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Originally posted by Leon http://books.google.com/books?id=hE...num=1&ct=result read that page and the one under it, pick n choose which one you like most :P, but the idea behind it is that the more we attach ourselves to, the more we have to oversee that doesn't necessarily mean to cast everything off, but worry about what's important. not ipod peripherals (unless that's what you find important)

Sorry, a bit long but may be worth a read...
So, here goes.

Not entirely from a left field, I hope... but here's a weird thing. So, my wife has been on a personal crussade after finding Jesus. I've decided to reserve my warm spot in hell by pretty much telling her to pound sand, preferrably the kind JC walked on. Her rhetoric really gets on my nerves. Anyway, I spend all day in my basement studio, which is where the Tarrantinonian plot joins into the original topic.

"The Basement" or dungeon has become a pit for most of the junk I've collected over the years - it has my "studio" in one room and bunch of crap in another area - really messy part of the house. Think US Marine Corps obsticle course x100 + live land mines. For who knows how long, I've been collecting gear - e.g synthesizers, various knick-knacks to make it all work, etc, hoping one day to actually put it to use. I've been at it since 2000... not a single finished track has emerged from the bowels of my so-called studio. Meanwhile, I work very hard to pay off the credit card bills for all the junk I collected over the years, while racking up new debts, getting other stuff to make the studio even more "cool". Meanwhile, I work 70 or so hours a week to pay for this shit, while having no time to record it. Or when I do get time, I have very little desire, as I'm too tired.

It PISSES me off to no end, thinking that I have all this stuff sitting there, while not using it and not having the time. So, I've become 100% prisoner of my purchases. Going even further still, I have to hear from my wife that I spend no time with our kids because I'm working all the time and show up late from work. While at work, I think about the fact that I really don't spend much time with my kids, about all the unfinished stuff in the basement and how difficult it is to maintain financial sanity with all the debts and bills piling up, while not having the will power to dump the stuff I don't use and turn it into cash.

About 3 months ago I purchased a used 42" plasma, which has been earmarked for my "studio". It was relatively cheap - $300.... I even spent (spontaneously) another $150 for a wall mount that I did not use and had no time to return. I ended up getting a pair of free aluminum rods and mounted the LCD on my desk for a total cost of... $3.58 (for nuts, screws and bolts). Being very proud of making this progress in my studio, I invited my wife to take a look at my cool set up. In her old, sinner days she'd say "Wow, that looks awesome! Nice set up, can't wait to see it fully hooked up." This is how it actually went:

Me: "Check it out, ain't it cool?"
Her: "Hm.. interesting... I guess"
Me: "you don't think it's cool?"
Her: "Cool. As in 'cold'. so, this is where you plan to hang out?"
Me: "well, sometimes. I hope to do some tracks one day".
Her: "Ah. yes. Tracks. Got alot of stuff here, might as well."
Me: "Plus I can also watch football, play some xbox without annoying you"
Her: "Yeah. Great"
Me (scornfully): "of course, we can always get rid of everything in this room and just turn it into a little chappel, where we can just come and pray to JC. Would that work for you?"
Her: "Well, at least you'd have something to show for it. You'd be emotionally and spiritually happier... and your soul would also be safer as well"
Me: "Well, I'm glad you think of my soul's well being. Personally, I operate on a consumerist primate level, that's where I dwell."
Her: "So I gathered. Well, wouldn't be a bad idea for you to spend some time with your son tomorrow too."
Me: "Sure. thanks for the lecture, I'm glad we had this conversation. I certainly did not expect such an anti-climatic cold shower, but thanks nonetheless. Now, let's each enjoy some time alone, AWAY from each other."

Out she walks. I fire off my newly installed LCD, connect it to my laptop and go on TranceAddict to cool off a bit. First thread I open - this one. Click on the link above and find a passage from Torah, dealing exactly with what OP posted about, which definitely resonates with me... and left thinking: "If I were religious, I'd actually take it as a message from above."

Could it be?

Thread diversion...

