In 1900, to buy a dozen eggs, it took a little bit more than an hour’s worth of work for the average person. You were making about 21 cents an hour, and a dozen eggs cost about 23 cents. So that was a lot of work to serve your family a dozen eggs. So just to understand how much the prices have actually fallen over time, the typical wage now is about $23 an hour, and eggs are, you know, $1.69, maybe $2 depending on what you’re buying.
So it takes a fraction of your hour. You can make enough money to buy a dozen eggs in a matter of minutes these days.
Went fishing with my 17 year old nephew tonight. He’s a good kid. We had fun. We caught 6 catfish in an hour and half. Big ones too. The last one had a snake hanging out of it’s mouth. We were done fishing after that. It stunk too. It was so nasty.
I was a little scared in the movie theater tonight watch Dark Knight Rises. I live in a tiny town where shit like that doesn’t happen. I’ve never had a fear like that before. It was weird. It wasn’t bad enough to make me get up and leave, but I did have a feeling of fear overtake me momentarily a couple times during the movie.
It was awesome by the way. I really need one of those bat cycles. ;)
It’s not exactly black, but it’s blueish purple and looks like it’s pulling away on one side. I can’t seem to trim it, so I have no idea how to proceed. I guess I’ll strap a bandaid on it when I go “run” later.
About a month ago I decided that I wasn’t going to do it because I didn’t have enough time to really get ready.
I have way less time now, but I can complete the distance without dying. It will probably take around 2.5 hours (pathetic) but if I work on it for the next 4 weeks, I’ll probably be okay. I decided that I can’t let fear run my life anymore.
Also, if I keep waiting until I’m healthier or more in shape, I’ll never do it at all.