Money money money

Money money money?

It’s all about work, isn’t it?

Dancing Moon in San Antonio (Universal City). Ducked out early for the holiday. Which leads to questions about laws:

Gresham’s Law:

“… and the alleged originator of ‘Gresham’s Law’, the famous economic axiom that ‘bad money drives out good’ — that is, gold coins, being intrinsically valuable, will be hoarded by ordinary people of a government introduces coins made of base metal or paper money, although the phrase has wider connotations.”
The Truth Will Out (page 66)

I pick up weird things in strange places. Like that comment, sort a tangent to the argument about who wrote Shakespeare. Well-put points, though, must say I admire the scholarship and general sleuthing. Thus far. But this was about money, as bad money drives out good – Gresham’s Law, c.f., Quicksilver. (None of which has to do with Shakespeare.)

I hate Discover:
I’ve switched credit card processing companies. So Discover calls me to remind me that I only paid 57 cents for one $30 transaction, once, last August.” So shouldn’t I stay with them? No, for years, they billed me each month, until I got irritated and wanted to drop them. Then they dropped their fees, but it wasn’t until then that they got around to acting human. By my accounting, though, I’ve spent more on fees with them than I ever took in. They can copulate with themselves. Preferably in the wrong orifice. In a painful manner. Without lubricant. Unless, of course, they like that. Some people do, you know.

I keep getting yanked by credit card processing companies. Even my own bank is a little leery. And me with no charge backs in the last 7 years? I reiterate my previous command.

But there is hope. Maybe the shopping cart can talk directly to the credit card processor, and I don’t have to see anything but the balance sheet. Here’s to dreams.

And good food:
Herbert’s, in San Marcos. Blanco Cafe, downtown SA. Just to name a few that come to mind right away. Mi Tierras?