Carl Reiner, a titan of American comedy and entertainment over the last 100 years, died last week. For those of you not as familiar as you should be with Carl, his tremendous talent and range, and his litany of achievements, the opening line to his Wikipedia entry sets things up nicely: “Carl Reiner (March 20, 1922 –…
Tenantus Shot
In a post that I published last week, “Foregeative Experiences: Property, Oh Brothers!,” I whined about discussed our experience with buying/owning property that I’ve lived in. The short takeaway on said experience: I did not like that, Sam I am. I’ve read all manner of accounts of people extolling the wonders of building wealth and…
Don’t Kill Your News Feed. Cull It.
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…
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…
A Hip Hop . . . to the Hip Hip Hop and You Don’t Stop
I am so, so . . . so ancient have been a working-stiff for a long while now. I’ve never been a serial job hopper but have had several employers. And within several jobs I saw leadership changes at my level and the organization-wide level that resulted in all but a new workplace/environment. So I’ve…
