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My Way Home:

I woke up at the crack of 7 this morning to travel home with family. I got to ride with my father home which was cool. Had some interesting conversations, learned some bits of his past and heard way too much of his music. But while traveling home I came up with some interesting pondering.

1. If we study history to learn from the mistakes of the past, why don't we study / interact with the present as to implement what we learn thus not repeating those mistakes. It's like were all riding in a bus, barreling down a mountain. Ahead of us a bus just like ours went flying off a cliff and smashed onto the ground below. When a person stands up, becomes historically and presently aware they must ask "Who is driving the bus?" to which the other passengers respond "I don't know, but it's not you!"

2. The idea of the invisible monopoly, a group of like minded people decide that to make a good profit and still sell goods they must be in competition as much as lets them only raise their prices a little less than the other guy. general inflation of goods which are physically deteriorating and thus depreciating rather than appreciating as the price suggests. I know that the free market should end this theory by saying a radical producer will undercut and thus force others to improve quality or reduce price, but what about when supply is finite, like real estate?


...the most interesting man in the world:

Ha, well in the room. Today I came back from vacation, which means back to the job hunt / fight-to-the-death. I arrived back in town around 1pm, unpacked, helped the fam unpack, then went to see and thank my long distance local guide. I spent two hours at the bar while my friend tended it. But during that time I felt like the most interesting guy in the world, all thanks to her. The bar had a decent number of people at it, but to start off she poured herself a glass of water and plopped it down next to me. While the majority of the patrons asked her questions, hit on her, and told bad jokes which she laughed politely to, she would always come back around to me and ask me questions and tell me jokes. That's right, of all the attention hogging patrons who the smoking hot bartender served, she treated me like a star. I can't thank her enough for an experience like that. Making me the envy of all the other people who tried so hard to impress her, and all I did was sit quietly, drink my beer, and chat with her when she had time. Then just as I was leaving, she cut my bill in half, stating that "as a bartender she has the right to give away one direct freebie per day." and that I was the one she thought deserved it for taking my time to hang out. She's given me free drinks for years, but that's not why I keep coming back. Hahaha, wouldn't it be funny if we both were trying to earn/buy each-other's respect... when we already had received it without needing to ask? Well, I can dream.

In(ter)dependence:

The fourth was good, good time spent with friends, a fun encounter with the cops and drunken debauchery. Not all necessarily in that order, or specific to any person. A good year. A time that teaches us that yes we are free, but we also need each other to have a good time like we had.