

Iceberg Slim [aka Robert Beck] was widely read in the Black community and almost completely unknown outside of it. He inspired many Black artists, and both Ice-T and Ice Cube named themselves in his honor.


Iceberg Slim [aka Robert Beck] was widely read in the Black community and almost completely unknown outside of it. He inspired many Black artists, and both Ice-T and Ice Cube named themselves in his honor.


I suggest you get this book. “Discover What You Are Best At.” Linda Gail.
I was off salary because of a work injury. I’d never really liked any job I’d ever had. Someone suggested this book. It’s a series of self tests and then an index of jobs that use those skills.
There are a lot of different jobs that use similar skill sets. For instance, a product demonstrator, a paramedic, and a hair stylist all need good dexterity and good people skills.
The book pointed me to a job that I really liked.
If you’re able to get up on a rainy Monday and be okay with goign to work, you’ve solved most of your problems.


Yeah, now I remember. I think I picked up one long ago.


Never read the Xanth books. Might give them a try.
Try “City of Last Chances” by Adrian Tchaikovski. Guy carries a box full of weak god around, doing very small miracles…


I enjoy the fact that at least one person was so offended by my idea that they had to downvote me.
Egotistical maniac that I am, I like to think they were enraged that I came up with the idea before them.
Or that they hate Apple so much that the mention of any of their products sends them into a blind rage.
But as to your comment. Wouldn’t you get burns from all the pizzas in your pocket? And wouldn’t Hackers - era Angelina Jolie suffocate in there?


Super Siri that can answer any questions.
“How do I build a time machine?”
“Is there any hidden treasure around here?”
“How do I make myself immortal?”


I like to have some time between books by the same author. This isn’t a hard and fast rule, because I’ll make an exception if it’s a series.


Sorry, but no.
It was a super common thing; plenty of places had them. Talk to any CRT or old radio enthusiast, or anyone over 55, and they’ll tell you about it.


Back in the day, people could take tubes from their TVs and radios to a shop, test them, and buy replacement parts. How much tech do you own that can be easily replaced with a screwdriver?
Look at things like furniture and clothing. If you paid half a dollar for a shirt in 1930, you expected to be able to wear it to the coal mine every day for years. When was the last time you saw shoes for sale that could be resoled?


Luxury goods are so wasteful. A $5,000.00 handbag costs as much to make as a $50.00 bag. It’s all in the name.


No.
First of all, it takes just as much labor to make a product that lasts fifty years as it does to make a product that lasts five years. Most things today are designed to fall apart and be replaced. If we made cars and appliances that lasted, there’d be less demand for new things. A lot of the current economy is designed to be wasteful.
Second, they’ve already detected asteroids that are loaded with all the minerals we’d need. Back at the height of the Veitnam War the US was launching a Gemini mission about six times a year. Getting people up there might take a decade, but the payoff would be worth it.
Finally, OP didn’t say ‘rich’ they said ‘comfortable.’


Final Destination?


Even a golden trombone needs a spit valve.


Who thinks that?
Even little kids know that if you get too hungry or tired you aren’t going to be able to do a complex task.
Ginger beer. It’s a great drink, and it’s helpful if you have a tummy ache.
https://www.manhattanspecial.com/
Manhattan Special Espresso soda. The original energy drink. Three bottles will give you palpitations.


One time, between classes we got on the topic of ethnic humor. The guy I told the joke to looked at me like I was insane, but the Russian immigrant woman who overheard it laughed. Someone else told me that Southern US folks would get it.


FYI…you might want to edit. Or not, because it’s funny that way.


[off topic?]
Yiddish. Does not translate to Christian.
Old man goes to the same lunch counter every day and orders the exact same meal every time. Tuna fish salad on rye toast and tomato soup.
One day he walks in and orders his meal. The waiter brings it.
“Waiter, I want you to try this soup.”
“I’m sorry sir, I’ll get you a different bowl.”
“No, I want you to try this soup!”
“I’ll get the manager.”
“No, I want you to try this soup!”
This goes on for five minutes and finally the waiter gives up.
“Okay, I’ll try the soup. Where’s the spoon?”
“Aha!”
At least he wasn’t a slave owner like Washington and Jefferson.