A recent article in the Harvard Business Review suggests that we place too much value in the idea that mentoring is a panacea — especially for women
Today’s must-read longread is I Wanted to Be a Millionaire, a Slate story by journalist and author Justin Peters about what happens when you “have in your hand the money that would change your life, and then watch that money turn to vapor.”
I live in Seattle, where marijuana is both legal and prevalent enough that A) my apartment building perpetually smells like weed and B) earlier last year, stores “periodically closed” when they sold out of marijuana.
Colorado residents also consumed a lot of legal weed last year, but—as Slate reports—not quite enough:
Retail and medical weed generated more than $60 million in tax and licensing revenue for the state in 2014, the lion’s share of which is helping to pay for school construction and the regulatory system that legalization requires. Opponents looking to nitpick can—and do—point to the fact that the total is a far cry from the $100 million windfall that state officials predicted at the start of last year.
To be fair, Slate describes Colorado’s legal weed industry as a “sweeping success,” but what I see here is a call to action for the citizens of Boulder, Denver, and everywhere in between:
Smoke more weed. We expected you to consume nearly twice as much weed as you did, and you disappointed us.
The City of Seattle sets its current population at 640,500. The Pew Research Center claims there are 175,626 single men in the Seattle/Tacoma area. OKCupid says I might like 84 of them.
“How do you get to go on so many trips?!”
I hear this question often. My answer is always simple: Make it a priority.
A few years ago, I was drowning in your typical run-of-the-mill college debt. Too much Easy Mac, a few must-have sweaters and lots of dining out put my credit card balance in a scary place. After turning down a few invites to travel from friends post-college due to my increasing debt, I was getting really frustrated.
I planned out a payment plan and started throwing money at my problems (and started contributing to the thread here at The Billfold, which I totally recommend). But I still felt deflated since I still wasn’t going anywhere. I started putting $50/month from the payment plan money into a travel fund as a reward. After two years, I made a significant dent on my debt AND I had nearly $1200 in my travel fund. That winter, I called up my best friend and we planned a two-week backpacking trip through Costa Rica. This was in December 2010. That next year I was debt free!
Traveling doesn’t require you to drop a giant sum of money all at once. That’s the biggest misconception about traveling, in my opinion. You don’t have to go to a far away place every time. I love to explore the United States and get to know different states.
I think if reading the money beat for a year — certainly not something I read before this — has taught me anything it’s just that there is no right answer for anyone. I can share with you my reaction but I don’t think it’s ever necessarily the correct one. We all bring so much shit to the table. I love that this is a place where we discuss said shit, and our feelings about it, or just an honest accounting for how we’ve dealt with it. Sometimes a good old Cost of Things is much more illuminating than any of our ideas about any of it.
I am not the only person who hums “Black Friday” to the Blackadder theme, right? (I suppose the alternative is to hum it to Rebecca Black’s “Friday” song, but it doesn’t scan as well.)
Anyway, I’ve heard on Twitter that people are already camping out at Best Buy for DEALS DEALS DEALS.
And to those of you currently reading this post on your smartphone while huddled in a tent outside of a shopping center, I salute you.
Specifically, I salute you from the comfort of my home office, where I already got all of my Black Friday shopping done online.
I come across, both online and in person, as a cheery do-bee who just loves working. And yes, I get the question about work all the time. “How do you do it?” “How do you do so much of it?”
And I want to say, full stop: Because I need the money.
You know, to live.