My new heroes.

Paper or Plastic

I have essentially completely converted over to electronic money. My payroll is sent electronically, all my bills are paid electronically, I buy everything with credit cards so I can get the points, and then I electronically pay off the credit cards every month. The only thing I get non-electronic are expense checks (although they're finally switching over to an electronic reimbursement system soon) and the only thing I pay non-electronically is my rent because I pay people, not a corporation (and believe me, I'd love to put the rent on my credit card for the miles.) But in both of those cases, I never actually see the money. Instead a dollar amount is written on the paper, and all the funds are moved electronically.

I'm beginning to think I don't actually have any money. I mean, I haven't seen any of it in awhile. I just have a computer screen that tells me how much money I have, shows me who has sent it to me, and where it's been moved around or spent.

I'm officially playing with Imperial credits.

It's time.

Time for us to buy a house. That sound you hear? It's April crying because she doesn't want to be an adult.

Peter: Everyone has three mortgages these days.
Ray: But at 19% interest?!?
Egon: For your information, Ray, the interest alone in the first five years comes to over $75,000.

Maybe I should organize the homeless.

I don't really care for unions. Basically, I have a hard time getting behind any organization that pays homeless people $10 a day and no benefits to stand out in the snow and cold and pretend to be union members and picket a job site for unfair working conditions. Irony, thy name is Hypocrites Local 234.