Money Magazine Article 6/17/2019

[Shark]

[QUOTE=RahRah;n105027]

5 Wimpy hamburgers, or 4 burgers and a Coke, or 3 burgers, a Coke and a bag of Fritos. A (1) cup of ice cream was a nickel. There were so many options, and the world was mine for the next two days.[/QUOTE]

5, 4, 3, 1, 2

You left out a few "a"s (1) and left out the nickel (5)

[ORION]

Peace,

Orion

Another reference to time...unrelated to TTOTC...well, this one.

[Zapster]

When I was a kid in the late 1930s, I would mow yards around my neighborhood and get paid a quarter. It was really a big deal to me. I remember keeping my left hand in my pants pocket with the coins held tightly in my fist. I walked straight and whistled because that money represented 5 Wimpy hamburgers, or 4 burgers and a Coke, or 3 burgers, a Coke and a bag of Fritos. A cup of ice cream was a nickel. There were so many options, and the world was mine for the next two days.

The problem with accepting "A" = 1 is that to be consistent the number count starting at the 5 would then be 5, 4, 1, 3, 1, 1, 1, 1, 5 (nickel), 2. Sure, you could argue the capital A could be distinct from the many lower case a's. But interesting that 5, 4 and 3 appeared as numerals, but two was written out.

[Zapster]

Shark was faster than me. ;-)

[RahRah]

[QUOTE=Shark;n105041]

You left out a few "a"s (1) and left out the nickel (5)

Actually I didn't if you view it as written as an XOR string of options, which is what I believe Fenn was doing with the sentences.

[lowkey]

[QUOTE=ORION;n105038]

That was my secret.

A(1) >>>>>>>>> A1 >>>>>>>>> Top Quality >>>>>>>>> Leader

Wonder about this: "...the world was mine for the next two days..."

After that, to whom did it belong?

Peace,

O.

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Today on a bus, I saw a lovely girl with silken hair
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and I wished I was so fair
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the isle
O God, forgive me when I whine
I have two legs, the world is mine

And then I stopped to buy some sweets
The lad who sold them had such charm
I talked with him, he seemed so calm, and if I were late it would do no harm,
And as I left he said to me “I thank you, you have been so kind”
It’s nice to talk with folks like you. You see, I’m blind
O God forgive me when I whine
I have two eyes, the world is mine

Later walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue
He stood and watched the others play; it seemed he knew not what to do
I stopped a moment, then I said, why don’t you join the others dear”
He looked ahead without a word, and then I knew he could not hear
O God forgive me when I whine
I have two ears, the world is mine

With legs to take me where I’ll go
With eyes to see the sunsets glow
With ears to

h

ear what I would know
O God forgive me when I whine
I’m blessed, indeed, the world is mine

Joy Lovelet Crawford

[Fogel]

With a quarter - which I thought was one coin. (he held tightly coins) maybe two dimes and a nickel - he could get 4 things and there were options or combinations. If I get out of the burger and sweet shop, the options and combinations make perfect sense. Counting down from Monday makes sense because the world was always mine for the next two days. lol It's all in the way you count and what you count upon. He was a kid after all and adults are doing the counting here. 5 - 4 - 3 - Two! Ok - got it. Keep those coins tight in the left pocket. This little bird will sing happy as a Lark.

Lark: http://www.pure-spirit.com/more-anim...lark-symbolism

[mikew1927]

Does anyone remember when he did his countdown last year?

Haha! I do! It was when I was boots on the ground, and dreaming I was getting closer

(end of July '18 - start of Aug '18)

[Old Pilot]

[QUOTE=lowkey;n105074]

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Today on a bus, I saw a lovely girl with silken hair
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and I wished I was so fair
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the isle
O God, forgive me when I whine
I have two legs, the world is mine

And then I stopped to buy some sweets
The lad who sold them had such charm
I talked with him, he seemed so calm, and if I were late it would do no harm,
And as I left he said to me “I thank you, you have been so kind”
It’s nice to talk with folks like you. You see, I’m blind
O God forgive me when I whine
I have two eyes, the world is mine

Later walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue
He stood and watched the others play; it seemed he knew not what to do
I stopped a moment, then I said, why don’t you join the others dear”
He looked ahead without a word, and then I knew he could not hear
O God forgive me when I whine
I have two ears, the world is mine

With legs to take me where I’ll go
With eyes to see the sunsets glow
With ears to

h

ear what I would know
O God forgive me when I whine
I’m blessed, indeed, the world is mine

Joy Lovelet Crawford

Very moving. Thank you.