I’m tired. And that’s a fact.
2a
Now ya don't say....
Planck time (10-43s) is the time it would take a photon traveling at the speed of light to cross a distance equal to the Planck length (1.616252×10-35meters).
Broker/Dealer
I’ll pass my Series 7 Monday. I’m averaging high 80’s to mid 90’s on my practice tests, so this should be a relative breeze.
After that? I’m thinking about becoming a broker. Yeah, yeah, the sell side, but directly servicing clients seems like the last pure gig in Finance. Plus I think a few internetty things could really give me leverage - using blogging, twitter, etc. seems like a great way to expand upon a fuddy-duddy business with trouble attracting young clients.
Most importantly? I want to do it right. So much of this shit is performance-chasing and rip-chasing, and that’s not how I want to run my business. I’ll go bankrupt honest.
I couldn’t imagine taking another test ever again. Taking 3 separate bar exams (NY and NJ first, then CA a year later), and somehow passing them all first shot made me think that my test-taking-luck had just about run its course. Good luck.
(And no, I’ve never tried it. Gross!)
The apocalypse. It’s upon us. Clearly. Repent now.
I’m sorry. I really can’t stand Philly sports teams. Mo. Do it.
Making spooky kid crafts.
My little mermaid. From the Halloween 2009 archives.
My little mermaid. From the Halloween 2009 archives.
Boating. NY style
Manhattan
Tonight - I play bocce. Here. With guys like these. And I presume watch the game if it happens. (http://www.ilvagabondo.com/)
Typical Filipino household
I walk into my cousins house.
“DID YOU EAT?”“Oh, it’s okay. I ate, I’m full.”
“ARE YOU SURE?”
“Yeah, thanks though.”
“OKAY HERE I COOKED YOU SOMETHING.”jews too
Italians too.
hispanics as well.
umm Indians… :)
Arabs as well…
And again, true of Filipinos. Here, would you like some kaldereta? :-)
Norwegians too-at least, my family. I had this drilled into me as a kid-if someone comes over, you give them food. It always confused friends who came over. “Why do you want to feed me?”
Even today, I’d have to come up with a really good excuse not to keep eating… “No, Grandma, I just ate two bowls of your excellent soup with the vegetables you grew and the chickens you raised, a helping of hotdish, some bread, and your homemade chocolate pudding. I don’t need cookies. I promise. Really. Lefse? Oh, fine.”
On days I know I’m visiting family, I just don’t eat until I get there.
A bunch of my aunts and uncles went to visit our family in Norway. They enjoyed seeing our family’s farm, and visiting our relatives. Their primary complaint? “I was hungry the whole time, they don’t feed you over there!”
Maybe it’s just Minnesotan Norwegians.
And for us Scots - “aren’t you going to have a drink?” “Here, have some whiskey/bourbon/beer/wine.”
This is easily explained when your national cuisine is haggis.
Traffic here?(the other day)
