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  1. The reason that credit cards are getting paid off is that the savings rate is climbing as the population ages.

    Here’s a chart of the Population Ratio of the Total in the Labor Force…i.e. the % employed. If the longer term median was 63%, the current 58.5%, though historically low, is not really that bad!!!!

    http://imgur.com/4zzEI

  2. “no freaking aesthetic sense at all.”

    I hear you, dona, I’ve dealt with this in my (so-called) career quite a bit. Very few people have that same ‘sense’ of color or aesthetic quality. I’m pretty perfectionist in that respect, so I can relate to your frustration. But I’m guessing it’s going to look pretty great, and that you’re so close to it at this point that you might be needing to take a step back from it a bit. It’s almost over! : )

  3. Cobble, MM and Dave. Thanks. I am definately suffering from brownstone fatigue. There have been a whole raft of expensive things ($13,000 this year!!). I think this should be the end of it for a while and maybe I can go back to walking around barefoot, cooking, watching TV and enjoying it with family and friends rather than WORKING on it constantly.

    Let’s go back to talking about bedbugs….. 🙂

  4. usually every single article in The Observer makes me cringe, this one made me laugh ahhahah female bedbugs dont have vaginas!

    Internal Memo: Bedbug

    By Christian Lorentzen

    You don’t understand me. You just think of me as someone who crawls into your bed at night, sucks your blood and injects poisonous saliva into your skin. To you I’m an “infestation,” one possibly on the verge of reaching “epidemic” proportions since the beginning of my “global resurgence” a decade ago. I’m a threat to your hygiene and to your sanity, and if I get into your house, you’ll have to burn everything you own, or at least douse it in poison. Even then I might not go away. I can survive without drinking your blood, or your cat’s blood, or anything for an entire year.

    But have you ever given any thought to what my life is like? Do you even know how I have sex? Let me explain. Unlike the female of your species, the female of mine lacks a genital orifice. Thus we practice what is technically termed “traumatic reproduction.” What I do is I crack a hole in my wife’s ventral carapace with my hypodermic genital organ, then I ejaculate into her body cavity. Ah, the joy of sex. My own mother’s abdominal wound never healed. My father essentially killed her by insemination. He was a murderer and I his accomplice. I am much more gentle with my own wife.

    All of us have such stories. So think about that when you wonder why it is I suck your blood. Look, the worst that could happen to you is a bit of itching and a mild case of anemia. You, on the other hand, slaughter entire species systematically to put food on the table. I know all about it. I spent the winter of 2008 living inside a Michael Pollan book.

    Life is sacred, and I have the utmost reverence for the dead. Cambodia was a Cimicidaean paradise before Pol Pot got there.

    But none of the atrocities of the 20th century can match the scale of what was wrought by Paul Hermann Müller, the inventor of DDT and winner of the Nobel Prize. Since you wisely imposed a global ban on the substance, I and my kind have been making a comeback.

    My wife and I have lived in all five boroughs. I get restless and like to move around a lot, especially after we have a bunch of kids to leave behind. As it happens, I’ve just found a new apartment. The loft where we were staying in Bushwick was trendy but in the wintertime it could get drafty, and the hipsters we were living with were so dirty they barely even noticed us. But I’m getting older, and I recently took a corporate job in midtown with Time Warner. My wife agreed we should live somewhere with a little more class. So we climbed into one of the hipsters’ socks, took the L to Union Square, then leaped into an old lady’s purse and took the 6 to the Upper East Side. Park Avenue—can’t wait to meet my new neighbors.

  5. Fourth straight day of rain and wind on the cape. You can see all of the New York yuppies who paid tons of money for their vacation rentals starting to get cabin fever and getting super pissed off that they picked the only rainy week of the summer for vacation.

    The extended Jackal family (all 20 or so of us) is holding up pretty well though. At night we decompress by drinking gin & tonics and playing games. Last night was Trivial Pursuit.

  6. Credit card debt [major money supply component] drops to lowest level in 8 years [deflation]

    http://tinyurl.com/27cpwxo

    “In a twist, Becker said the foreclosure crisis could be helping to improve the timeliness of credit card payments and lower balances. When people don’t make mortgage payments, he suggested, they have a short-term cash boost.”

    Short-term – LMAO! Oh please oh please oh please, just gimme just one more hit!

    ***Bid half off peak comps***

  7. I like Born To Run

    Not for Nuttin- but I worked with Bruce and met him – he’s SUPER cool – I mean cooler than cool – he speaks sorta loudly which is funny and sometimes you feel he is speaking through you – but he gives people his time and he’s a hard worker. I even had the chance of going to Paris and see him perform there from side stage – nothing like it – his team is AMAZING – just regular folks who have been with him for 30 years and are the best people

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