Recession Lessons

Lesson 101:  No one can repossess your future.

I'd love to claim credit, but I can't.  Someone had paid to post this message (paraphrased here on Single Shot) on a city advertising board in the Fremont neighborhood of Seattle.  I saw it for the first time this past Sunday while visiting PG.



I think I'm going to become an alcoholic, destroy my liver, and die.  That way when everyone talks about it, saying, "At least he died doing what he loved," they'll pause and really think if that makes it any better.

Of course, if I die by becoming an alcoholic I'll probably alienate all my family and friends before then, so maybe not.