My roomate during freshman year in college used to say to me, 'if I had the ability to decide who would run a country or even the world, he would empower the youth.' According to Frank, there is a pool of talent that preserve ideals that are usually forgotten in politics these days.

I thought that was very radical but still an interesting opinion. I guess the younger generation has had a wealthier upbringing than previous generations. The Internet, television, globalized industries and a competitive education market has given the kids more freedom to explore and investigate a bit more subjectively than the middle class man on his thirties with a more biased attitude.

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Originally posted by emc^2 Sorry, a bit long but may be worth a read... So, here goes. Not entirely from a left field, I hope... but here's a weird thing. So, my wife has been on a personal crussade after finding Jesus. I've decided to reserve my warm spot in hell by pretty much telling her to pound sand, preferrably the kind JC walked on. Her rhetoric really gets on my nerves. Anyway, I spend all day in my basement studio, which is where the Tarrantinonian plot joins into the original topic. "The Basement" or dungeon has become a pit for most of the junk I've collected over the years - it has my "studio" in one room and bunch of crap in another area - really messy part of the house. Think US Marine Corps obsticle course x100 + live land mines. For who knows how long, I've been collecting gear - e.g synthesizers, various knick-knacks to make it all work, etc, hoping one day to actually put it to use. I've been at it since 2000... not a single finished track has emerged from the bowels of my so-called studio. Meanwhile, I work very hard to pay off the credit card bills for all the junk I collected over the years, while racking up new debts, getting other stuff to make the studio even more "cool". Meanwhile, I work 70 or so hours a week to pay for this shit, while having no time to record it. Or when I do get time, I have very little desire, as I'm too tired. It PISSES me off to no end, thinking that I have all this stuff sitting there, while not using it and not having the time. So, I've become 100% prisoner of my purchases. Going even further still, I have to hear from my wife that I spend no time with our kids because I'm working all the time and show up late from work. While at work, I think about the fact that I really don't spend much time with my kids, about all the unfinished stuff in the basement and how difficult it is to maintain financial sanity with all the debts and bills piling up, while not having the will power to dump the stuff I don't use and turn it into cash. About 3 months ago I purchased a used 42" plasma, which has been earmarked for my "studio". It was relatively cheap - $300.... I even spent (spontaneously) another $150 for a wall mount that I did not use and had no time to return. I ended up getting a pair of free aluminum rods and mounted the LCD on my desk for a total cost of... $3.58 (for nuts, screws and bolts). Being very proud of making this progress in my studio, I invited my wife to take a look at my cool set up. In her old, sinner days she'd say "Wow, that looks awesome! Nice set up, can't wait to see it fully hooked up." This is how it actually went: Me: "Check it out, ain't it cool?" Her: "Hm.. interesting... I guess" Me: "you don't think it's cool?" Her: "Cool. As in 'cold'. so, this is where you plan to hang out?" Me: "well, sometimes. I hope to do some tracks one day". Her: "Ah. yes. Tracks. Got alot of stuff here, might as well." Me: "Plus I can also watch football, play some xbox without annoying you" Her: "Yeah. Great" Me (scornfully): "of course, we can always get rid of everything in this room and just turn it into a little chappel, where we can just come and pray to JC. Would that work for you?" Her: "Well, at least you'd have something to show for it. You'd be emotionally and spiritually happier... and your soul would also be safer as well" Me: "Well, I'm glad you think of my soul's well being. Personally, I operate on a consumerist primate level, that's where I dwell." Her: "So I gathered. Well, wouldn't be a bad idea for you to spend some time with your son tomorrow too." Me: "Sure. thanks for the lecture, I'm glad we had this conversation. I certainly did not expect such an anti-climatic cold shower, but thanks nonetheless. Now, let's each enjoy some time alone, AWAY from each other." Out she walks. I fire off my newly installed LCD, connect it to my laptop and go on TranceAddict to cool off a bit. First thread I open - this one. Click on the link above and find a passage from Torah, dealing exactly with what OP posted about, which definitely resonates with me... and left thinking: "If I were religious, I'd actually take it as a message from above." Could it be?

