I read this article a while back, that said that Microsoft employs more millionaire secretaries than any other company in the world. They took stock options over Christmas bonuses. It was a good move. I remember there was this photograph of one of the groundskeepers next to his Ferrari. Blew my mind. you see shit like that, and it just plants seeds, makes you think its possible, even easy. And then you turn on the TV, and there's just more of it. The $87 Million lottery winner, that kid actor that just made 20 million on his last movie, that internet stock that shot through the roof, you could have made millions on it if you had just gotten in early, and that's exactly what I wanted to do: get in. I didn't want to be an innovator any more, I just wanted to make the quick and easy buck, I just wanted in. The Notorious BIG said it best: "Either you're slingin' crack-rock, or you've got a wicked jump-shot." Nobody wants to work for it anymore. There's no honor in taking that after school job at Mickey Dee's. HONOR's IN THE DOLLAR, KID.
Modesty, my family, my last name, fast cars, DINK, expensive sun glasses, lemonade, the feeling of air conditioning in a hot, humid Texas summer night. Swimming. Ketel One soda with cranberry splash. the sound when the second cam profile of a VTEC engine engages. gadgets of all kind. mint chocolate chip ice cream. bright houses. Dr Dre's 2001 album. Discovery Channel in HD. Kids, especially making them smile, being an older brother, Air Jordan basketball shorts. All 18 or so of 2pac's albums. Worst Buy. IBM Thinkpads. Track 10 on Dookie CD, martyrdom, fiscal conservativism. modesty and down to earth people, ambition, reading the Economist, college football (especially UT), Milton Friedman, stacks of hundred dollar bills, All Texas fantasy football teams, controversial statement num. 1-5 in law school, SportsCenter repeats. Dallas at night. the feeling of being done with something, texas hold'em poker, winning at anything, competition--always and everywhere, scorpios, nice people, smart girls, lateral G's, white tennis shoes, trips to the dentist, whey protein, Michael Jordan fade aways, the Heisman pose, making weird faces in pictures, 3rd gear in an ITR, attention, making others laugh, "eye for life", fine dining, weekend getaways with the girl, the infamous CD collection, starcraft broodwar, milk--for strong bones hahahah, pwning parham at CS, tomato soup at gypsy cafe, late night trips to Ralph's, burnt orange, the smell of wood burning in the winter, Green Day, tie collections, ZARA, Coca-Cola, the elliptical machine, photoshop, yogurt, straight-haired girls, cereal at 3am, and of course, sunny days in the drop top.
