I've wanted to get a motorcycle for a long time. Over the last 2 years, this desire has grown from an idea to something I actually want to do.
The best way for me to do anything is to spend money towards it. Once I'm monetarily commited, the odds are high that I'll accomplish my goal. This technique got me to start going to the gym (the $200 down payment was incentivizing) and pushed me to backpack South America (I signed up for a 3 day hike to Machu Picchu while studying for finals during McGill).
In May, I signed up for a weekend long motorcycle training course. This was the first required step towards getting a license and thus a bike.
I'm proud to say that as of June 11th I am the proud owner of a 2013 Triumph Bonneville. Stay tuned for some posts on learning to ride.
Late in 2009, amidst the gloom of the Great Recession, we agreed to buy BNSF, the largest purchase in Berkshire's history. At the time, I called the transaction an "all-in wager on the economic future of the United States."
That kind of commitment was nothing new for us. We've been making similar wagers ever since Buffett Partnership Ltd. acquired control of Berkshire in 1965. For good reason, too: Charlie and I have always considered a "bet" on ever-rising U.S. prosperity to be very close to a sure thing.
Indeed, who has ever benefited during the past 238 years by betting against America? If you compare our country's present condition to that existing in 1776, you have to rub your eyes in wonder. In my lifetime alone, real per-capita U.S. output has sextupled. My parents could not have dreamed in 1930 of the world their son would see. Though the preachers of pessimism prattle endlessly about America's problems, I've never seen one who wishes to emigrate (though I can think of a few for whom I would happily buy a one-way ticket).
The dynamism embedded in our market economy will continue to work its magic. Gains won't come in a smooth or uninterrupted manner; they never have. And we will regularly grumble about our government. But, most assuredly, America's best days lie ahead.
Short yet poignant by @zen_habits
When you start work, do you start with your most important priority first? If not, when does it come up during your work day?
It's just as important to ask these questions about your non-work time: what's your top non-work priority? Do you do it first in your non-work time? How much of your non-work time do you spend on it?
"My hope, always, is that it's going to wake me up. I'm only connected for seconds, minutes a day, sometimes. And suddenly, you go, 'Holy cow, I've been asleep for two days. I've been doing things, but I'm just out.' If I see someone who's out cold on their feet, I'm going to try to wake that person up. It's what I'd want someone to do for me. Wake me the hell up and come back to the planet."
Porter has its own terminal in the Toronto airport. Inside, there's a cafeteria full of stocked fridges (water bottles and sodas), self-serve espresso machines, cookies, nuts, tea etc...
I don't see any airline employees working the cafeteria. Its simply an open area in the middle of the terminal where people help themselves to whatever food they want. And it's all for free. Watching the passengers interact with the kitchen is the perfect example of Canadian behavior. They just calmly get up, go to the cafetaria and take what they want in a restrained, self-organized and respectful fashion.
The cafeteria has ceramic cups for the coffee. People make their own coffee and chose how many espresso shots they want to include, just like at home. After pouring, they place their ceramic cup into a ceramic saucer and bring it back to their seat in the terminal. Once done, they bring the cups back to the cafeteria and put them in the washing machine.
In America, people would be stockpiling items. Here, they take one thing and just go back and sit. In America, there'd never be ceramic cups that could break and cause a mess. In America, people wouldn't leave their laptops unattended at their seat while they go up to the free self-serving kitchen.
I think "god, Canada is a quanity little counry" as I board the plane back to reality.