September 1, 2004
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Money-hunger and me
Some years ago, Kathy gave me a t-shirt imprinted with big images of $100 bills, kinda like you give a dog-lover a shirt with lots of black labs or something on it. And it’s true, I do love money. I love the way it looks, the way it feels, the way it smells. I like to have as much cash in my wallet as I paid for my car–not that much, really, since I only gave $550 cash, a few hematite necklaces, and a handful of magic beans for the old Dodge. (I’m kidding about the beans.) My favorite song from a musical is “Money makes the world go ’round” from Cabaret, and one of my favorite pop songs is Pink Floyd’s “Money.” My latest hobby is, surprise surprise, collecting coins.
Yet for all my love of lucre, I am not nearly as money-hungry as I used to be. I got to thinking about this because business has been slow lately–grossed $40 yesterday for eight hours work, and $22 the day before, and I didn’t panic. And now there is a huge low pressure system over the state, and the Wasilla Farmer’s Market–at which I am a regular–will be rained out today a far as I’m concerned. And I’m okay with that. There may be a few hardy souls there peddling fruits and veggies, but I can’t have my t-shirts and knives and jewelry getting wet. Once I would have gone, all grim and obstinant, covering and uncovering my tables, cursing the rain and cursing the people who would look but not buy. Today will be a day off. Today is for blogging and reading and watching videos and petting my cat and running a few errands and doing some light cabin-cleaning.
Today is for living, as opposed to making a living. Life is good–damp, but good.
Comments (4)
Yeah, despite everything, life is better than the alternative, I think. Something about the gross reality on this ball of mud and fire is addictive. People keep telling me I’m getting ready to leave it behind, but I keep thinking I’ll be back. I know I’m enjoying being around with you this time. Don’t know that I’m getting much of consequence done, however.
Wow, gotta love this! A xanga with knives and a catalog posting too, very shabang! And yeah, business that rises and falls, guess that happens subject to so many things at times. Self employment, a grand thought, but no doubt one to be worked for! Slaries are cool! I like em, but they have this big drawback where people can work you to death if they choose and it means nothing more to you. Oh well, stability is good. I make okay dough in Iraq, 2,400 take home after everything comes out a month so yeah, patting that in the bank. I’m leaving the army of course, more for an extended break from it than anything, but I may return one day, who knows.
But you take care and I’ll drop by again sometime.
Now it’s off to look at this catalog thing….
Cheers,
Seph
Money.
humph.
Yeah. I like it too. But I’m learning to live without. And it’s a good lesson. I think.
I dunno.
I used to say that those who said Money couldn’t buy happiness didn’t know where to shop … if I find some people who don’t know where to shop I’ll send them here.
Know anybody by the name of Bud Harbarger or Marty Harbarger up there in Wasilla?