$500 per week - 500x48=24k with 4 weeks of thankfully “unpaid” vacation
$500 per week - 500x48=24k with 4 weeks of thankfully “unpaid” vacation
Rip - I loved WoW’s art style as a kid growing up playing free trials over and over on burner email accounts
Birp is also fantastic: https://www.birp.fm/
A monthly playlist of about a 100 songs from small artists, not all of its to my taste, but there’s definitely some diamonds in the rough and a lot of exposure to the unfamiliar
I’ve sometimes thought, that if there is a purpose or reason for our universe, it’d make most sense to me that its some form of random number generator.
That said, I also accept that this whole thing, me as part of this universe, is just a happenstance. We happen. It happens. This happens. Now happens. Nothing more to it than that.
The happenings can be important to some, can echo, and harmonize, or create dissonance in the future, but fundamentally there is no guiding hand outside reaching in, and so what we make of this, and the actions we make, is just what happens on the skin of the here and now of this universe.
A fascinating and heart breaking read, thank you for sharing.
Til https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Totino's
Separately, Jeno Paulucci developed a series of food businesses starting in the late 1940s, including the Chun King line of Chinese foods.[3] After selling Chun King in 1966, he founded Jeno’s Inc. in 1968, where cook and product developer Beatrice Ojakangas developed Pizza Rolls,[4][5] a type of egg roll filled with pizza ingredients. The first pizza roll flavor was cheese.[3] In 1985, Paulucci sold his Jeno’s Pizza Rolls brand to Pillsbury for $135 million.[6]
The Jeno’s line of pizza rolls was rebranded as Totino’s in 1993.
Thanks Beatrice, aka “Scandinavian Julia Child”, still alive at 90: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beatrice_Ojakangas
I’ve thought about this to, I’m doing quite well financially, not rich, but rich enough where I could buy a humble couple acres in the countryside and do sustenance farming/gardening while following my hobbies and doing small work to sustain myself slowly rather than working my big corporate job and paying a mortgage and running the capitalist treadmill
I haven’t made the decision yet, but I’m building towards it
I have a nice, but small, garden in my backyard with a hammock, and I find myself escaping to it whenever I have a spare moment because its one of the very few places I feel calm and happy and meaningful - and eating veggies, herbs, and flowers strait from the garden, from your soil and labor, is something that truly is special and not reproducible at any store or restaurant - no matter how fancy
I think I’d rather live slowly and simply and humbly with my garden and hobbies, than how I’m living now rushed, complexly, hollowly in the city with my corporate job