Stuck again. Body work to my truck--to fix the damage to my truck resulting from my rollover. I couldn't stall any longer. They say it'll be "later on this week." After that, I have to go over there and drive it to another place to get my ABS valve leak fixed, and something else which I forgot.
The reason is because Freightliner charges us almost twice as much in labor. The Kenworth Dealer I take it to for that repair will have to get the ABS valve from the Freightliner I just left. If they still have it. If they don't, I'll tell them to just get it ordered and I will rack up a few miles and come back for the repair.
Yep. TWENTY THOUSAND IN THE HOLE on my maintenance account. Ya drive 16 hours, and what do ya get? Another day older and a-deeper in debt. Saint Peter don't you call me, cuz I can't gooooo....I owe my soul to Arkansas Equipment leasingggggg...
Dammit. And just make it 20,600.
I called my most excellent new accountant and asked about the 401k stuff. I'd rather just set up the shelter than incorporate if I can. I can put up to 40k/year into one, but it has to be a certain type, and I also want one which I can manage myself. You guys (if you ever read this, dammit) would do well to have a manager like me (blush-blush).
Err...that's the new, improved me. Gman recalls witnessing first-hand the swift and sudden annihilation of the old me. (It was all Bill Clinton's fault, since he was the President then and the President is God.) Nah. Seriously, it was THEM. THEY will stop at nothing to destroy me. I must apologize to everybody else who lost their wads in that market crash. Sorry you guys got caught in the crossfire.
Ok-ok, I was playing poker and a full house beat my flush. Because THEY were dealing. Happy now?
Anyway, that's the only way to save Social Security. It should ALL be privatized, as is PERS, which government employees get.
"But the market is a risky scheme". That is a lie. They aren't misinformed, or merely wrong. They are LYING in order to manipulate you. They are doing this because they want you dependant upon them. The success of the reformed plan would discredit them and their M A R X I S T philosophy. They know it. They know it from PERS.
Risky? Well, my own portfolio has lost over one percent in one day; something like seven percent in a week. I think I even went down over a thrity day period once or twice. But if you're investing for the long term, these fluctuations are irrelevant. The market trends UP, and always has. And when it does retrace, or even goes into bear mode, you are buying stocks cheap.
DUH!!! And anyway, you can invest in RIETS or bonds (inc. tax-free/municipal), or a variety of other stuff. You can set it up so you can't lose unless the whole country is destroyed. So don't listen to their L I E S. End of dissertation.
I'm at the Howard Johnson--the best deal in Little Rock. Better than the hotel in Effingham. But a lot of stuff tends to be cheaper in Arkansas, which is why, when I buy land, I think it might well be here.
Gman, if you ever do read this, I sure would be real happy to throw some money at you for an investment property, ya know? Maybe with my help you could think a little bigger, and leave your 401k unmolested, ya know?
I could incorporate. I know how to do this stuff, but am too lazy and know my weaknesses. I'm an idea guy. You see, I'd set up a C-corp, in Nevada. Zero state taxes, and they don't share info with the feds. With a C-corp, I'd knock out all the survivorship junk by giving Gman some shares and setting it up so that all assets revert to him and his control upon my untimely demise. It's all liquid, so he could turn it into cash or take over the investing. No death tax or BS. A verbal agreement with him would be enough to have him throw some at Eman or whatever.
And I would pay myself, as a driver, a nominal stipend. I'd use a company credit card for all operating expenses, which is most of what I buy aside from food, clothing, and toiletries. The stipend itself is a corporate write-off. The corporate tax rate on investments is lower--but there again the 401k for me, the driver, is also a write-off and tax-deferred.
Since Gman is a part owner, my visits there, and dinner or whatever, would be a board meeting.
This and a lot more...like a company vehicle for the driver...lots of stuff. See, I know all this stuff, and could tell a more disciplined and enterprising individual how to set it up, but I'm just too lazy to go through that rigamarole myself.
Anyway I think these guys at the hotel are wise to me. Every day I hide my complimentary shampoo so they replace it, and I stash these in my shaving kit. They skipped my room today. It's like the truckstop buffets: Because of me, they made the containers smaller.
I got a pizza from Pappa John's for the last time last night. SIXTEEN BUCKS for a large thin crust? I figured it must be really a huge, massive pizza which I could gnaw on for a couple days, but it's just the same size as a 9.00 pizza at a more honest joint. What a rip!
But at the local pharmacy I found a great smart pill. 15 bucks for thirty days! It has a bunch of stuff you can't pronounce ending in "zine" in it, so you know it's good stuff. It's called Focus Formula and it's made by Windmill Health Products. No website listed, and I haven't looked for it yet online. But Juan? The formula is very similar to Focus Factor, so check it out and save some dough.
