This is … almost, but not quite, sorta-not, not even … funny. Sigh. So it’s raining (again) and while rain is almost always welcome, not so much right in the now. Face-tatted, poo-flinging monkey person is still on site, claiming rain will delay even further, and constantly looking/asking/begging for cash … “Can’t finish without … …
A Riddle, Wrapped in Mystery, Swaddled with Enigma, Excreting WTF
OK so the Elder has a brand-new roof … hopefully it won’t leak. Wasn’t planning on a new roof … no spending plan for a new roof … but got one, anyway. After discovering black mold and dry rot, the face-tatted monkey hump that is this person managed to get more $$$ from me than …
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Poo-Flinging, Face-Tatted, Club-Footed Monkey
OK not mad, exactly. Just perplexed. A bit irritated. Confused, as to this. OK so there are not one but two two holes in the ceiling … one of which due to gross negligence, the other to … idiocy? Morons moving through the world? Stupidity just strutting about? Yah, methinks so. OK so face-tatted “guy” …
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Face-tatted Monkey
Not sure what’s going on here. OK, so: backstory. The Elder has brain disease and a house. Can’t do much about the worms invading the skullbox but the house is a can-do, methought. Got some familial tenants residing, keeping eyes on things … good for them, good for all. Anyhoo. House needs some TLC … …
Talk Left / Live Right, or What I Said is Not What I Do
Well isn’t that interesting. Article by Brad Wilcox in the Atlantic discussed a book called, “Get Married,” and how the college-educated espouse alternative family types without actually embracing those alternatives themselves. Finish education. Establish career. Get married. Have kids. In that order. Although those selfsame folks claim bastardizing children is no big deal, they themselves …
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Status Update
Whelps, now that we’re into, what, year 3? of training our debt monkeys in this here credit circus, where do things stand? Ehhh … could be better, but we are better than worse, so there’s that. Basically, threw some significant bananas to starve out a bunch of monkeys, so … happy about that. Had to …
Moderately Moderate in Moderation
Briefly perused (wat? “pear”? “yoused”? ENGLISHMAKESNOSENSE) an article about how to shop for the holidays without breaking the budget (that’s ‘cuz budgets don’t work and waste my time) and suggested that folks plan ahead, make a list of gift-receivers, decide the gift, then shop for sales. Oh, wait. That sounds like a SPENDING PLAN. See? …
All Gold Err’thang
Or, better yet, shiny things. Mansa Musa, the richest man who ever lived, had a bag worth $400B in today’s bucks, and even managed to devalue gold by spreading it around. Bozos and the oily, musky ferret funk got nothing on that guy. Well, that guy lived/reigned some 700 years ago, so there is that. …
Feet First
Interesting little factoid / as described by wikiwiki … stocks are used as restraining devices for the feet, a form of corporal punishment and public humiliation (á la social spanking). The pillory, by contrast, is distinguishable via its confinement of hands and head/neck. So now we just get pilloried by stocks. Ahh, this. The Fab …
Bonds Over Baghdad
As far as financial instruments go … bonds are boring. And confusing. Maybe that is the point. Think about it — rate v. yield v. total return. Wat. Yahn. Well, rate = interest, or the money the bond is supposed to make. Yield = a question, or does interest compound? If so, what is the …