Jack was practically bouncing around the room, so excited was he to start this final class. "We're treasure hunting!" he crowed. "Grab your shovels, your maps, your poison antidotes--" don't ask, "--and your sacks for hauling treasure! Last person to the treasure chest walks the plank ( Read more... )

With Eric nowhere to be found, Jack was forced to take the class into his own (fairly filthy) hands. "Good evening, me hearties!" he said. "Today, we begin what I believe t' be the most important part of long term investment strategy--the making of a proper treasure map. What, I ask, is the use of making all of this money if ye can't find it again ( Read more... )

"Good evening!" Jack crowed from the front of the classroom, clasping his hands together happily. "Tonight we are going to play a game that teaches ye all about outsmartin' yer opponents and making them have t' look through sofa cushions for spare change when they realize ye have all of the railroads and utilities! Yer computers are all set up with ( Read more... )

Eric and Jack were at the front of class as usual, with laptops placed on the desks in the classroom. "Today we learn about using property to build up long-term wealth," Eric said smootly. "Through flash games and not actual money ( Read more... )

"Good evening," Jack said, grinning at the assembled group before tugging a chest out from behind the desk. Eric rolled his eyes--Jack had absolutely refused to let him look inside or even know where he'd gotten it. "We're going t' explore the importance of easily portable income tonight ( Read more... )

Eric and Jack were back in front of the classroom again, and laptops had been placed on each person's desk. "Tonight we will work with a simulation that will let you experience the importance of making proper financial decisions without risking any real money," Eric said ( Read more... )

There were two very unique personalities at the front of the classroom in the community center: one tall, blond and almost glowing (though never, he'd tell you, sparkling) with paleness, and the other was shorter, darker, and showing all of the signs of only having a casual (if any) acquaintance with personal hygiene. The taller one spoke first. "I ( Read more... )

It seemed appropriate that on today, of all days, there seemed to be flowers everywhere. Fraser had woken up to them in the coffee pot, in the dog food and growing out of the pockets in his serge. Now, as he prepared to break ground on the new community center, they were surrounding the work site, sticking out of the pockets of various ( Read more... )