I will likely post the upfront news about ABC's news shows in an upcoming blog post. I got home late tonight and haven't had a chance to see them all, although I caution you to take into account the words of Dorothy Parker when you see the trailer for the "Dr. Ken" show starring Ken Jeong. This is a show not to be taken lightly. It should be thrown away with great force.
We got home around 9pm tonight. We were invited to a financial services seminar that morphed into an attempt to get as many of us in the audience to become involved in the company and spread its good words about segregated funds and their common sense approach to financial management.
I don't want to get too negative about this stuff. It makes sense to save for one's retirement and to have some money for a rainy day. But people take this to extremes when they save and save and save and never have a speck of fun in their damned lives. At the end of your life you'll still be dead. The quality of that life is measured by how well you struck that balance between living your life and not driving yourself in to a financial morass you can never crawl out of.
Every once in a while you'll hear about a person (usually a woman) who worked at a nondescript job for 30 or 40 years. Never got married or had children. They die and leave a large estate to a university or something. People rejoice that so-and-so left this pile of money and that it would be put to good use.
This is pure bovine feces. In my view, that person threw her life away. She denied herself any pleasures her income would have allowed her to enjoy. And being dead, she will never see any of the good this money could be put to, nor will she see how it is frittered away by well-meaning people who don't have a clear idea of where the funds should go or what they should do with them.
So, you see I have my own common sense approach to financial management. Save, yes. Don't pee away your money. But don't deny yourself a bit of fun from time to time, either.
I gave some blog cards to some of the presenters there this evening. Perhaps they will read this and respond. Who knows?
Past 10. Think I will turn in.
See you tomorrow.