Did you want some change?

Is the exact question I was just asked by a well-deserving, hard working waiter at a nice restaurant in the Santa Monica Area.  Maybe I am generous, possibly extravagant, but who are you?  This is not an angry or argumentative question.  I often vacillate between "why should I be so lucky" and "thank you very much."  Whenever I buy, eat, or do anything of value to me that the general public would consider a luxury, I don't need to feel one ounce of guilt.  If everything like that needed some type of justification, people would spend more time pleading with a host or hostess at a nice restaurant instead of eating and enjoying themselves at the given restaurant.


Occasionally I will go to a nice place to eat.  It doesn't matter if I'm with a group of people or alone, or on a  date, it's something that I wanted to do, and I'm doing it.  Don't feel bad that you have success in your life, don't even think for a second that it's so sad that someone has to wait on your table and MUST get a decent tip at the end of the evening.  This person on the receiving end of the tip took this job to wait on people. The people he or she wait on will be obnoxious, belligerent, and anywhere in between sober and "dude, where's my car?"

Nevertheless, these people have taken a job in order to provide for his or her needs.  Good for them! There shouldn't be any social stigma when you see the same man who gives out towels at the gym also serving you at a restaurant the same day.

There is always talk of something more to get out of life.  Maybe there is, probably not the case, but it's a nice concept.  When waiters ask if there is anything else, they don't really mean it, but if that is true, then they must not like the extra tip they get for the decent service they provided.

Too Much Paper in a City of Plastic

It's More than Just a Bag

I live in Los Angeles. This wonderful city has everything to offer from excellent weather and the most material people to the greenest neighborhoods filled with the most luxurious SUVs, LA has just about whatever you want. Last year, I was victimized by the city of West Hollywood. The city demanded that every time I go to a grocery store in the West Hollywood city limits I would have to pay 10 cents for each bag (15 cents at Ralph's for a stronger plastic bag). At first, I thought I was lucky enough to be on one of those hidden camera reality TV shows, where my response to this "new law" was going to be the talk of the town for a while until one of the Kardashians posted a new selfie.

Then I realized that this was no laughing matter. Unfortunately, the ultra-progressive, free-flowing, and everything-conscious city of WEHO had spearheaded tax of shame for going shopping for groceries and using a bag. It seems that it is always a shock to the clerks who are checking me out at the supermarket that I want as many bags as possible when the bill was just over 100 dollars for some basic items.

As 2013 progressed, I got used to paying for bags only to become well too aware of the severe reduction in quality of the paper bags the stores sold, leading me to realize that handles on paper bags were more futile than helmets on skydivers. Here I stand in 2014 -- I managed to survive. Nevertheless, a new law, banning all plastic bags in all of LA went into effect on January 1st.

This narrative continues at CVS… I rarely go to CVS for anything, but recently, during allergy season when I have been taking Claritin-D - Rite Aid will no longer sell me any Claritin-D because according to their system, I have been abusing the drug too much. On two separate occasions, nearly two weeks apart, I have been denied the ability to purchase Claritin at Rite Aid due to a definite flaw in their computer system. Apparently, there is also a law that requires me to swipe my driver's license in order to purchase Claritin-D since there is Pseudoephedrine, a primary ingredient for meth. This law limits 9 grams of the ingredient per 30 days. I checked.

Math Time (or is it Meth Time?)

Now let's do the math: 15 Tablets have 3.6 grams of Pseudophedrine (15 pills with 240 mgs each); taken every day once per day would mean that on day 15 or 16 when I go to buy more, I still am able to buy another 15 pack which would put me 20% the limit at 7.2 grams purchased during a 30 day period. Still following? Good. Bottom line is that I was not allowed to even purchase the second 15 pack twice in about 45 days, bringing me to CVS where I successfully purchased Claritin-D. 

Back to the Bags

However, the new "paper bag only law" shook me as they packaged my new box of drugs (Claritin), body wash, and other everyday items in this brown bag without handles. The bag was ripping already as the pharmacist inserted each item. The pharmacist and I exchanged pleasantries over our abhorrence for the ban on plastic bags. Ironically, the several customers near me at CVS were botox infused, with some new plastic parts eagerly awaiting their turn to painlessly fill his or her prescription for some highly addictive pain-killers. Again, too much paper in this plastic city.

