Bride’s birthday pre-game

It has begun.

Grey Goose dirty (filthy!) martinis for me, $68.00 / bottle glasses of Chianti for her.  I ain’t spending s*** on liquor at an expensive Brazilian steakhouse, and the groupon comes with a bottle of wine and dinner for two.

I’m afraid the steakhouse has made a rather large mistake – They won’t allow more than one groupon to be used per “group”, and we have a 6-person party.   So if they don’t seat us at least adjacently, if not push three tables together, its going to get loud.  Trust.


Ah well.  That will be entertaining blog-fodder at the very least.  With video.

RLTW, and out here.


They’ll play hell allowing you to buy it, but if you do, and perchance make a good investment – They’ll gladly tax your capital gains

And here’s why: If it isn’t fiat, they aren’t making any money from it – And cryptocurrencies are so far from fiat (yet becoming a part of more and more people’s investment portfolios) the banks don’t see a penny from them:

College tuition can be a tough nut to crack.

Students in pursuit of their dreams often rely on hard work and student loans to get them through the lean years, when they have to pay for college and living expenses.

But some New York University students are paying for their tuition while avoiding the drudgery of waiting on tables in Greenwich Village.

Take Konig Chen, for example. The 22-year-old, who was raised in Brazil and went to high school in Taiwan, says he has used the proceeds of his bitcoin investments to pay for a full four-year course of study at the school.

Like many cryptocurrency investors, Chen started out small, betting around $5,000 on the currency in February 2017, when it was fetching around $1,200. Adding $80,000 over the summer to his investment as the currency started to skyrocket, by the end of last year his wallet was worth enough for him to take out $200,000.

Read the whole thing, it describes how some NYU students have created an algorithm to predict cryptocurrency performance and are making a ton of money.

We talked about banks not allowing cryptocurrency purchases yesterday, but here’s another pointer to the bankers and their lobbyists trying to kill these currencies off:

According to the IRS, when a taxpayer successfully mines cryptocurrency and has earnings from that activity, he or she must include it in gross income after determining the fair market dollar value of the virtual currency as of the day it was received.

If you are considering buying or selling cryptocurrency, just follow this rule: How you use it relates to how it is taxed. If you keep good tax records and keep in mind how you are using the currency, understanding the tax implications will be a breeze.

They are taxing it.  Of course they are.  It’s hard out there for a morally corrupt IRS,. (Youtube) (NSFW)


Me too

I read this morning that Capital One is no longer allowing transfers to – And when I tried from my own Federal Credit Union immediately after, they’ve blocked those transfers for weeks.

That explains the $250 extra in my checking account…My recurring investment into BTC is being blocked by the institutions that manage my money.

You saw that, right?  My money.  There’s an 80’s gangsta rap song about “Mess with my money you mess with my mind”…

Youtube (NSFW)

What right do these institutions have to limit where I can invest my own money, be it BTC or elephant manure?  None.  None whatsoever.  Now, I’m in the STEM field, I’ll figure out a way to purchase and hold BTC (probably even better than Coinbase), but I won’t be doing it through the credit union I’ve belonged to since 1986, or any other financial institution that thinks they have the right to determine where I may spend my own money.

You boys just lost a 31-year client over that little decision – I hope you lose thousands more.


I have 8 days to prepare for a move to a temporary (company provided) apartment for 4 weeks, preceded by a week in Tampa inventorying and mapping the data center.  Don’t want my 120 new employees to think I don’t know my a** from a hole in the ground when talking to them about load balancing, firewall, SLA upload / download and page load times, number of blades, number of VMs, what each blade and VM is responsible for, what OS it’s running, what the licensing status of all of the software is, etc.

Being me, when I get to Tampa on the 25th, I’ll do a leader’s reconnaissance of the route from my hotel to the office so that I don’t get lost on my first day of work – I’ll repeat that exercise on March 4th when I arrive in Boston for my stay in the temporary apartment (I say my stay because my wife will have to remain here to handle the movers when they arrive and go through all the rigamarole of putting the house on the market – We’re going to be separated for five weeks, which I’m not looking forward to, but I believe she may be).

