Monday, July 31, 2006

Ahh the sweet smell of money I'll never see. Thats basically what ebay profits are. I am amazed at how it (ebay) is its own little economy. Its collectables market dictates the prices of Star Wars figures around the world regardless if they are listed on ebay or not. Money is moved from person to person without ever really changing hands physically, and ebay taxes every little transaction. Brilliant absolutly brilliant.

Gordon Gekko: The richest one percent of this country owns half our country's wealth, five trillion dollars. One third of that comes from hard work, two thirds comes from inheritance, interest on interest accumulating to widows and idiot sons and what I do, stock and real estate speculation. It's bullshit. You got ninety percent of the American public out there with little or no net worth. I create nothing. I own.

I'm actually doing very well with the antiques and collectables business. I'm in the black and its only been a few months. How many business owners can say that? The answer we are looking for class is "not that many". Gibraltar has a gun and knife show this weekend I'll be at and there are a few big sales this month and the next. So I'm gonna try to end the year with a bang, (a gangbang that is) hah!

We are planning for a family now. So I have had to eductate myself on cycles proper timing in the month and all that jazz. Its all very exhausting. The plan is to have Susan and I spawn by the end of next summer.

Superman: [to Jason asleep in his bed] You will be different, sometimes you'll feel like an outcast, but you'll never be alone. You will make my strength your own. You will see my life through your eyes, as your life will be seen through mine. The son becomes the father and the father becomes the son.

This timing would coincide perfectly with a move to Tennessee or Alabama. We went there on vacation with Mom and Sarah. We all had a fantastic time. Susan fell in love with the area down there, I knew she would.

Its wonderful there, the people aren't nearly a bunch of rude cocksuckers like many of the residents of Detroit. My favorites are the talking sea creatures who think they run shit cause they are fat and drive Escalades. Losers.

Al Swearengen: Get a fucking haircut. Looks like your mother fucked a monkey.

Land and housing in Alabama is another high point. I saw one advertisement for 77 acres for $97,000. Thats what you might call a sweet deal.

Anyway thats it for now. Sea Creatures.......grrrr.