TGIM??? It's Now or Never

It’s Monday morning.  Most of you dread the fact that you are up right now.  You may not be looking forward to going to work, school, or wherever it is you need to be because you are striving to get something out of this.  In order to win,  you need to show greatness.

Where do you think these stories of greatness come from?  They do NOT come from taking it easy.  They come from stepping up to the plate and knocking it out of the park.  Strength isn’t innate, but heart is.  Every step of the way, you are doing what you haven’t done before.  It will always get messy, suck it up.  Every time it hurts a little bit, dig a little deeper – break the habits that defeated you before. 

Progress is being made whether you like it or not.  We all have felt like we’ve hit this wall that won’t let us go any harder, faster, or stronger. We all have the choice what to do next.  

There are many people who want you to succeed, but you are the only one in this fight.  The choice is yours.  Will you face this challenge ready to take you places, or will you find an excuse?

You got this.  Go all the way with the blood, guts, and glory in you to show everyone that you can do what you dreamed of.  It will hurt, but you got this.

HAPPY MONDAY!  LESSSGOOOO

Do You Have Red Ferrari? The Answer is Yes.

I want a red Ferrari.  It is something I’ve desired since I was a little kid.  They are fast, really nice looking, and let’s be honest, AWESOME.  Taking a brief moment to reflect on my life, I have been fortunate.  In the grand scheme of things, everything is pretty, pretty, prettay good (LD reference). 

Recently I’ve discovered that this red Ferrari might be more than just a car.  It may be a symbolic destination.  For example, since I have established at a very young age that this is something that I want and need to obtain, a large part of my life has been directly or proximately involved in achieving this goal.  Nevertheless, the metaphorical red Ferrari is alive and well in most of our dreams and aspirations.  We set goals for ourselves.  These goals no matter how large or small play an important role in the way we conduct ourselves. 

The bigger the goal, the more we will work to achieve that goal.  The harder the challenge, the bigger the reward, the bigger the reward, the larger the risks we will take.  We will work harder and smarter, constantly learn from the missteps, and never lose focus of the big picture, and definitely focus on the small victories on the way.  Otherwise, once you get that red Ferrari, you may forget that you need to enjoy the ride.

The Issue of Hedging

In finance the definition of a hedge is making an investment to reduce the risk of adverse price movements in an asset.

In the wake of the JP Morgan severe hedging loss of at least $2 Billion dollars, that has made fear in the markets reemerge at a very fast pace, I wonder how this was even able to happen.  In the text of the lengthy Dodd-Frank legislation and the Volcker Rule, there are major liberal uses of language that annihilate the intent of the rules passed by the people in DC. Hedging against a single security is not allowed by banks, but somehow a bank has the ability to hedge against an entire portfolio, something much more risky!

How did this happen?  The short answer is lobbyists, the long answer is different, and needs to be answered by posing the question should banks be allowed to hedge?  The INTENT of the Securities and Exchange Act of 1933/ 1934 was to eliminate risky maneuvers by banks to protect the people who had their money in these supposedly strong financial institutions. If anyone is to hedge, doesn't that already say that the risk is too great?  There are very few if any sure things in life, but anytime a hedge is put into play, the strategy is on the basis of limiting a potentially devastating risk.  To an individual, I say go ahead and take great risks, and hedge the even greater risks.  To the financial institutions that make markets and provide liquidity and stability for global economies, I say stay out the risk business altogether.

One might respond to this by saying that banks ALWAYS take risks when they lend money to people to buy houses.  This is true, but the risks are not large, nor are these risks over leveraged when a home loan is created.  When a qualified buyer  purchases a home, a sufficient down payment is made to ensure that the buyers cash flow or other money will be able to cover every payment for the life of the loan.  At the height of the housing bubble that crashed and brought us to where we are today, people were given the opportunity to buy houses that they were not qualified to own or pay for with very little if any money down! In fact, there were loans that gave out 110% of the "value" of the house.  Those risks were evidently unacceptable, the problem ballooned, the bottom fell out, and here we are.  Housing prices have stabilized to the point that banks lending habits can't really be considered risky.  

