When I was a kid, I would say that I never planned on getting married. My mother would laugh and tell me that I would change my mind, but now, after 30 years, I think she finally believes me.
From Vice (and sent to me from Logan), an interview with a man who has eaten nothing but cheese pizza for the last 25 years and seems relatively okay:
In Forbes, Michael Gibson writes about “the path” a majority of Ivy League graduates take into the industries of finance and consulting, and why it might be problematic: Too many smart, talented people heading to places like Goldman Sachs after college and not to, well, the rest of the labor market looking for smart, talented individuals not heading into the financial services industry. Well, it’s a good thing smart individuals also exist at non-Ivy League Schools who have decided not to take this path!
Everything has a critic, including generosity. We give money to the things that are important to us—to churches, to organizations that support the poor and homeless, to arts organizations—but researchers at Indiana University’s Lilly Family School of Philanthropy have found that wealthy donors disproportionately choose to give money to top-tier colleges, and arts and culture organizations like museums and symphonies, according to Marketplace.
Ice cream truck (IF ice cream truck AND cash THEN ice cream)
Vanilla soft serve with chocolate sprinkles, $3. Perfection. Compare all ice cream experiences to this one. Most fall short. Serendipity of encountering ice cream truck like oasis in city desert just pushes it over the top.
I am out of money and don’t get paid for a week. I do this every single month and I am so mad at myself and I’m never going to change, am I. — B.
A quick chat with a new lawyer.
Henry Gribbohm says he lost his life savings, $2,600, on a carnival game and all he has to show for it is a stuffed banana with dreadlocks.