I have a painful admission to make. I’m a FI-blog junkie. It’s better than being a junkie of the more, shall we say, conventional sort. But it’s not without its problems. For example, since starting to read FI blogs I have since (re-)grown a mustache, which sort of makes me look like a sort-of backwoods…
Month: June 2020
Foregeative Experiences: Property, Oh Brothers!
As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I didn’t get a lot of good or bad money advice growing up, other than generally to be frugal. As I’ve also mentioned, I learned that lesson pretty well. Too well in some cases. I got my degree in Financialmoneynomics from the School of Hard Knocks, or “the SHaK,”…
Phoning It in
Dear Reader, please indulge me by closing your eyes and taking a trip to Imaginationland. Picture if you will a land in which there are no smartphones. In fact, there aren’t even any cell phones, let alone ones you can fit in anything smaller than a small backpack. My readers of a certain age may…
Forgeative Experiences: Rip Van Hoodwinkle
Welcome to another post in my Forgeative Experiences series, in which I bore entertain you, Dear Reader, with stories of events that have shaped me and my approach to money/investing. Your all-but-assured mocking of me may not be welcomed, but it’ll certainly be expected. No, nothing party Growing up, my dad and step-mother owned a…
Together and Apart(ment)
Until I scampered off to college, I mostly lived in single-family houses or townhouses. In college, I lived in multi-unit buildings, but when home for the summer, it was to a house I returned. After graduating college, I left my parents’ place/house for my own apartment in the city. That den of what I wish…
Time to Throw the Changeup
Dear Reader, this post is somewhat of a follow-up on my last post, America and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad 2020. But in this post I’ll address an issue more in line with what I normally babble about. HEY! C’mon! Wake up! I see you nodding off! With regard to current events in…
America and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad 2020
Today I’m detouring from writing about the subjects I started this blog to muse about. And as I now start my clickety-clacketying on the keyboard, I’m not sure whether this post will be super-depressing, mildly hopeful, or somewhere in between. I’ll be happy if it doesn’t put you to sleep. Low bar I set for…