Banks should be restricted to only the business that banks have thrived on for the better part of a century.  Hedge Funds, Private Equity Firms, Venture Capital Groups, and retail investors (not quite the 99%, but definitely not the 1%) should move cautiously when making risky investments, but at least these parties gains and losses do not affect the global economy like a big bank might in the event "something goes awry".  If banks took less risks, people would have more faith in them, that is just the logically sound way to approach the new investment world  that we live in.  Regulations on risk need to be strictly structured by the legislature. Loopholes need to be as narrow as possible to uphold the intent of the law.  Finally, everyone needs to be responsible for investment actions that either make a ton of money or lose a ton of money.  Finger pointing never leads anywhere.  

Xanax Moms: The Real Housewives of Beverly Pills

I had this really well crafted blog about mothers and fathers who roam the streets of Beverly Hills, and any other major upper class neighborhood in the United States who are hopped up on Xanax, and consider that little pill a problem solver.  I had funny names for Xanax, including "Beverly Hills Tylenol", "Mother's little helpers" and my favorite, "Beverly Hills Breakfast." This blog was all ready to go, and something in the blogoshphere had other plans for this post -- so it was deleted magically.

The main idea of this post was that people are over using anti anxiety pills at dangerously high levels without any regard for their own health or the health of people around them.  People are vilified for drinking and driving, texting and driving, and driving without a proper headset for a mobile phone; yet, too many people are operating heavy machinery or making expensive purchases on Rodeo Drive under the influence of Xanax.

These pills are perceived as problem solvers, when in reality they are problem procrastinators.  We are all very good at procrastinating.  It's part of our nature, I do not know why, but it doesn't really matter.  Something goes wrong at school, a parent pops a Xanax and meets with the principal, the $500 hair stylist doesn't have the most recent issue of US Weekly - Xanax is there, and popping a pill while going to a place of worship is just as important as the pair of Christian Louboutins you will be wearing.  (Even though I fully condone taking any mind altering substance before worshiping and Deity)

I have recently been experiencing this rampant Xanax popping by so many people, and they see it the same way that I might see taking an over the counter headache medication.  It's absurd that this is the case, and it's even more absurd to me that this is beyond recreational use of drugs, because it's regimented in a way that people go to Urth Cafe (my new have coffee spot, sorry CBTL), order their latte and pastry, down it with a Xanax and their day begins.  Not the breakfast of champions, unless a champion is a zombie walking around under the influence of "the little pill that could."

The Art of Blogging

Blogging is awesome. If you have gotten this far, and are still reading, clearly I had your attention earlier. The 21st century version of a public diary has enabled millions of people to communicate thoughts, feelings and ideas to other people all over the globe. Blogging can be done from the comfort of one's bed, a coffee shop, a desk at work, a desk at school, a plane, train, or automobile. It can be done from anywhere.

Broadcasting anything online is what some may consider a risky venture, but I have always been of the opinion that if you post anything online at any given time, you ultimately wanted it to be public, no matter what the repercussions. It is human nature to talk about other people, and it is even more natural to want to know about other people, yet I find myself most fascinated with myself. I never have, and probably never will care about what anyone thinks about ME. That is not to say that I will not put strong effort into any piece of work I do for somebody else's approval, however, it does mean that if you care to gossip or discuss my personal life amongst yourselves, go for it.

I am one of the happiest people that I know, and the people who matter to me know it, with or without a blog. With blogs, there is no magical fine line to be drawn between permissible and unacceptable. Anything written here is fair game for anyone to discuss, disagree and dissect.

Blogging allows people to express themselves freely, and uninterrupted. It enables a message to be delivered in the form that people might not get whether it is via twitter, Facebook, or a giant plane in the sky. Controversy can be caused, but this controversy can be controlled, whereas a controversy amongst people and some loose cannons can run amuck easily in an uncontrolled atmosphere like Taco Tuesdays.

If you want to keep something private, keep it private, if you have a problem with someone or something, address it, and if you just have something to say, blog it. Just remember, what you say can follow you forever, like this one thing: In second grade I confessed to committing adultery: I thought it meant acting like an adult.

THERE ARE NO ACCIDENTS - NOT MY WORDS, BUT THEY'RE WISE

http://domainnamesales.com/sevenmile/2012-02/there-are-no-accidents/#content

Oops... They did it again

The more you say something, the more people will believe it. It’s baffling how often the phrase “Don’t fuck up” is uttered; yet so many people continuously fuck up. The context of this very simple, somewhat sarcastic non-euphemism is not something that needs to be dissected in order to properly comprehend. The value of those words is precisely what they are worth. Now, with the presidential election heating up, or cooling down depending on who the flavor of the week is, it has become obvious that a good candidate is not present. If someone wakes up one morning and says that he or she is going to attempt to run the free world, my response to that person would be: Don’t fuck up.

