Work

So I've learned that I only make an extra dollar an hour this evening for working on the Thanksgiving holiday.  This means that for four extra dollars, I am working during my vacation.

If I were an economist, I would probably start looking for all the other benefits that working Thanksgiving night would bring me, but at the moment I'm having trouble thinking of any.  I must be here for some reason at least.

It is making me wonder how much of the economics is based on decisions we can't change.  You see, if I had the choice now, I wouldn't be here at work.  In fact, if I had realized in time that Thanksgiving is always on a Thursday, I wouldn't be here.  But I forgot about that detail, so I am here for my regular Thursday night shift...which also happens to be on a Thursday.

The fact of the matter is, I would get so much more utility out of beating Xister at fooseball again than an extra $4.  Money just doesn't do much for me these days; turns out you can't buy girlfriends, after all.

Perudo

Well, I just spent the past two hours of my life or so playing a game of chance and lies.  It is similar to the game the pirates play with dice in the movie Dead Man's Chest with Johnny Depp and the huge sea creature that attacks at least three too many times for dramatic effect.

Basically, you have to pit your guess against the other player(s) guess that there are at least a certain amount of one number among everyone's dice.

We found that Xister likes to bid aggressively and usually is lying.  Not only that, but he won at least twice for every time that I did, it seemed.

Does success in such a game merit true cunning or simply a keen ability to lie?  If this is true, then I suppose it would be Xister's speciality.  Besides boggle (but that's a whole 'nother topic, mostly involving the invention of words).

Isn't it about...time?

It's the 26th of the month.  This means that exactly four years and six months ago I entered the MTC.

I'm starting to think that maybe I wasn't joking as much as I thought I was when I shared Jacob 7:26 in apartment scripture study the other day.

Forecast

While my blog may seem to be more and more successful these days, I'm noticing that most of my yearly numbers for this past fiscal period are somewhat inflated compared to last year, since I was only in business for one quarter last year.  I'm afraid that my blog could be in a recession, along with the rest of the American economy.  Maybe someone will try to sell me to the government now to keep the posts coming.

You see, I've officially hit 50 posts this year.  Well, 51, including this one.  Last year I only had 45.  But those 45 were in the period of four short months, and it has taken me nearly 11 months to amass enough to pass that up by a measly 5 extra posts.

Maybe this has something to do with my theory that my brain is a colander.  I got progressively worse scores on the ACT each successive time I took it, after all.

Notable Quote

"I used to live the dream, boys.  I used to live the dream!"

(Scott)

Notable Quote

"I don't want a Wal-Mart quality girlfriend.  I want a Costco quality girl."

(Mark)

Edgar

This is the name of my piano I've been renting; I just decided that maybe he'll make more friends if he has a name.  I am in the process of planning a christening party for him.  It will probably consist mostly of me playing all the classic piano songs I've gotten to know with Edgar.

We'll probably just call him Eddie for short, though.  Even though there's actually no less letters in Eddie than Edgar.