Yes - I skated home again today. Don't whine - you
won't have to hear about the canal for much longer. The
weather is taking a warm upturn from here. It was one
of my last chances to hit the ice. Honestly, the effect is
sort of being lost on me now. Ice. I know - it's late in the
day and I haven't had a chance to blog. What's that? Yeah -
I might be fired from Friday's. Why? Only because the
owner is a big sack of poop. Scratch that: Drunken
poop. Don't worry, though. I will give updates on ALL
of that info when I have something substantial to give.
Right now, I am contemplating a few things. I watched
The Hour tonight (while having a night cap with Caleb
and drinking Dan's whiskey) and it made me think
about the recession. Recession. Blah - what a buzz word
of useless proportion. The root of the word comes from
the word 'recess' which basically conjures up images of
schoolyard snowball fights, crushed juice boxes and
getting gravel embedded into my knees. Richard Florida
was Strombo's guest. He was an interesting listen and
I plan to delve into some of his writing soon. He
basically said what I've been saying to people forever:
RENT! Don't BUY a HOUSE!' If you're smart with
your money, renting is a cost-effective way to save
money and to live close to a city core. Buy a house and
become house-poor.
The choice is yours.
Status seems to prevail in North America, though, and
although every clear-thinking economist waves flags in
the faces of those who want to buy a house...people still
do it. Amazing.
Tomorrow should be stellar. I plan to sleep like a wee
suckling babe wrapped in sleeper pajamas tonight. We
all know what tomorrow is...don't we? DON'T WE?
