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Nothing much to see here, as it's just yet another midlife crisis, depressive grump that sat in the 'fragments pile' and stewed like bitter, black tea for a while. The piece is also rather transgressive and didactic, so don't take it too seriously...
The original spark for this came from an article I read a while back about Benjamin Franklin's burial place in Philadelphia, and how the long-standing tradition is to toss pennies on his grave, ("A penny saved is a penny earned"), and how, all those pennies over time (because time is money, after all), have gradually cracked the stone of his marker.
It was also Franklin, who (was said to have) designed and minted the first, official United States penny, namely the "Fugio Cent", which was only issued in 1787, and which featured a sundial, and the slogan: "Mind Your Business".
There is also a direct reference to the old joke about how one can combine "Time is Money" and "Knowledge is Power" with the Physics equation: "Power equals Work over Time", swapping out knowledge for power and time for money, and rearranging the equation so that it proves that the less you know, the more money you have and vice versa, irrespective of the work put into the system.
All the times I have been in deep, depressive pits, where I feel like I have utterly failed at every single attempt at "adulting" I have made during my now half-century inhabiting this particular ball of dirt, including the three university degrees bought and dearly paid for with tears, toil, sweat and many, many sleepless nights, and which I have yet to use in any capacity other than the most vague and abstract... I feel like all that work and money (via student loan debt) dumped into the system, in the end, just made me dumber, as per that particular equation. (rolls eyes)
Two musical references come from Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers' song: "The Waiting" off of their 1981 album "Hard Promises", as well as Captain Beefheart's song: "Big-Eyed Beans from Venus" off of his 1972 Album "Clear Spot", which I first heard on the Doctor Demento Show back in the day.
The original spark for this came from an article I read a while back about Benjamin Franklin's burial place in Philadelphia, and how the long-standing tradition is to toss pennies on his grave, ("A penny saved is a penny earned"), and how, all those pennies over time (because time is money, after all), have gradually cracked the stone of his marker.
It was also Franklin, who (was said to have) designed and minted the first, official United States penny, namely the "Fugio Cent", which was only issued in 1787, and which featured a sundial, and the slogan: "Mind Your Business".
There is also a direct reference to the old joke about how one can combine "Time is Money" and "Knowledge is Power" with the Physics equation: "Power equals Work over Time", swapping out knowledge for power and time for money, and rearranging the equation so that it proves that the less you know, the more money you have and vice versa, irrespective of the work put into the system.
All the times I have been in deep, depressive pits, where I feel like I have utterly failed at every single attempt at "adulting" I have made during my now half-century inhabiting this particular ball of dirt, including the three university degrees bought and dearly paid for with tears, toil, sweat and many, many sleepless nights, and which I have yet to use in any capacity other than the most vague and abstract... I feel like all that work and money (via student loan debt) dumped into the system, in the end, just made me dumber, as per that particular equation. (rolls eyes)
Two musical references come from Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers' song: "The Waiting" off of their 1981 album "Hard Promises", as well as Captain Beefheart's song: "Big-Eyed Beans from Venus" off of his 1972 Album "Clear Spot", which I first heard on the Doctor Demento Show back in the day.
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Well, we all handle them different ways. Some write poetry instead of, I don't know...maybe the classic "Well I'm in my mid 50's, time for a new BMW Z3 convertible!" Glad to see you're still alive and kicking - I tried sending you an email last year at what I am guessing is a non-viable address. I slipped into a period of not logging in here for months at a time because...I'm still not entirely sure. I am tempted to blame hell-year fatigue, but I resist that because sometimes it seems like I blame EVERYTHING on that.
Funny thing about that. The "winter" here in NY has been... I mean we had one decent snowstorm but then a week after Christmas it was all starting to melt. The trees in the driveway are starting to bud, the temperature has been so back asswards. I've just been taking advantage of the "Hey, I can walk without wrapping up in tactical freeze shield gear" days while they last, because I know eventually they'll stop.
In another "bad, but good" thing (I say that because at least now I know what it does to me, which is basically a few days of scratchythroat with some cold symptoms.) I caught covid last August (was a curse of the home thing, pops caught it then my mother and I came down with it eventually) My only mistake was thinking "Oh, I'll be a tough guy, I'll try to sleep at night without nyquil or anything similar" and by the 2nd day I was straight up "screw it, give me an OTC drug to splat me into the floor sleep-wise so I can sleep at all"
In another "bad, but good" thing (I say that because at least now I know what it does to me, which is basically a few days of scratchythroat with some cold symptoms.) I caught covid last August (was a curse of the home thing, pops caught it then my mother and I came down with it eventually) My only mistake was thinking "Oh, I'll be a tough guy, I'll try to sleep at night without nyquil or anything similar" and by the 2nd day I was straight up "screw it, give me an OTC drug to splat me into the floor sleep-wise so I can sleep at all"
Yeah, I dealt with COVID during the Delta variant, in early January of '21, and it was good for two weeks of feeling like absolute shite.
I got through it, thankfully, but then, just a couple of weeks after that I had to take my dog to be put down (he was 14, and fading fast) so the first half of 2021 was probably the deepest pit of the modern Plague-Era for me...
I got through it, thankfully, but then, just a couple of weeks after that I had to take my dog to be put down (he was 14, and fading fast) so the first half of 2021 was probably the deepest pit of the modern Plague-Era for me...
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