When you say "savings", what exactly do you mean? Do you put the money into a savings acct at a bank, bury it in a jar in the back yard, or just stick cash under a mattress? Are you earning anything on your savings? Or is it just sitting there waiting for you to spend it?
During the 73-74 oil embargo I was in the gas station business. Phillips 66. We put a 1 dollar a day limit on gas sales. Gas was 37 cents a gal back then, so a buck would get you almost 3 gals. We also had to track who bought gas so they couldn't come back 3-4 times a day to get gas as some of them tried. Of course it wasn't self serve so people couldn't game the system. We kept a list of plate numbers of everybody who bought gas everyday.
I haven't heard this one in decades. I actually have the 45. This is the song from 1954 that made Teddy Randazzo a heart throb for all the teenage girls back then.
Well, I got rid of the worms and treated the pneumonia with anti-biotics and banded the little bull (turned him into a steer) and after the quarantine period, turned him out onto the grass to grow to 1500 lbs or so. $250.00 poorer for my ignorance. About 2 years later my steer got to the incredible weight of about 600 lbs and refused to get any bigger. Then he went blind. I put the steer in the barn and fed him grain & hay and treated his severe case of Pink Eye with the old timey salt treatment. Don't ask! Farming is not always pleasant. I was learning that in farming you don't run to the Vet for every little thing like when your dog has a runny nose, you learn to treat it yourself, farming is a business after all. After about 3 weeks I was working in the barn and noticed the steer was following my movements with his head. I said "You SOB I bet you can see me." I silently moved my hand to the side and his head followed. I did this a couple of times with like results. At this point it was time to send this animal to market. There was no more to gain by keeping him, he wasn't gaining any more weight and I just grained him out. Putting him back on grass would be a waste of time. All in all, this whole venture was an excersize in losing money. I decided to haul him to a finished beef auction. All the livestock sold here were going to slaughter. They've all been either grained out to produce prime beef or were right off the grass aimed at the lower commercial market (think MacDonalds, Hardies, & Burger King). Well, I got rid of the worms and treated the pneumonia with anti-biotics and banded the little bull (turned him into a steer) and after the quarantine period, turned him out onto the grass to grow to 1500 lbs or so. $250.00 poorer for my ignorance. About 2 years later my steer got to the incredible weight of about 600 lbs and refused to get any bigger. Then he went blind. I put the steer in the barn and fed him grain & hay and treated his severe case of Pink Eye with the old timey salt treatment. Don't ask! Farming is not always pleasant. I was learning that in farming you don't run to the Vet for every little thing like when your dog has a runny nose, you learn to treat it yourself, farming is a business after all. After about 3 weeks I was working in the barn and noticed the steer was following my movements with his head. I said "You SOB I bet you can see me." I silently moved my hand to the side and his head followed. I did this a couple of times with like results. At this point it was time to send this animal to market. There was no more to gain by keeping him, he wasn't gaining any more weight and I just grained him out. Putting him back on grass would be a waste of time. All in all, this whole venture was an exercise in losing money. I decided to haul him to a finished beef auction. All the livestock sold here were going to slaughter. They've all been either grained out to produce prime beef or were right off the grass aimed at the lower commercial market (think MacDonalds, Hardees, & Burger King).
Well, I used to drive a tractor trailer and it's not that much fun, especially when you have to deal with cops, log books, weigh stations and little 4 wheelers darting all around you.
A few facts before you watch this video. 1, Notice the confidence this 8 year old angel shows when she walks onto the stage. 2, She's Russian, and I may be wrong, but she doesn't even speak English.
IMO this is one of the best, if not THE best songs Neil Sedaka ever recorded, it was the "B" side of his biggest hit "Oh Carol". Hearing this song will show what an incredible voice Neil Sedaka had.
This is one of those gimmick songs composed of song titles that popped up now & then but it was a great song, none the less. How many titles can you name?
Years ago I invested in a co that made flywheel energy storage devices for cars. They were way ahead of the curve and the world wasn't ready for that technology so they went under.
My son who lives in KY just sent me a pic of his truck with a 2' X 3' solar panel on the roof. He uses it to charge the battery so in a sense the vehicle doesn't need to consume fuel to drive a generator to power the electrical system. He probably gets better mileage too not having the drag of a generator on the engine.
I saw the conjunction tonight with a cheap pr of binoculars. It looked like 2 stars very close together one was a little brighter than the other. I took a picture of it with my phone but it just looks like a dot in the sky. I don't have any film for my 35mm camera which is a shame because I have a 300mm telephoto lens. One of the planets appeared a little fuzzy which was probably Saturn and what I was seeing were probably the rings.
This is a load bull dust, truckers have more important things to do than this nonsense. Christmas is coming and they have families to think of not to mention the Co's they drive for. I can see Interstate 95 from my bedroom window and I see a lot of 18 wheelers going up & down the road as usual.
The way the woman survived being run over by a subway train with only minor injuries would indicate to me that she thought very fast and laid down in the "well" between the tracks until the train moved out of the station, or, the conductor saw her get pushed in front of the train and didn't move the train again until she was rescued. The poor woman must have been terrified and this will haunt her for the rest of her life.
Decades ago Fred Opert, a friend of mine, called me from Madison WI and asked if I would like to come out there and drive a tractor trailer back to New York with him. Neither of us had ever driven one before and neither of us had a commercial license. I said sure it sounds like a lot of fun. I hopped a plane to Wisconsin, at his expense of course, and the two of us hit the road in the tractor trailer. It was one of those car carrier types you know the open bridgework looking things that would hold 6 cars, 3 on top and 3 on the bottom. It was made by Chevrolet and had a 6 cyl gasoline powered engine. Probably the same engine Chevy put in their cars. Can you spell SLOW? Remember this was in the mid 60s. We figured we only had to go straight, if we had to back up we might be in trouble. Both of us had driven cars with trailers so we had a rough idea how to back up a vehicle with a trailer but nothing this long. We made it and after dropping him off in NYC I drove the rig to Queens and parked it on the street in front of the house. It sat at the curb for a couple of weeks until he needed it to haul a load of Lotus Elans he imported from England back out to Wisconsin. Of course I was delighted to make that trip.
When I was 10 my brother 13 took our dog an "Irish Setter" with him to the 5 & dime. He tied the leash to the door handle of a parked car and went in the store. When he came out, the car was gone. That's all I know.
My brother Freddy didn't have a lot of friends and when he was in JHS there was a clique he wanted to hang out with. They all smoked and they didn't want him hanging out with them cause he didn't smoke. In order to get in with this group he started smoking. He became a lifelong smoker. He was 3 years older than me and I guess he thought that smoking was cool. He passed away June 10. 2020 The following is the last paragraph of the last letter I wrote to him in March.
"BTW, I want to thank you while I still can for taking me out in the hallway and making me smoke a cigarette when I was 10 years old . I know you did it to get a laugh out of my coughing and gagging from the smoke but it was such a horrible experience that it turned me off of smoking for the rest of my life. Thanks to you I never became a smoker and that probably had the effect of making me healthier and adding years to my life. Tommy"
My "Mask" is actually a net that's supposed to be attached to a fan to trap mosquitoes. I don't think a virus would even notice it as it headed toward my nose. I've been getting a lot of messages lately from beautiful women from places like India and sub Saharan Africa who want to come and meet me. The mask was meant to scare them off and it seems to be working.
RE: Budgetting for the next few years
When you say "savings", what exactly do you mean? Do you put the money into a savings acct at a bank, bury it in a jar in the back yard, or just stick cash under a mattress? Are you earning anything on your savings? Or is it just sitting there waiting for you to spend it?