The place you put the important things. Doesn’t have to be money, doesn’t have to be valuable, but they are normally full of valuable items to you. A box of memories, treasures greater than gold. One of the first things you’d grab in the event of a fire.
The Cushman name has a distinguished lineage and we trace our name to Robert Cushman who helped organize the Mayflower. I’m adopted so I only take partial pride, but I am proud of my last name that I was given by my father who is a very distinguished man in and of himself.
Whenever I pass a Cushman and Wakefield sign I feel a hint of pride. It makes me proud to know some Cushmans out there are doing something big and not only making golf carts, although whoever is making those damn carts is probably balling.
I’ll never make the last name Ahn famous and I have no desire to. Fuck that guy, whoever my father was. I don’t need him and that’s how bastards live. Because we are bastards we look for pride where we can find it and any bastard in history will probably share this same mindset with me.
7 years ago I chose this platform as my home base.
I could have chosen YouTube or Facebook and gone for money off hits and ads. I could have used powerblogging for many different things. Instead, because I’m a numbers guy and it fascinates me, I went for views and subscribers. Not because I wanted to compete with anyone, there’s far more popular social media users out there, I did it for me. To see what I could do.
They told me “you can’t make a popular website off writing about yourself.” They were wrong.
You can write anything about anything and as long as you have a presence, as long as you give a damn… you can build anything in this netherworld.