Week One posts are in; now we all must read these things and go cast our votes.
Note: Yeah, I screwed up. Your votes were all visible. I have fixed that now. / Unfortunately, this means you three who voted need to vote again.
Only nine players! This season should be speedy... fun, too, hopefully.
Voting for Week One closes 6P EST Friday night, twelve/twelve.
1:
Cash: never had it.
Now I do, when others don't.
I try to do right.
Sure, I splurged a bit.
But, my God, we needed it.
Happy holidays.
Now I sit, still scared.
Will I ruin this windfall?
Is there hope at all?
It seems I still have
that sad poverty mindset.
Grasping at the straws.
I try to break free,
Move in tune with Universe,
a good example.
Will the legacy
I leave be money? Can I
also leave non-fear?
2:
Green flows through fingers:
Work more to make more to spend;
Always out of reach.
3:
Money is okay
But Lucy van Pelt was right.
I want Real Estate.
4:
hope you're reading this
all you entitlement whores
crying poor about
your mortgages and
the size of your plasma screens
rising fuel prices
having to buy just
three presents for each of your
children this christmas
look beyond your own
shiny leather wallet and
know most of the world's
citizens have no
need for a portable place
to store their money
5:
The Dow has gone down
The banks are bleeding red
Bumpy road ahead
Cash was everywhere
Then credit overwhelmed us
Now we all must pay
I watch my account
The numbers only decrease
Time to hunker down
In a credit world
Spending became profligrate
The bill has come due
6:
Money Our Evil
Root of all evil,
Separates us, class by class,
We fear the others.
We will fight for it,
War, greed, theft, rape Mother Earth,
For a bit of it.
We think it is all
Powerful, solves our problems,
Mends our bleeding wounds.
We cannot heal all,
With money, or hands, or deeds,
We are but human.
It separates us,
Drawing lines God never did,
We are but human.
7:
Looking for bus fare
Scraping bottom of my purse
All I find is lint
Must go to the bank
Will it be a wasted trip?
Bank balance is low
I await pay day
To write out checks for my bills
Can I pay them all?
Worries every week
But it could be so much worse
So I am thankful
8:
It is Christmastime!
Mastercard and Visa love me
for spending so much.
I shop til I drop -
My interest rates will soar.
I'll pay them next month.
January bills
Overfill my mailbox now.
Holy crap - I'm broke!
9:
If we had more cash
We'd have more children because
I'd hire a nanny
If we had more cash
We'd have a bigger garden
And a bigger house
If we had more cash
We wouldn't be more happy
Though. How could we be?
Poll LJHI-weekone
Only nine players! This season should be speedy... fun, too, hopefully.
Voting for Week One closes 6P EST Friday night, twelve/twelve.
1:
Cash: never had it.
Now I do, when others don't.
I try to do right.
Sure, I splurged a bit.
But, my God, we needed it.
Happy holidays.
Now I sit, still scared.
Will I ruin this windfall?
Is there hope at all?
It seems I still have
that sad poverty mindset.
Grasping at the straws.
I try to break free,
Move in tune with Universe,
a good example.
Will the legacy
I leave be money? Can I
also leave non-fear?
2:
Green flows through fingers:
Work more to make more to spend;
Always out of reach.
3:
Money is okay
But Lucy van Pelt was right.
I want Real Estate.
4:
hope you're reading this
all you entitlement whores
crying poor about
your mortgages and
the size of your plasma screens
rising fuel prices
having to buy just
three presents for each of your
children this christmas
look beyond your own
shiny leather wallet and
know most of the world's
citizens have no
need for a portable place
to store their money
5:
The Dow has gone down
The banks are bleeding red
Bumpy road ahead
Cash was everywhere
Then credit overwhelmed us
Now we all must pay
I watch my account
The numbers only decrease
Time to hunker down
In a credit world
Spending became profligrate
The bill has come due
6:
Money Our Evil
Root of all evil,
Separates us, class by class,
We fear the others.
We will fight for it,
War, greed, theft, rape Mother Earth,
For a bit of it.
We think it is all
Powerful, solves our problems,
Mends our bleeding wounds.
We cannot heal all,
With money, or hands, or deeds,
We are but human.
It separates us,
Drawing lines God never did,
We are but human.
7:
Looking for bus fare
Scraping bottom of my purse
All I find is lint
Must go to the bank
Will it be a wasted trip?
Bank balance is low
I await pay day
To write out checks for my bills
Can I pay them all?
Worries every week
But it could be so much worse
So I am thankful
8:
It is Christmastime!
Mastercard and Visa love me
for spending so much.
I shop til I drop -
My interest rates will soar.
I'll pay them next month.
January bills
Overfill my mailbox now.
Holy crap - I'm broke!
9:
If we had more cash
We'd have more children because
I'd hire a nanny
If we had more cash
We'd have a bigger garden
And a bigger house
If we had more cash
We wouldn't be more happy
Though. How could we be?
Poll LJHI-weekone