Been playing online poker like a maniac. The cards and bad beats were, as I expected, absolutely murderous, as it always is when I play more than a couple tourneys in 24 hours. I just got hammered and hammered, until I got so tight I was frozen, and so pissed off I wanted to destroy the bingospazzing, bullying, bluffing lottery players, and I won the last three.
Well, that's my visceral reaction to spazzes. Intellectually, I understand the niche they fill on society. In poker, spazzes make big pots. With their big, huge raises, they tell smarter players to fold and save their money, or else to jump on them, pushing everybody else out to make it 1:1, and take all their money.
They help me make up my mind. On the road, they help me a lot too. Like, most truckers will wait for a "rabbit", or superspazz trucker, to race by them, and then follow them. The cop will nail the superspazz, but probably not them.
But I have a three-digit I.Q., so I maintain a decent following distance, and often will go just slightly slower than the superspazz who is winning the race to the speeding ticket. Other truckers are spazzes, too, however, and when they see that they can pass me and wedge themselves in between me and the spazz, they have to do so.
This is actually how I started going slightly slower than the superspazz. Every time I got a safe, intelligent distance behind the superspazz, I got me a face full of trailer from the moron who had to pass me and wedge himself in front of me.
Tailgaters are spazzes, too, you see. They cause big messes by trapping as whole slew of people behind granny going 50 mph in the right lane, which in turn makes it impossible for people to merge off entrance ramps. Spazzes entering traffic, tailgating there as well, simply think that they will force their way onto the freeway as the second or third car in a train.
So spazzes come in handy for me by getting speeding tickets instead of me (and I love it when the cop deliberately skips the superspazz to nail the tailgater), but they actually cause a lot of problems.
I mean, it really sucks when I barrel over the top of a hill or around a corner, with some overweight bastard six feet off my trailer, and see a traffic jam I have to brake hard for. I often have maybe one second to turn on my flashers to alert the spazz behind me before I kick in the jake-brake and start braking. Then I have to delay that as long as I can to give the shithead a chance to react.
Otherwise he barrels into me, and I barrel into the stopped traffic.
On second thought, spazzes suck and I hate them intellectually as well as viscerally. Being willfully ignorant and refusing ot think is even worse than being a moron.
Well, back to the bingospazzes...and THEM.
The reason is because Freightliner charges us almost twice as much in labor. The Kenworth Dealer I take it to for that repair will have to get the ABS valve from the Freightliner I just left. If they still have it. If they don't, I'll tell them to just get it ordered and I will rack up a few miles and come back for the repair.
Yep. TWENTY THOUSAND IN THE HOLE on my maintenance account. Ya drive 16 hours, and what do ya get? Another day older and a-deeper in debt. Saint Peter don't you call me, cuz I can't gooooo....I owe my soul to Arkansas Equipment leasingggggg...
Dammit. And just make it 20,600.
I called my most excellent new accountant and asked about the 401k stuff. I'd rather just set up the shelter than incorporate if I can. I can put up to 40k/year into one, but it has to be a certain type, and I also want one which I can manage myself. You guys (if you ever read this, dammit) would do well to have a manager like me (blush-blush).
Err...that's the new, improved me. Gman recalls witnessing first-hand the swift and sudden annihilation of the old me. (It was all Bill Clinton's fault, since he was the President then and the President is God.) Nah. Seriously, it was THEM. THEY will stop at nothing to destroy me. I must apologize to everybody else who lost their wads in that market crash. Sorry you guys got caught in the crossfire.
Ok-ok, I was playing poker and a full house beat my flush. Because THEY were dealing. Happy now?
Anyway, that's the only way to save Social Security. It should ALL be privatized, as is PERS, which government employees get.
"But the market is a risky scheme". That is a lie. They aren't misinformed, or merely wrong. They are LYING in order to manipulate you. They are doing this because they want you dependant upon them. The success of the reformed plan would discredit them and their M A R X I S T philosophy. They know it. They know it from PERS.
Risky? Well, my own portfolio has lost over one percent in one day; something like seven percent in a week. I think I even went down over a thrity day period once or twice. But if you're investing for the long term, these fluctuations are irrelevant. The market trends UP, and always has. And when it does retrace, or even goes into bear mode, you are buying stocks cheap.
DUH!!! And anyway, you can invest in RIETS or bonds (inc. tax-free/municipal), or a variety of other stuff. You can set it up so you can't lose unless the whole country is destroyed. So don't listen to their L I E S. End of dissertation.
