A neighbor of mine saw this and started laughing and weezing so hard I almost forgot all about my crummy bike. I felt sick to my stomach.

     It was the beginning of summer and It was already sucking, bmx was my life. Some kids fished, some read, some got into trouble, I road my bike. My summer was over. My mother consoled me until my father got home. The way he saw it a bmx bike should not break like that. They are after all made for jumping aren’t they.

     So it was off to the Hudsons Bay Department store to get the knew bike on warranty. We were surprised to find that in the small print of the warranty the bike was not meant for jumping. The warranty was voided some time during my bragging explanation of the big jump and the guy who almost weezed to death next door. Turns out the dude helping us was deaf and told my father he would order the new part. The new forks would arrive in approximately six weeks. Great.The whole summer without a bike.

     I don’t know why or how we ended up at a bike shop in Terrace B.C. but we were on vacation and Terrace was on our way anywhere.

     The shop was small and crammed with bmx bikes. The smell of grease and rubber and the sound of the bike mechanic grunting behind one of many kuwahara bmx bikes. Cool job dude.

     It was like a dream come true and my father could see it, I am sure. I am getting goose bumps just writing this post. I remember oggling a Redline bmx racing bike. It was virgin white with beautifully crafted brilliant red components. I had to have this bike. For the first time in my life I was speachless. That was a welcomed change for all who new me.

     It turned out that while I was busy trying to wipe the drool from the beautiful bike my father was closing the deal. He bought his ungrateful little loud mouth of a son a new reason for living. I couldn’t talk for 3 days after that. The ride home was peaceful and yet you couldn’t hear over the noise.

 It is definitely a stock that could be a long term diamond in the window. I just wonder how long before it breaks out and up. I don’t like roller coasters they are bad for the ulcers. 

What I do know is that I have a Visa card and I use it for almost every purchase I make. Most people I know have one or more cards and most are visa. Visa cards are cool. C’mon kids try it, go on:). Its like candy to a shopaholic. Yummy.                                                                             

The point I am trying to make is that everybody has or will have the need to access credit at some point in their lives. Whether it be by visa, mastercard, or some other way, the credit card is usually the starting block.

Whether or not Visa shares are a good buy at $60 is a question only you can answer. Its worth what we say its worth. Buy some if you have the stomach for it.

Cash is King wearing a plastic crown. What a card. Cooler than a jazz musician at a disco party.

The Reluctant Launch into Entrepreneurship

The first job was house painting.  And the second collecting scrap metal. Both can be done with almost no overhead. All you need is a truck and some simple communication skills.

Example: I had landed a painting job with a man of european descent. On the second day we decided to go to the pub for lunch it seems this was perhaps not such a good idea. Upon returning to the apartment we were painting the boss walked into the kitchen paused for a moment then burst out laughing while falling to the floor. I just stared  in wonderment, was he drunk?

He just kept laughing holding his stomach. Finally with tears running down his face he asked ” Why did you paint the fridge….hahaahha…and the the stove hahah ?. “You said paint everything in the kitchen” i replied. The laughing started up everytime he looked at me. And when the owner showed up, to my surprise exclaimed “ Great now I don’t have to buy new appliances ” . I was lucky this time. Not to mention I have a life time job as a comic painter.

It was a simple misunderstanding that could have been avoided. And trust me I didn’t see the humor in it at the time. I actually felt shame at first. Ain’t life grand.

Oh man, I just freakin quit my 9 to 5er and ditched out!!!

Oh man, I’m Freakin out!!!!

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