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Fellow capper Generik passes along this bit of investment advice from yet another fellow capper, T-Rex:

If you had bought $1000.00 worth of Nortel stock one year ago, it would now be worth $49.00.

With Enron, you would have $16.50 of the original $1,000.00.

With Worldcom, you would have less than $5.00 left.

If you had bought $1,000.00 worth of Budweiser (the beer, not the stock) one year ago, drank all the beer, then turned in the cans for the 5 cent deposit, you would have $107.00.

Based on the above, my current investment advice is to drink heavily and recycle.

Like I said, I’m easily amused.

I noticed that both Sharon and Remi posted results from the “Which Mr. Men/Little Miss Are You?” quiz to their weblogs. That got me thinking. I loved these books as a child (see below), but I don’t really remember them all that well.

So, I wandered over to Google and, lo and behold, there’s an official website. It’s pretty neat. You can even build your own Mr. Man or Little Miss. That’s Mr. UnReality to the left. (Sorry, Jaust, they didn’t have any horny hats.)

This is where we used to live
Broken glass, broke and hungry
Broken hearts and broken bones
This is where we used to live
— Bare Naked Ladies, “The Old Apartment”

I think this will be the last thing I share from my old weblog for awhile. I didn’t keep it very long, and there’s not much there, but there are one or two things I still find interesting or amusing on it. This in particular:

I was digging through some of my papers this evening (I’m a packrat, and not a terrifically well-organized one at that), when I came across a quiz I’ve been holding onto for some reason. It’s just a piece of crinkly looseleaf paper, six short answers, but it’s one of the strangest things I’ve ever seen. Its original owner, Letrell Crittenden — no names have been changed to protect the innocent; to paraphrase Kurt Vonnegut, god protects the innocent as a matter of heavenly routine — received a perfect score, but I’ll be damned if I can figure out what sort of class it’s from. You be the judge:

  1. Bar Mitzfah
  2. Racquetball
  3. Whizzer
  4. Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
  5. 1981
  6. In a river behind and above the stage

Two years later and I still don’t understand it.

Well, while I’m sharing from my old weblog anyway, here are a couple of quotes I feel like passing along:

We stumble, walking wounded from the in-tray to the tea-tray, numb with disbelief, and when the bandages come off we do not recognize ourselves, our bruised expressions, our ill-fitting lives. How did we come to be these wraiths in treadmill corridors? What were we before we were this? — Alan Moore, The Birth Caul

Cross, rope, and arrow: ancient implements of mankind, today reduced, or elevated, to symbols. I do not know why I marvel at them so, when there is nothing on earth that forgetfulness does not fade, memory alter, and when no one knows what sort of image the future may translate into. — Jorge Luis Borges, “Mutations”

Do you have any favorite quotes?