The office has a gym, thank goodness, no more maintaining a gym at home to get my workouts in (I refuse to pay for a health club / gym).  If I know myself, I’ll buy a bunch of turkey lunch meat, some 100% whole wheat bread, a bottle of mustard, and a few TV dinners, I’ll just eat that stuff and pocket the per diem to pay for my Grand Marnier and “Cafe Latte” flavored vape e-juice (plug for drvapeit there) (that stuff almost makes vaping as expensive as smoking, but I’ll do without the carcinogens and tar, TYVM).

There’s an iOS app that tells one the best route to take when jogging, that’ll take care of not getting lost during my morning runs (Can you tell I’ve been concerned with getting lost since Military Science III in 1985?  To be an Infantry officer one must be as intimate with land navigation as one is with one’s significant other, and I knew I was going to be an Infantry officer by 1985 – You don’t spend 4 years in an Infantry National Guard unit and have much of a shot to be branched anything else at commissioning, so typical of me, I was making and running my own land nav courses in the mountains of North Georgia and running them, and taking every opportunity I could to run the Yankee Road land nav course at Fort Benning).

In the meantime I’m packing my home office (can’t let the movers do that or I’ll never find anything when we get up North), making minor repairs around the house, and doing what I can to prepare for the new job.

It’s havoc around here, and I have no dogs to let fly to assist me (See: “Cry havoc, and let loose the dogs of war!”)

That is why blogging has been sparse, which may actually be a good thing..I’m building up so much blog-fodder in my brain that I’ll no doubt write 500-word posts for weeks when settled in.  Until then be well – I’ll see you as soon as I can…we all know I’m going to sneak a post in whenever I can from Tampa and Boston, I’m addicted now.

Holy smokes

Just received, read, signed, and returned the offer letter for my new position.  I’m a bit in shock, I think, at the benefits and amenities…A FULL relocation (just like an army Permanent Change of Station – A truck shows up with boxes, wrapping paper, blankets, and 3-4 movers, they wrap, pack, and box everything and put it on the truck, and carry it off to your new home, where they unload and we unpack).  The bride only has to supervise.

On top of  THAT, they pay the Real Estate Agent’s commission on both the sale of the current home AND the purchase of a new home, as well as paying any closing costs or points on the new mortgage.

A “Real Estate Specialist” from the HR department will be here Monday to start the process…We have a full year to sell the house if that’s how long it takes.  In the meantime, they’ll pay for 30 days in an “Executive suite” while we look for a new place to settle.

And given we aren’t paying any closing costs, points, or commissions, I’m going to treat myself to something I’ve wanted for a very long time on Monday…A brand new Mercedes C300 – half of the payment down in cash, the rest financed.  I have enough guns, it’s time for the 2003 Mustang GT to go and be replaced with something more befitting my age.  Then we’ll take my wife’s leased Nissan back to the dealership and buy her an Escalade, or whatever her dream car is.  After 14 years of driving the same cars, we deserve it.

We’ll wait until one of my oldest and dearest friends from military college (you know who you are, Mark A.) who also served as one of my references, gets back from a business trip to Guam to celebrate, but tonight there will be adult beverages.

Thump is back, my friends.  I’m back.  If you’d told me in 1982 as a knuckle-dragging 11B Infantryman that I’d be in the position I’m in now, I’d have busted a gut laughing.  It took a h*** of a lot of work and stress, but now here I sit – Like Borat in his hotel room, seated, muttering “King of the castle, king of the castle, you do this, you do that.”

And now to do my least favorite thing in the world

I’ve been procrastinating on this, but it’s time: Have to roll my 401K over into a SEP IRA.  I read the documentation on the flight home…This isn’t going to be fun.

In any event it is nice to be home, especially since they sell beer in Georgia on Sundays now.

Revenge is a dish best served cold

Serendipity. Thirty minutes into my first a** chewing of the day my cell phone rang, indicating I had to take the call, I stepped into the main level lobby to hear that pending a background check I have a new job, at a considerably higher salary and much better benefits – Located in Cambridge, MA. Given I still carry a “secret” clearance I don’t think the background check will be an issue.

The COR will be wondering why I’m grinning ear to ear as he eats me a new a** next week.