Most people distinguish between “real jobs,†and ways of scrounging up some money when unemployed.
I don’t make that distinction. Never have. I think I’m more like Dr. Sumner’s dad in that respect than most people are. If there’s a distinction between a “real job” and just scrounging up money then I’ve been gainfully unemployed for the last 30 years.
Yeah, I guess Michaelangelo, Leonardo, and their ilk never had a “real job”, either.
I still can’t believe I was using his word processing program in 1984, Sam.
Thanks, Mr. Schuler.
Gainfully unemployed = independently wealthy = self-actualized on Maslow’s Hierarchy = not thinking I’ll ever be there
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I’m certainly not independently wealthy. I think it’s something between confidence and understanding. I’ve been hungry. I’ve been homeless although in my case I kipped on friends’ sofas rather than sleeping under an overpass.
This is a commonality of experience and outlook that I believe I share with Michael.
So, is the essence of genius being thrown out of your house?
Depends on what is meant by “scrounging up money”. Selling one’s valuables to buy food/gas/pay rent isn’t in any a job – it’s simply desperation.
This is the same Scott Sumner who argued that we should avoid focusing on reality when discussing economics and concentrate on theory.
“I’m certainly not independently wealthy. I think it’s something between confidence and understanding. I’ve been hungry. I’ve been homeless although in my case I kipped on friends’ sofas rather than sleeping under an overpass.”
I enjoyed a period of time sleeping in my car after my ex-wife took the entire planet in the divorce.
Overpasses will do when the alternative is a bush. Although I’d as soon not do it again.
So is the essence of genius being thrown out of your house?
Can’t be, I’ve never been thrown out. (best Curley nyuk, nyuk, nyuk)
Well, it looks like we are going to buy another place in AZ. It comes with a guest house, or “casita” as they like to call them. You are always welcome should hard times come, Dave, and you too Michael. Just turn the lights off when you leave and don’t raid the scotch from the liquor cabinet……OK, a nip or two is fine….
Schuler spends the night crashed on a buddy’s couch. Friend wakes up the next morning to find 600 words and two graphs detailing the differences between a two-cushion as opposed to a three-cushion sofa.
Wrong, Michael. He left a Fortran program that compares the comfort of sofas based on length, width, height, density and kind of cushion.
Neither ever happened. However, I did do all the cooking wherever I went.
Speaking of cooking, the pumpkin chiffon went over well. My sister-in-law said she doesn’t usully like pumpkin desserts because they’re heavy
As for the dressing, all of your suggestions were included in Bobby Flay’s Spicy Caesar. I caught them dipping bread and shrimp in it.
My other sister-in-law was taken with this gingersnap recipe. That’s how it was given to me by a chef in Minneapolis.. The cooking time and quantity are off.
It made 4 dozen cookies, and I cooked them 15 minutes.
If I had done that it would have more likely been written in Simula.
Schuler-rama I see.
Dave, you have friends and admirers. Well earned I might say old boy.
Carry on….