It's amazing the length of post one will read when it's half legible (as opposed to others which get skimmed or ignored two sentences in).

Here's your solution...

Wait for it....


STOP BUYING CRAP!

Seriously though: Stop buying stuff. Pay off your debts. Stop working so much. Spend more time with your kids. Finish some tracks.

Seems simple in writing.

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Originally posted by Beat Blog It's amazing the length of post one will read when it's half legible (as opposed to others which get skimmed or ignored two sentences in). Here's your solution... Wait for it.... STOP BUYING CRAP! Seriously though: Stop buying stuff. Pay off your debts. Stop working so much. Spend more time with your kids. Finish some tracks. Seems simple in writing.

If he could afford it, I'd also recommend getting rid of the wife. It sounds like they have an awesome relationship since she 'found god'. There are kids involved though, so I'm not going anywhere near that one

ebay is your friend

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Originally posted by emc^2 Sorry, a bit long but may be worth a read... So, here goes. Not entirely from a left field, I hope... but here's a weird thing. So, my wife has been on a personal crussade after finding Jesus. I've decided to reserve my warm spot in hell by pretty much telling her to pound sand, preferrably the kind JC walked on. Her rhetoric really gets on my nerves. Anyway, I spend all day in my basement studio, which is where the Tarrantinonian plot joins into the original topic. "The Basement" or dungeon has become a pit for most of the junk I've collected over the years - it has my "studio" in one room and bunch of crap in another area - really messy part of the house. Think US Marine Corps obsticle course x100 + live land mines. For who knows how long, I've been collecting gear - e.g synthesizers, various knick-knacks to make it all work, etc, hoping one day to actually put it to use. I've been at it since 2000... not a single finished track has emerged from the bowels of my so-called studio. Meanwhile, I work very hard to pay off the credit card bills for all the junk I collected over the years, while racking up new debts, getting other stuff to make the studio even more "cool". Meanwhile, I work 70 or so hours a week to pay for this shit, while having no time to record it. Or when I do get time, I have very little desire, as I'm too tired.

Dude, it sounds like your home life sucks. I hope to the good lord that I don't end up in that kind of situation.

That's one of my worst fears, actually, that I'll get married to someone I think is a great woman only to see her gradually turn into a bitter and nagging wife who makes hell of any time I spend at home.

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Originally posted by MrJiveBoJingles That's one of my worst fears, actually, that I'll get married to someone I think is a great woman only to see her gradually turn into a bitter and nagging wife who makes hell of any time I spend at home.

that's when you get marriage counseling and if that doesn't work a divorce because you will slowly start to poison one another if you stay in a disfunctional unhappy relationship

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Originally posted by diggerz

good show, good show, my friend

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Originally posted by wotyzoid You watched Fight Club didn't you ?

yeah no possessions. a fridge full of condiments and no food.

it would be pretty cool to live the spartan lifestyle. i'd want this to be forced upon me though like being stranded on a desert isle since i don't know if i could do this on my own with all the cool shit in the 21st centuryyyy.

Didn't you or someone else already make this thread like 2 months ago? Fag!

