I felt like I was the king of the fucking world whenever my mom would get back from the grocery with one of these sweet bastards. Guess I’ll be having ... whatever the hell I want, bitches.
"Home Alone" was released in 1990 and they paid $122.50 for 10 pizzas. I just tried to order 10 pizzas just to see the cost. It's was $122.29... No inflation on large pizzas
24 years old.
Fully paid off Costco hotdog.
It's not "parents money".
It's not luck.
It's consistency.
It's discipline.
I grind EVERYDAY to live this lifestyle.
Our daughter’s tuition at Emily Carr is $45,000 over 4 years. I have paid taxes for this eventuality for over 50 years, I’m still working today at age 68. But sure, completely fund 500 Indian full time university spots with $100 million in 🇨🇦 citizen’s taxes.
My mom’s older brother passed away a few years ago. He was the quiet type. Lived in the same modest house for decades. Wore old flannels. Fixed his own car. No one ever thought of him as “well off.”
After he died, we learned he had been buying small life insurance policies over the years. Not for himself. For his nieces and nephews.
In his will, he left each of us a payout that would only be released for one thing: education, starting a business, or a down payment on a first home.
No speeches. No “remember me” letter. Just paperwork and signatures.
Turns out he had also been anonymously paying for one cousin’s trade school tuition when their parents couldn’t afford it. None of us knew.
He never posted about helping anyone. Never brought it up at dinner.
He just quietly positioned the next generation a few steps ahead.
Sometimes love looks like preparation no one sees coming.
Imagine getting absolutely blown up in the Saskatchewan Tuesday night league like this and having to go to work tomorrow. That’s an absolute chin stinger
Tim, hear me out. It’s time to think bigger.
Why don’t we simply print $100 trillion new dollars and invest it into SNAP to generate $180 trillion in economic activity and pay down the US government debt?