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Death by
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Jun 10, 2009
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Upon considering the methods by which I would like to die (what, I'm the only one who thinks about that?), food seems to be an integral aspect. Alcohol, fast cars, dangerous activities -- these things I could go with or without. But food -- I like food. I really like food. I really like the act of eating, almost to the point of being an addiction. Thankfully my stomach can't handle more than a certain volume, otherwise it switches directions. But food, and specifically sugar, seems like a good way to die. I respect death-by-chocolate cakes, but I'm not really much of a fan. Call it death-by-Klondike-Bar and I might sign up. Add Cool Whip and brown sugar/cinnamon and we'd have a deal. #food
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More money than God
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Jun 10, 2009
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I hear the term "more money than God" on a fairly regular basis, as in "Mel Gibson doesn't care about paying some DUI fines because he's got more money than God." I wonder how much money a person would need to make before they earned that distinction? Under $10 million is sort of chump change. Certainly more change than I have, but still not enough to compete with God. You can buy a nice house, a boat, and send your kids to a good college, but it's not even enough to buy a jet, which is the de facto symbol of disgusting mega-wealth. I would say $50 million is almost there but not quite. You could still be affected by big swings in the stock market, and you probably wouldn't even have enough to win be elected to public office. Triple digit millions seems to be where it's at. That's when you can afford the biggest toys, you can make people listen to you by buying TV shows, and you can purchase islands and still have money left over to build skyscrapers on said islands. #money
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