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.
I know I’m posting a lot. I used to do that a ton, you’ll get used to it… or you won’t and you’ll leave.
We’ll both live.
I found a new barber in my new town and I’m happy it is so close! I got to hear a conversation near me about politics and it made me laugh inside. You never want to offend someone that is either cutting your hair or working on your teeth. That’s gotta be the dumbest thing possible to do because they have you in your most vulnerable situation. Well, I guess there’s also the time I got my colonoscopy and I warned the young nurses I was a virgin and to be gentle before putting me to sleep. They laughed… but come to think of it their laugh was a bit evil…
I haven’t rented a home in over fifteen years and I’m reminded now how much I hate it. Landlords really have you by the balls don’t they.