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Originally posted by emc^2 Sorry, a bit long but may be worth a read... So, here goes. Not entirely from a left field, I hope... but here's a weird thing. So, my wife has been on a personal crussade after finding Jesus. I've decided to reserve my warm spot in hell by pretty much telling her to pound sand, preferrably the kind JC walked on. Her rhetoric really gets on my nerves. Anyway, I spend all day in my basement studio, which is where the Tarrantinonian plot joins into the original topic. "The Basement" or dungeon has become a pit for most of the junk I've collected over the years - it has my "studio" in one room and bunch of crap in another area - really messy part of the house. Think US Marine Corps obsticle course x100 + live land mines. For who knows how long, I've been collecting gear - e.g synthesizers, various knick-knacks to make it all work, etc, hoping one day to actually put it to use. I've been at it since 2000... not a single finished track has emerged from the bowels of my so-called studio. Meanwhile, I work very hard to pay off the credit card bills for all the junk I collected over the years, while racking up new debts, getting other stuff to make the studio even more "cool". Meanwhile, I work 70 or so hours a week to pay for this shit, while having no time to record it. Or when I do get time, I have very little desire, as I'm too tired. It PISSES me off to no end, thinking that I have all this stuff sitting there, while not using it and not having the time. So, I've become 100% prisoner of my purchases. Going even further still, I have to hear from my wife that I spend no time with our kids because I'm working all the time and show up late from work. While at work, I think about the fact that I really don't spend much time with my kids, about all the unfinished stuff in the basement and how difficult it is to maintain financial sanity with all the debts and bills piling up, while not having the will power to dump the stuff I don't use and turn it into cash. About 3 months ago I purchased a used 42" plasma, which has been earmarked for my "studio". It was relatively cheap - $300.... I even spent (spontaneously) another $150 for a wall mount that I did not use and had no time to return. I ended up getting a pair of free aluminum rods and mounted the LCD on my desk for a total cost of... $3.58 (for nuts, screws and bolts). Being very proud of making this progress in my studio, I invited my wife to take a look at my cool set up. In her old, sinner days she'd say "Wow, that looks awesome! Nice set up, can't wait to see it fully hooked up." This is how it actually went: Me: "Check it out, ain't it cool?" Her: "Hm.. interesting... I guess" Me: "you don't think it's cool?" Her: "Cool. As in 'cold'. so, this is where you plan to hang out?" Me: "well, sometimes. I hope to do some tracks one day". Her: "Ah. yes. Tracks. Got alot of stuff here, might as well." Me: "Plus I can also watch football, play some xbox without annoying you" Her: "Yeah. Great" Me (scornfully): "of course, we can always get rid of everything in this room and just turn it into a little chappel, where we can just come and pray to JC. Would that work for you?" Her: "Well, at least you'd have something to show for it. You'd be emotionally and spiritually happier... and your soul would also be safer as well" Me: "Well, I'm glad you think of my soul's well being. Personally, I operate on a consumerist primate level, that's where I dwell." Her: "So I gathered. Well, wouldn't be a bad idea for you to spend some time with your son tomorrow too." Me: "Sure. thanks for the lecture, I'm glad we had this conversation. I certainly did not expect such an anti-climatic cold shower, but thanks nonetheless. Now, let's each enjoy some time alone, AWAY from each other." Out she walks. I fire off my newly installed LCD, connect it to my laptop and go on TranceAddict to cool off a bit. First thread I open - this one. Click on the link above and find a passage from Torah, dealing exactly with what OP posted about, which definitely resonates with me... and left thinking: "If I were religious, I'd actually take it as a message from above." Could it be?

it sounds like you are a shit dad and even worse husband.

tracks and gear do not come before your kids sorry.

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Originally posted by jennypie Didn't you or someone else already make this thread like 2 months ago? Fag!

yeah? well..


umm...

YOU'RE GAY.

When I emigrated from the UK to the US I learned to leave a lot of stuff behind. I had two suitcases and a carry on and that was it! Some people take more when they go on a cruise for a week!

Also one of my colleagues who travelled Monday to Friday decided that he'd become a nomad. He rented out his house and chose to stay at Marriotts or Hiltons when travelling on business and he'd use hotel points or pay for the weekend nights. Cost him less than a mortgage/rent and he got to holiday somewhere different each weekend. As someone who loves to travel myself I thought it was a great idea, but it is nice to call somewhere other than anonymous hotel room.

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Originally posted by Project-K Here's what my ideal dwellings would look like http://www.flickr.com/photos/jonrus...57601972095307/

That's basically what my brother-in-law's place is like. He lives alone in a $1m apartment in San Francisco and it has nothing in it other than a computer (for his work), a mattress which he sleeps on (no bed!), and a couple of other electronic goodies (badass projector and DVD/Bluray system for films).

My wife and I went there a few months after he moved in and went to take a shower in our bathroom and there was no shower curtain! It isn't because he is short of money, he just doesn't believe in stuff.

I thank the Lord Raptor Jesus everyday that I'm not poor.

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