The 5 Percent Trick: Finding Passion and Purpose in Life | Zen Habits

http://zenhabits.net/2009/03/passion-and-purpose-in-life/

This is something I’ve given alot of thought to here lately. I think it’s very valid, and I think a  lot of people in my generation are starting to reflect on this as we all start up into our 30’s, and make changes as they see fit.

I’ve often said I’m always following my “dreams” but I really don’t think I even know what my “dreams” are/were - it is amazing to me how many of us are living “the dream” and we don’t even realize that dream has nothing to do with what we want… the first “mid-life crisis”? I think not, but I do think it is a good time to reflect on where you are now, where you are going, and how it relates to what you WANT to do, and your own happiness.

Really cool, simple budgeting software: PearBudget

https://www.pearbudget.com/

(via zenhabits)

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if you love deeply, you’re going to get hurt badly, but it’s worth it.

C.S. Lewis

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I am.                                                                                               …  …  …

excited

smiling & laughing

happy

bummed

worried

what’s it gonna be?

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You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else.

When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it.

Dr. Adrian Rogers, 1931

THE SPOILED UNDER-30 CROWD!!!

My brother emailed this to me this morning, I got quite the laugh from it…

If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning

Uphill… barefoot…

BOTH ways!!!

Yadda, yadda, yadda!

And I remember promising myself that when I grew up,there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they’ve got it!

But now that… I’m over the ripe old age of thirty, I can’t help but look around and notice the youth of today! You’ve got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!

And I hate to say it but you kids today you don’t know how good you’ve got it!

I mean, when I was a kid we didn’t have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!

There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter, —-with a pen!

Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!

Child Protective Services didn’t care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! No where was safe!

There were no MP3s or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself!

Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and/or the end and @#*% it all up!

There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We’d play our favorite tape and ‘eject’ it when finished and the tape would come undone. ‘cause that’s how we rolled dog!

We didn’t have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that’s it!

And we didn’t have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your Bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn’t know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

We didn’t have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! —With games like ‘Space Invaders’ and ‘asteroids.’ Your guy was a littlesquare! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!

And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!

You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel! There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I’m saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!

And we didn’t have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove … Imagine that!

That’s exactly what I’m talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You’re spoiled. You guys wouldn’t have lasted five minutes back in 1980 or before!

Regards,
The over 30 Crowd

Ridah > look ma! No helmet!

So this morning, I’m driving to work in the morning darkeness and I see something flashing in my rear view - my first thought was a cop, but when i looked in the mirror, it was a motorcycle. The guy had his brights on - now being a rider, I’m all about visibility, as in making sure other drivers know I’m there, but when it’s pitch black outside, you can’t run with your highs on… people don’t like that!

Anyway, no big deal, I slow a bit and let the guy pass me so I won’t be getting blinded by the lights - as the guy passes, I notice he is only wearing a bandana do-rag on his head. I know - alot of people choose to do this, and it’s Texas law that the rider has a choice of wearing a helmet or not (as long as he/she at least has enough insurance to cover thier funeral)… Personally, I think it is absolutely the most idiotic thing to not wear a helmet while riding… but in Texas, we all have that choice - I don’t get on a bike without a helmet, period.

Ok, so that’s fine and great - the guy doesn’t wear one and is relying on that do-rag to protect his melon… whatever… so the guy keeps on around me, then pulls into my lane in front of me; it’s then that I see something that just cracks me up: The guy has his helmet strapped on his back seat… What the heck man… you know ? The helmet doesn’t protect the melon via osmosis man…

I just found it pretty humorous.