I can't believe we don't have a single lurking venture capitalist.

If I were independently wealthy -- god, that's hard to imagine. My first instinct would be to sock it all away and keep working, just in case I lost my job later or ended up needing it in my old age. But if we're assuming "independently wealthy" pretty much means "there will always be enough," then I'd probably quit my job, spend the next several years raising babies*, give a lot to charity, and travel a lot. Maybe move my family to Berlin or Mumbai or Cape Town for a couple of years, or longer. I'd spend a lot more time reading, at least until the advent of babies.

*Like three or four years. That oughta be enough time, right?

Okay, okay, COMPLETE hyperbole. But let's rest the blame for kidnapping where it belongs--on criminals.

Yeah a bit, and I'm slightly offended, or possibly hungry.

Criminals are to blame for crime. I think there are fewer criminals and less crime in a more equal society.

why do you need three jobs if one of them pays you three figures

I hope you mean six figures...

I can't believe we don't have a single lurking venture capitalist.

If we do, I would like them to stop lurking. Please?

But according to the article, you still wouldn't feel financially secure.

Pffft. As long as I could pay our bills, have a cushion in case of emergencies, and health insurance, that would be great. The main issue is that our household couldn't work with both of us as freelancers, and I'm the one with the built-up resume. So I have the day job.

I get that she was getting bullied at school, but what about another school? What about limits on what she could say online?

Yeah. I have to admit I was feeling very judgmental of the parents. I suspect they had no idea of how much damage a crowdsourced mob could do.

If I were independently wealthy: I'd quit the job (today in particular, where I cannot get any traction on something that is so going to blow up into a big political mess), spend six weeks with a personal trainer, and then go climbing in France with a friend who's getting divorced. Then maybe Thailand or Vietnam.

After that? I dunno. I would camp out in the mountains and do some writing, and skiing.

And then maybe I would come back and do some sort of philanthropic work. Hmm. Hard to know, really.

Pffft. As long as I could pay our bills, have a cushion in case of emergencies, and health insurance, that would be great. The main issue is that our household couldn't work with both of us as freelancers, and I'm the one with the built-up resume. So I have the day job.

My life in a nutshell.

Remember the thing about how more money makes you happier, up to $75K a year? After that, it's all you. So of course some rich people are satisfied and feel secure, and some don't.

Remember the thing about how more money makes you happier, up to $75K a year?

I wonder how that figure varies by location - when DH and I were making $75k/year (combined), we did not feel at all financially secure!

I'd like to share George Soros' duties as Right-wing Boogey-Woman.(of course, they'd probably put me places I totally wasn't, like Soros. Maybe I actually *would* send a blogger a check once in a while.) When they mispronounce my name, I want them to pee their pants. And they will mispronounce it; everyone does.)

I'd like to travel and write "with cushions"(John Lennon once said that what he and Paul did after they got famous wasn't different from before, except they "wrote on cushions now.")

I gotta leave the desert, man. It's all I ever wanted. Well, that and Anthony Kiedis.