a cheaper toaster

I guess that there’s all sorts of ways that people live.

Some drive a  new Rolls Royce….and hire people to make their pile of money even bigger.

Some people stand in Walmart and try to figure out what’s the best deal on a new toaster.

Our toaster is great (it toasts like crazy)….so I don’t need a new one….but I can imagine trying to make the wisest decision in making a big purchase like a new toaster.

I can imagine spending a little time researching something world-changing like the new toaster purchase.

I don’t have a “man” I can send out to buy a new toaster.

Money is funny.

Then, you hear a story like the one I heard yesterday about the Getty heir who was found dead of “natural causes….or an accident“.

No matter how much money you have, you never know what’s going to happen.


I hope that when I go, the reason is a little more definite than “or an accident” sounds.

I hope it’s not “more definite” for a while, though.

I’d hate to rush the process.

All this money stuff.

Good grief, it’s crazy.

Making millions ….just letting your money make more millions.

Moving to the place where you can do it right, too…..moving to a place like Switzerland!

How about that? Finding the place where the government lets you keep the money you make….or don’t “make”….maybe just accrue….it’s nuts…..and….smart.

The guy just said that “1 in 10 billionaires live in Switzerland”.


I have bigger fish to fry….I can’t spend my time looking off to the side at all the folks who live in Switzerland….making money by having money.

It’s kind of interesting, though….this whole “super wealth” thing.

Crazy….and interesting.

It would be interesting to drink a cup of yak butter tea on a mountain in Nepal….enjoying the company of monks who take a vow of poverty.

That would be pretty interesting, too.

“What profit a man…..” ….what’s the rest?

Money is good. I could buy some plane tickets with some money. I could fix up old houses with some money. I could make some money….with some money.

I could be RICH with some money.

I could buy a really expensive car with some money.

I could count all my money….and worry about my money all the time.

I could move to Switzerland with all my money.

I think that I’d rather drink the tea….with all the poor monks.



About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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