I've been a little bit lax in posting because my job has decided to fuck me again. Granted, I did basically have 4 months of doing very little and enjoying my life, which I savored, but now it looks like I'm back to the shit of things. So I lost track.
But before i go back into penny pinching and counting, I think I have discovered the rule that will save Villager -- the key that will prevent me from being dragged headfirst into the morass of SEC regulation and pain and suffering associated with trying to get a start-up company registered and completely nailed down with the securities law before even getting my shit together. And that is Section 3(a)(11) of the Securities Act of 1933, the Intrastate Offering Exemption. I can totally help small local companies offer securities to small local investors as long as they are all in the same state. This is exactly the law I needed. Elegance. Exciting.
Okay back to it:
Yesterday:
$40.00 Gramercy Park Dental co-pay for fluoride treatment. (sucker)
$3.95 Fast and Fresh Burger exactly 30 minutes after my fluoride treatment at the dentist - looked like an In n Out rip off. Had to try it.
$1.75 Bag of Almonds (Chili Lime) because I get so fucking hungry after work I can hardly stand it.
$101.50 Whole Foods preparing for my birthday party on Saturday. Microgreen salad with parmesan, olive oil and lemon with a dash of salt and pepper, 7 pound Bo Ssam to be shredded and glazed wrapped in bibb lettuce, rice, with an oyster, kimchee puree and ginger scallion, ginger scallion with cold spaghetti noodles, bread, baguette, beer. I think I am approaching my birthday correctly -- not with exaltation and celebration of my existence with a roomful of strangers -- but keeping it small, with those who matter to me and breaking bread and drinking wine. An offer, not a receipt. A thanks for the life they allow me, not for the life I give them.
Today:
$1.75 bottle of V8 from the cafeteria which i promptly spiked with black pepper, cholula hot sauce, a dash of worcestershire and some sort of pathetically damning cold mixture from the salad bar which, despite all mental models to the contrary, was not healthful and good for me just because it came from the salad bar.
And that's a wrap.
But before i go back into penny pinching and counting, I think I have discovered the rule that will save Villager -- the key that will prevent me from being dragged headfirst into the morass of SEC regulation and pain and suffering associated with trying to get a start-up company registered and completely nailed down with the securities law before even getting my shit together. And that is Section 3(a)(11) of the Securities Act of 1933, the Intrastate Offering Exemption. I can totally help small local companies offer securities to small local investors as long as they are all in the same state. This is exactly the law I needed. Elegance. Exciting.
Okay back to it:
Yesterday:
$40.00 Gramercy Park Dental co-pay for fluoride treatment. (sucker)
$3.95 Fast and Fresh Burger exactly 30 minutes after my fluoride treatment at the dentist - looked like an In n Out rip off. Had to try it.
$1.75 Bag of Almonds (Chili Lime) because I get so fucking hungry after work I can hardly stand it.
$101.50 Whole Foods preparing for my birthday party on Saturday. Microgreen salad with parmesan, olive oil and lemon with a dash of salt and pepper, 7 pound Bo Ssam to be shredded and glazed wrapped in bibb lettuce, rice, with an oyster, kimchee puree and ginger scallion, ginger scallion with cold spaghetti noodles, bread, baguette, beer. I think I am approaching my birthday correctly -- not with exaltation and celebration of my existence with a roomful of strangers -- but keeping it small, with those who matter to me and breaking bread and drinking wine. An offer, not a receipt. A thanks for the life they allow me, not for the life I give them.
Today:
$1.75 bottle of V8 from the cafeteria which i promptly spiked with black pepper, cholula hot sauce, a dash of worcestershire and some sort of pathetically damning cold mixture from the salad bar which, despite all mental models to the contrary, was not healthful and good for me just because it came from the salad bar.
And that's a wrap.
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