I’ve been wanting to do this for awhile, but for some reason, today seemed like the day to start. The number one reason for my procrastination has been a conviction that I will let this blog sit in the garage, unused and gathering dust, like a bicycle bought in early spring. But today was a good day, and it seemed like a good time to see if this is as fun as it looks. Well, let’s see how it goes.
Quote of the day:
“Paper money eventually returns to its intrinsic value–zero.”
I came in to a bit of money today. Not so much that its life changing, or even life sustaining, but enough to really make you want to high five the bank teller when you show her the check. And enough to smugly consider, as you walk away with your receipt, how she has no chance to go out with you some time, but that she can freely discuss my flush condition (and dashing (rakish?) good looks?) with her co-workers when I exit.
Inevitably though, the high cannot last. In its place will come the crash. The one that happens after you realize, “it could’ve been even more” with a little luck, or a shrewder maneuver. Then you wonder, how long before this happens again? Will it ever? And after you complete the checklist of where it will all go, you realize, dang, it really wasn’t all that much in the grand scheme of things. Still, a pretty sweet day.
So I’m off to a running start. Money addressed, religion and politics next I suppose.
I suggest taking the receipt and “accidentally” dropping it next to the finest girl you see. Then you can act all coy as she picks it up and sees your balance. Then, make some obviously terrible attempt at humility that still inflates your appearance of wealth by stating something like, “Sorry to have bothered you. I’ve been dropping these things all day.”
Tomorrow is the one year anniversary of Travellinbaen. A spectacular day and a half long celebration of the event is planned, starting with the bumping of this original TB post, viewed maybe twenty times prior to today. A special shout out is due The Daily Wit, nee Supercynic for starting a blog and inspiring this one in the first place and for not leaving this initial post hangin out to dry.
Other items planned include a new reader participation intensive experimental post and a special ego driven self congratulatory post in observance of the big day.
Sorry, no swag yet, but it’s coming, maybe by the time Thursday Pickin Volume II gets ready to heat up this fall.
yup thats how the story goes but u left out the part of they dumped me in front yard,and left me to wake by mornnig light dam those were the good old days its almost like the movie the hang over
PS, the bank tellers are feelin nothin but pity when I come in lately.
Love this post. I had a huge smile when reading “but enough to really make you want to high five the bank teller when you show her the check” ~ I love joking with my bank tellers. They are hilarious..I’ll have to post on that one day.
My coming into to unexpected money is usually met with an unexpected bill. My universe’s way of playing into all things yin and yang. Keeping everything balanced out and exceedingly normal.
Harmo, I’m pleased you went back and caught this one. Predictably, I have no idea what happened to the loot. Probably paid a few bills, bought an Xbox game and lost the rest in the market. But re-reading, I do recall that good day quite well, and note that I’ve gotten a bit wordier as the blog has aged.
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