Not here. Nope. What you’ll get here is more like the fortune inside a cookie that was written by someone running late for lunch. Take, for example, financial advice. Other blogs will tell you to diversify your portfolio. Me? I’ll tell you not to keep all your eggs in one basket…unless the basket is really big, made of titanium, and guarded by three very angry geese. Same idea, but clearly less actionable. Or medical advice. Some blogs will explain the benefits of leafy greens. I’ll remind you that pizza is technically a salad if you squint at the toppings. Don’t quote me on that at your next doctor’s visit, though. And relationship advice? The best I’ve got is: don’t text your ex at 2 a.m., unless you’re a historian, in which case… maybe you’re just fact-chec...