Because it doesn't MAKE anything so how can anyone accurately assess the value of the company? All they seem to produce is stress for people who try to keep up with everyone on their friend's list as their corn crops die in their false farm.
I wish I could connect with more people from my past but I think there is a reason why they don't seek me out even though they all know where to find me. I am just not that interesting.
I have no real value to those once I have interacted with them. Maybe people are meant to move on, carrying as little baggage as possible. I know I try to carry less of my path with me each day because you always have to carry out everything you bring in with you. That is the number one rule of living in a cave.
How does someone even talk to someone they haven't heard from in decades? What can that produce but hurt and regret? I don't need to be reminded of all the great moments I missed out on.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.