I'm at the Howard Johnson--the best deal in Little Rock. Better than the hotel in Effingham. But a lot of stuff tends to be cheaper in Arkansas, which is why, when I buy land, I think it might well be here.
Gman, if you ever do read this, I sure would be real happy to throw some money at you for an investment property, ya know? Maybe with my help you could think a little bigger, and leave your 401k unmolested, ya know?
I could incorporate. I know how to do this stuff, but am too lazy and know my weaknesses. I'm an idea guy. You see, I'd set up a C-corp, in Nevada. Zero state taxes, and they don't share info with the feds. With a C-corp, I'd knock out all the survivorship junk by giving Gman some shares and setting it up so that all assets revert to him and his control upon my untimely demise. It's all liquid, so he could turn it into cash or take over the investing. No death tax or BS. A verbal agreement with him would be enough to have him throw some at Eman or whatever.
And I would pay myself, as a driver, a nominal stipend. I'd use a company credit card for all operating expenses, which is most of what I buy aside from food, clothing, and toiletries. The stipend itself is a corporate write-off. The corporate tax rate on investments is lower--but there again the 401k for me, the driver, is also a write-off and tax-deferred.
Since Gman is a part owner, my visits there, and dinner or whatever, would be a board meeting.
This and a lot more...like a company vehicle for the driver...lots of stuff. See, I know all this stuff, and could tell a more disciplined and enterprising individual how to set it up, but I'm just too lazy to go through that rigamarole myself.
Anyway I think these guys at the hotel are wise to me. Every day I hide my complimentary shampoo so they replace it, and I stash these in my shaving kit. They skipped my room today. It's like the truckstop buffets: Because of me, they made the containers smaller.
I got a pizza from Pappa John's for the last time last night. SIXTEEN BUCKS for a large thin crust? I figured it must be really a huge, massive pizza which I could gnaw on for a couple days, but it's just the same size as a 9.00 pizza at a more honest joint. What a rip!
But at the local pharmacy I found a great smart pill. 15 bucks for thirty days! It has a bunch of stuff you can't pronounce ending in "zine" in it, so you know it's good stuff. It's called Focus Formula and it's made by Windmill Health Products. No website listed, and I haven't looked for it yet online. But Juan? The formula is very similar to Focus Factor, so check it out and save some dough.
Been playing online poker like a maniac. The cards and bad beats were, as I expected, absolutely murderous, as it always is when I play more than a couple tourneys in 24 hours. I just got hammered and hammered, until I got so tight I was frozen, and so pissed off I wanted to destroy the bingospazzing, bullying, bluffing lottery players, and I won the last three.
Well, that's my visceral reaction to spazzes. Intellectually, I understand the niche they fill on society. In poker, spazzes make big pots. With their big, huge raises, they tell smarter players to fold and save their money, or else to jump on them, pushing everybody else out to make it 1:1, and take all their money.
They help me make up my mind. On the road, they help me a lot too. Like, most truckers will wait for a "rabbit", or superspazz trucker, to race by them, and then follow them. The cop will nail the superspazz, but probably not them.
But I have a three-digit I.Q., so I maintain a decent following distance, and often will go just slightly slower than the superspazz who is winning the race to the speeding ticket. Other truckers are spazzes, too, however, and when they see that they can pass me and wedge themselves in between me and the spazz, they have to do so.
This is actually how I started going slightly slower than the superspazz. Every time I got a safe, intelligent distance behind the superspazz, I got me a face full of trailer from the moron who had to pass me and wedge himself in front of me.
Tailgaters are spazzes, too, you see. They cause big messes by trapping as whole slew of people behind granny going 50 mph in the right lane, which in turn makes it impossible for people to merge off entrance ramps. Spazzes entering traffic, tailgating there as well, simply think that they will force their way onto the freeway as the second or third car in a train.
So spazzes come in handy for me by getting speeding tickets instead of me (and I love it when the cop deliberately skips the superspazz to nail the tailgater), but they actually cause a lot of problems.
I mean, it really sucks when I barrel over the top of a hill or around a corner, with some overweight bastard six feet off my trailer, and see a traffic jam I have to brake hard for. I often have maybe one second to turn on my flashers to alert the spazz behind me before I kick in the jake-brake and start braking. Then I have to delay that as long as I can to give the shithead a chance to react.
Otherwise he barrels into me, and I barrel into the stopped traffic.
On second thought, spazzes suck and I hate them intellectually as well as viscerally. Being willfully ignorant and refusing ot think is even worse than being a moron.
Well, back to the bingospazzes...and THEM.
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