They wisely left it short but sweet. Titled “Does it matter?” the I received the following text: “Your photo, uahhh…. , you are naked!” with with some jibber-jabber zipfile that I left alone. But anonymous spammer, thank you, that’s the best piece I’ve ever received. On another note, I think most spammers should be imprisoned, fined, and despised, especially for the nasty nasty things they send to people they’ve never met, including children and nuns! But also for being inconsiderate, resource wasting, greedy, scamming, lying pigs.
Archives for April 2004
Don’t recall where I got this link, it was up on my browser when I came into work this morning, but it’s a pretty interesting and dark observation on the state of the housing market and its relation to the economy. I hope that the fears are exagerated, but there’s no telling. I wonder what a bubble burst in the housing market would do to the Pearl District and proposed Macadam development projects? My guess is near disaster since the condos seem to be riding the wave to me.
I need to learn a lot more about economics tho. What happens when housing prices drop to the individual? To the market? To related markets, such as investor markets? My thought is this. On the surface if the value of my house drops it shouldn’t affect me too much because I am already making payments. But then, if I have to sell, it’ll be a lot trickier because I won’t be able to cover the loan with the sale, so I’d get out with debt. But the bigger question isn’t what happens to me, but what happens to the bigfish. The ones who hold mortgage guarantees, and have their fingers in a lot of different pies. The ones that make up a lot of the nonconsumer- and nongovernment-spending portion of our economy. If suddenly they start bankrupting, and need to be bailed out, consumer confidence is down, international investments go down, house pricing, stock market, it all goes down. Just trying to think through some big ideas that I don’t understand too well here, so if you get it, let me know.
Well, the autonomous race, while cool and scary, can only lead to one thing. Autonomous mobile beverage refrigeration units. I need one of these for my next party. And just to get through the pressures of everyday life. So, if y’all are interested in helping out, let me know in the comments and I’ll setup a paypal account or just figure out a way for you to send me a check. Does anyone know if the post office is still in business? via deetor.
It’s been awhile. I’ve had this one in my pocket for a day or two, but the steady stream at my cube has prohibited posting. So, a couple weeks ago, Hox and I grabbed lunch out at some west-side Tex-Mex joint, Cactus Jack’s or Willie’s or somesuch. Anyway, the radio was playing a nice 70s-80s selection of tunes, including Heart, Loggins, and then, the crux, Starship’s We Built This City. Hox insisted that WBTC (on Rock and Roll) was the worst song ever. Well, according to Blender he’s right. Some other baddies include classics such as Eddie Murphy’s ‘My Girl Like to Party All the Time’ (Party all the Ti-ime), and anything by Huey Lewis and the News (except the Back to the Future songs) including Richard Marx. oops, I think my own feelings bled into that one. By the way, if anyone can find the whole list, please post it in the comments.
so, I’ve decided to learn a new sport this year. I’d originally thought kiteboarding, because it looks awesome (like the funnest thing in the world), but after much deliberation I’m leaning 90% towards windsurfing. Right now I’m planning to take a lesson on mid-late May. So, if anyone has any tips for me, or opinions, or just feels like typing something, leave a comment. Particularly useful would be lesson experiences, equipment buying experiences, and general woes and elations. Also, I’m looking for other novice surfing buddies to share rides/pain/pitchers with. Cheers, and happy friday.