Calzone
Gear Whore #1
A pair of sneakers only lasts me about a month. I have a strong heel strike and I blow holes through the soles at the heel.
Remember I walk about 9 1/4 miles a day as part of my commute. Today the train got in at 7:05 at Grand Central, so I was able to do a time trial by power walking to the Upper Eastside to work and beat the clock so the rounding down works in my favor to allow me to leave early on Friday.
I like this game. Yesterday a gamed the clock to gain a half hour off extra on Friday. Let's see how it goes tomorrow and Friday morning...
So I was just minding my own business, and yesterday "Maggie" informs me she has a gig that involves me.
A while back I shot Maggie for some shoe company. I kinda hate this type of work where it needs approval and there are creative constraints that need to be satisfied. Pretty much people tell you what you should do.
To me this is just the opposite of being creative because everything is kinda done by come-IT-EE. I get very little out of this, and pretty much this is work, while my art is more like playing around.
So I'm sure this money somehow will make its way to improving the Baby-Victorian and making it more valuable, but this time this company/client now is making men's shoes, and this translates into free footwear where in the least I'll get a pair of new casual shoes and a pair of sneakers.
Just in time because I'm blowing through lots of footwear, and throwing out a pair of shoes or sneakers one a month. This is a high-end brand, likely sustainable, so perhaps not so hard to promote.
So now I have to be a model and photographer.
This morning Maggie asked me for my shoe size.
So Fred was hot on doing a Peekskill Photoville of sorts. Maggie gave him my contact info, but nothing has happened. I have been laying low, and I'm cool with being left alone. I'm glad this is petering out.
On my walk to work I found a light table on 65th Street and First Avenue. When I did the forensics it has a broken push-button switch. Also it is not a costly good one worth rescuing. Besides I already own a Gepe cold light sourced light table.
It has been reported that used car prices have increased 10%, another sign of inflation. I feel lucky to have secured my Audi A4 and the Baby-Victorian when the prices were lower.
Inflation for April hit 4.2%. Typically there is a one year delay between a Fed Monetary Policy move and an effect on the economy.
I remember between 1979-1982 when inflation peaked at 11.5%. I also believe in regression-to-the-mean.
If you look at past history and add 17 years of about 2% inflation with 14 years where it averaged around 7% inflation you can do simple math: 17years x2=34; 14 years x7=98; 34+98=132; 17+14=31 years; and finally 132 divided by 31 years equals about 4.25% average inflation over little more than three decades.
So are we at a tipping point? Are the markets a house of cards ready to fall? Is Ray Dalio the head of Bridgewater Associates correct?
Ray says there are two types of bubbles: one is created by too much credit; and the other is from too much money in circulation. In 2007-2008 that bubble was caused by excess credit, but this time by too much money in circulation (stimulas).
BTW one way to get rid of debt or to minimize debt is inflation. This is a tough game we are playing.
It has been said that for the past three decades deflation and disinflation created an "age of abundance," but what happens when we flip the switch and enter an "age of scarcity?"
I'm not a survivalist, I'm just a guy who will move ahead and retire in about 8 months, but I'm glad that I created a stable and sustainable future where I might make it to 111 years old.
I just put my first 2K miles on the A4 that only had 16K miles on it when I bought it in December. I could own this car at this rate of usage for a couple of decades. With 18K miles it still looks new and remains fresh.
I still have a half tank of Premium gas, as the reports of Gas Stations without gas to sell are happening right before Memorial day. Of course this reminds me of the gas lines of the 70's.
The Baby-Victorian is not too big, yet not too small.
"Hold onto your Leica's," I say.
Calvin-August
Remember I walk about 9 1/4 miles a day as part of my commute. Today the train got in at 7:05 at Grand Central, so I was able to do a time trial by power walking to the Upper Eastside to work and beat the clock so the rounding down works in my favor to allow me to leave early on Friday.
I like this game. Yesterday a gamed the clock to gain a half hour off extra on Friday. Let's see how it goes tomorrow and Friday morning...
So I was just minding my own business, and yesterday "Maggie" informs me she has a gig that involves me.
A while back I shot Maggie for some shoe company. I kinda hate this type of work where it needs approval and there are creative constraints that need to be satisfied. Pretty much people tell you what you should do.
To me this is just the opposite of being creative because everything is kinda done by come-IT-EE. I get very little out of this, and pretty much this is work, while my art is more like playing around.
So I'm sure this money somehow will make its way to improving the Baby-Victorian and making it more valuable, but this time this company/client now is making men's shoes, and this translates into free footwear where in the least I'll get a pair of new casual shoes and a pair of sneakers.
Just in time because I'm blowing through lots of footwear, and throwing out a pair of shoes or sneakers one a month. This is a high-end brand, likely sustainable, so perhaps not so hard to promote.
So now I have to be a model and photographer.
This morning Maggie asked me for my shoe size.
So Fred was hot on doing a Peekskill Photoville of sorts. Maggie gave him my contact info, but nothing has happened. I have been laying low, and I'm cool with being left alone. I'm glad this is petering out.
On my walk to work I found a light table on 65th Street and First Avenue. When I did the forensics it has a broken push-button switch. Also it is not a costly good one worth rescuing. Besides I already own a Gepe cold light sourced light table.
It has been reported that used car prices have increased 10%, another sign of inflation. I feel lucky to have secured my Audi A4 and the Baby-Victorian when the prices were lower.
Inflation for April hit 4.2%. Typically there is a one year delay between a Fed Monetary Policy move and an effect on the economy.
I remember between 1979-1982 when inflation peaked at 11.5%. I also believe in regression-to-the-mean.
If you look at past history and add 17 years of about 2% inflation with 14 years where it averaged around 7% inflation you can do simple math: 17years x2=34; 14 years x7=98; 34+98=132; 17+14=31 years; and finally 132 divided by 31 years equals about 4.25% average inflation over little more than three decades.
So are we at a tipping point? Are the markets a house of cards ready to fall? Is Ray Dalio the head of Bridgewater Associates correct?
Ray says there are two types of bubbles: one is created by too much credit; and the other is from too much money in circulation. In 2007-2008 that bubble was caused by excess credit, but this time by too much money in circulation (stimulas).
BTW one way to get rid of debt or to minimize debt is inflation. This is a tough game we are playing.
It has been said that for the past three decades deflation and disinflation created an "age of abundance," but what happens when we flip the switch and enter an "age of scarcity?"
I'm not a survivalist, I'm just a guy who will move ahead and retire in about 8 months, but I'm glad that I created a stable and sustainable future where I might make it to 111 years old.
I just put my first 2K miles on the A4 that only had 16K miles on it when I bought it in December. I could own this car at this rate of usage for a couple of decades. With 18K miles it still looks new and remains fresh.
I still have a half tank of Premium gas, as the reports of Gas Stations without gas to sell are happening right before Memorial day. Of course this reminds me of the gas lines of the 70's.
The Baby-Victorian is not too big, yet not too small.
"Hold onto your Leica's," I say.
Calvin-August