Before discovering FIRE, I was a 98-lb. weakling in a lot of ways. . . . Let me clarify. Physically, I’m still a 98-lb. weakling. So weak. Sooooo verrrrry weak. But in several other ways, I’m now not quite as weak stronger. Strength training For one thing, our financial position and trajectory. As I’ve explained…
Is Your Drink Worth $50?
From all that I’ve read on the FIRE blogs, it seems I’m a bit of an outlier among bloggers in some areas. Dear Reader, if the first thought that came to mind was “Yeah, blogger guy. Most of them are bright, and you’re an idiot,” you would be correct. But, alas, that’s not what this…
The Pursuit of Happiness
We human beings are a confusing bunch. We might be altogether content, but yet when we see a new bright, shiny object, we start hopping about like a dog that hears its owner coming back into the house after being away for the day. In many cases, we then buy it. Mind you, these bright,…
Part-Time Lover
Fat. Coast. Lean. Barista. Fart. Wait, what?! Rhapsody on a theme I’m neither casting judgment on the physical attributes of shorelines or coffeeshop employees. Neither have I just passed gas. Rather, I’ve just listed variations of FIRE. Well, Fart FIRE as so styled I admit hasn’t taken off as its originator (and this fan-of-juvenile-humor open-minded…
Car Talk
If you watch any live/real-time television . . . Hey! Stop laughing! There are, too, people who still do that! No, I’m serious. They really do! OK, OK. You keep laughing. I’m just gonna move on now. Anyway, as I was saying, if you watch any live/real-time live television you’ll see what are called “commercials.”…
Good Day! Sunshine!
As I’ve mentioned on this here blog a few times, I moved from the Midwest to the Mountain West a few years ago. The city we lived in back east (Can I say “back east?” I mean, the Midwest is east of where I am now.) was in most respects great for us. Most. In…
Wallet Hacks*
A few weeks ago, I did something I’ve never done in my many decades on this earth. I left my wallet at a store. Specifically, a grocery store. In the self-checkout area to be precise. I think what happened was that I pulled my credit card out of my wallet to pay for the groceries,…
Do You Eat the Last Grain of Rice?
I write a lot about gratitude on this here blog. Do you know why, Dear Reader? Because I’m grateful. See how that works? Of course you do, Dear Reader. Because I have the bestest, most smarterest readers of all the blogs. Give yourself a round of applause, Dear Reader. Go ahead. I’ll wait. Nice job….
You Are Who You Are and That’s All What You Are . . . For Now
Thom Brennaman is a longtime sports announcer. You may have heard him call a game over the years. Mostly baseball. Also some football and basketball. He’s called games mostly for local markets, but also a lot for national audiences. Thom also happens to be the son of another highly accomplished sports announcer, Marty Brennaman. Thom…
And Another Thing
I’ve written in recent posts — The Missus, Yippie and First Thing’s First — extolled the financial wisdom about some things personal finance-related that The Missus and Thing One (The Elder) have taught me. Here’s the third and penultimate (The Cat gets a post devoted to him) final post in this series. Pathwise Thing Two…
