Once a Preppie, Now a Prepper

In preparation of potential supply-chain disruptions due to COVID-19 (Coronavirus), after today's weightlifting excursion, together with my Right-Hand-Man I made a Target run.  There I procured some non-perishable foodstuffs: a box of protein bars, a box of granola bars, a small bag of Jack-links beef jerky.  That's on top of my box and tupperware of raisin bran, my 24+ cans of Coca-Cola and my few cans of Sprite.

I think I'm ready for the potential weeks of shortages.  Hey if we end up skirting this outbreak, I always have backup snackage.  That's what I call sitting in the catbird seat.  Better safe than sorry.

Just as in economic theory where saving is delayed consumption, stored consumption is advanced savings.

The pricetag on the order was small; so, I used some some cash that I squirreled away (conserving my debit account for foreseen speed dating events in the future).  Id est, savings as delayed consumption.


Waiting is the Hardest Part

Now that I've done my due diligence (done my research and decided on a speed dating tack), all's left is to wait and build up my financial position, do some proximal coordination (dates, times, transportation when the time is nigh).  Having the confidence to take any setback in stride, my present  concerns revolve around finding the best environment to meet a nice woman to befriend.  In real estate, as in life, it's mostly about location, location, location. But I have 9 to 13 week's to think about it, and do research, while I build up my bankroll to finance my speed dating exploits.  Haste makes waste, and i  dislike inefficiencies..

You Got to Know When to Hold 'em

Because my physicality is indubitably more impacted than my intellect and intellectual capacity, I've adjusted my outlook to be more in line with my core competencies (directness, circumspection, strategizing). To wit,  I've honed the compensatory techniques to mitigate as much unnecessary physiological stress as possible. I play to my strengths, accentuate the positives, mitigate the negatives.


Jaunt to the Store

After weightlifting today, my Right-Hand-Man and I made a Target run. I opted to actually go to the store rather than online shop, because what I needed (body wash and spare shaver heads) didn't warrant a for shipment.  I also got some coca-cola, that docent shop with normal deliveries; Id est, coke only ships with orders larger than I make. Because if I don't have enough to qualify for free delivery, what's ther point. Might as well tack a Target trip to an already enshrined rote outing; so, I did just that. However, they didn't have the shaver heads that I needed; so, I shall just have to stock up on my next order.  But not to worry, I still have one, that should tide me over until I'm running low on raisin bran, my usual metric to tell me when a new order is in order. I heed the advice to not spend all my money in one place (or at one time, which cosmologically are the same thing). I wonder if it doesn't count since I shall utilize both Target and  But I also throw in some shipments and prime visio watchung. By dint of the duopoly nature of my spending, there  is no singular monopole. Different service for different products/services. Whatever works. Consumables and toiletries, or associated brick and mortar loci. Clothes and other one time or scheduled ecurring shipments, and of course streaming video, Amazon. Com.


Change of Schedule

Just now via SMS,  my Right-Hand-Man told me that we will be going to the gym tomorrow afternoon not morning. Demos like the payment fiasco got sorted out. At least that is my interpretation. 


Back to the gym

Today I went to the gym with my former house lead from when I lived at Camelback while my childhood house was being prepped for my reentry.  It was nice and pleasantly suprising that I had not lost too much ground during my absence from structured exercise.  Nevertheless, that marked my long road to get back to where I was before I started my new muscle relaxer regimen. 


Won't Get Fooled Again

In a number of weeks, once I save up money enough to invest some, I shall spend some of my reserve on another foray into the speed dating arena.  I believe that's an appropriate tactic, spend some, save some, build up my portfolio on both ends.

That's the first rule of finance: invest first, live off the remainder, you shall be grateful in the long-run that you did.

I shall do more due diligence this time, make the plans more near term.  That way, I shouldn't get caught unawares this time by a venue closure.  Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice. In the words of Pete Townshend, "(We) Don't get fooled again."

I really feel that I'm being 'called' to do this.  And answer it, I shall certainly do.


Like an App Store Cowboy

I just recently upgraded my phone.  It wasn't holding charge/charging right.  It was time. Basically a similar model only newer. Without the glitches. Little will change on mybill.

Once More My Inner Dutchman is Actualized (Synergies)

I routinely buy and keep in my closet 12-packs of Coke and Coke products. I buy them from Target after I exercise on Saturdays.  I use my Target Red Debit card, giving me 5% off the total.  When I bought them, they were on special.  I just sold to a caregiver one can for $1.00.  Win-win.  We're both happy.  Kind of makes the initial outlay to buy the Coke worth the trouble--especially since I am also a shareholder. Win-win-win.


We Must Adapt to the Times

Today, technically this afternoon, I finally succumbed to the sirens song of modern times and upgraded my phone.

It really was a necessity, my phone was not charging while it was turned on; id est., it was impossible for my phone to also act as an alarm. This meant that I couldn't enter full REM sleep for fear that I  wouldn't wake early enough. Things should get back to normal. SCORE. 


Order Entered, Order Accepted, Order Confirmed

I just, mere minutes ago, set up a Target delivery. Much breakfast cereal (running low), some new dentist recommended toothpaste, and a large bag of peanut M&Ms (my dietary vice).  Did it all from my computer. The bulk nature of the purchase mitigates delivery fees.  As an American Dutchman, the exploitation of synergies tickles my soul.  Convence, utility, discount.  Win, win, win.


Ala Kris Kross, I give the world a finger, the middle

When I initially began developing muscle spasms, resultant my brain injury, my whole hand clenched.  Some tension still remains.  However, my middle finger (known in sign language circles as the 'feeling finger,' connoting its utility) as of late is much more functional.

Some of the gain presumably comes from the increase in muscle relaxers that I am now taking.  I kept my level low while I was in school (they made me kind of foggy).  But now that I'm done with grad school and society seems to be more geared to the eighth grade level, I shall be less opposed to letting the fog roll into my harbors.