In the feeble group of republicans who are trying to defenestrate Obama, the egregious gaffes that have been committed by each of these unqualified people have made me wonder if these people are consciously trying to disregard that universal piece of advice to not fuck up. The hateful ad campaign that Rick Perry released regarding a “war on religion” that he claims Obama has waged, in which Perry attacks gay people who serve in the military, should be the mistake that costs him the election. This action on his part may also destroy his political career.

In today’s robust media driven age, it is critical for people to be very careful about what they say. Politicians are scrutinized more than ever. Although hateful words are equally hurtful when they are said by anyone, Rick Perry’s remarks express his desire to lose this election. It may be the case that Herman Cain’s disturbing sexual allegations are just part of the political process. It is not the case that each of these soon to be former candidates listened to the simple words of wisdom. They fucked up.

The Truth Can't Kill You: So Swallow It

If you have read the news recently, most articles written about almost any topic have a lot to do with fear. Globally, topics regarding the European debt crisis, the turmoil in Africa, disease control in Asia, unemployment in the United States, and the potential complete cancellation of the NBA season all have one common theme: fear. It is human nature to have fears. There are several fears that affect people from all walks of life, of course, fears are not limited to people.

Why is fear the driving topic of news stories that carry many conversations in this day and age? Furthermore, what are people most afraid of? The answer is simple, but this answer creates a much bigger question. (A question that cannot be answered in one blog post.) The answer is that people are most afraid of the truth. If we are to base news on real events, and the people who report the news are simply stating facts for the rest of the world to digest, fear of the truth is in fact the biggest fear of people.

Op-Ed articles are written to stimulate thought and debate about the news, yet most of them involve the theme of fear as the force of the opinion piece. The pundits writing these pieces form opinions around current events and the impact that they may have on society. The impacts discussed are usually a negative event that could transpire. The situations addressed are all based on issues that have occurred in similar situations or how similar things could happen unless something is done about the current situation.

We are faced with the daunting task of absorbing this fear that is placed in front of us, and we cannot help but live in fear of the truth. Fear of truth does not only present itself in the form of a news story. Even if you lived in a bubble, completely insulated from news, our biggest fear would still be the truth. Is it that we don't want to know what is true, or is the truth sometimes too unbearable for us to live with?

If things were more like math, where 1+1 always equals 2, the truth wouldn't be so bad, it's the fact that emotion plays a huge part of what makes us afraid of the truth. What if it made us upset that 1+1 equals 2? Would we be afraid of that truth? What could we do about it? There's very little to be done once you know what is true. Only some things can be changed, and even in some cases, when those things appear to be variable, those things often are not.

If you accept reality and are true to yourself, only then will you no longer be fearful of the truth. If you really put some thought into it, the only time that you can actually fear the truth is when you had some control of an outcome, and if that outcome is controlled exclusively by your efforts, you will never be scared of the truth as long as your efforts were really efforts - otherwise you have already lied to yourself and that's a much bigger problem.

The Legacy of Steve Jobs

One of the greatest innovators in American history has died. He left this world a much better and more connected place than anyone could have ever imagined. The man was brilliant, he was a minimalist at heart with a multitude of ideas. He had the impact comparable to a religious leader to the world, of course with less controversy than religious leaders usually carry.

Steve Jobs is someone who will never be replaced, he pursued his passion by dropping out of college after one semester to start Apple out of his garage. He will be remembered for repeating excellence. He started with the Apple computer, he revolutionized the computer industry for consumers and developers, he then changed the music industry altogether with the invention of the iPod and iTunes, he then revolutionized the mobile phone industry with the iPhone line and then most recently, the iPad.

He reinvented the way we communicate, create and consume. He saw where the world was going; he chose to look where people will be to develop a new product instead of what already exists. The millions of people who have bought Apple products have come to rely on his products.

His death was inevitable. He battled pancreatic cancer, and fought very hard until nearly the very end. He even knew when to step down as CEO of Apple. He relinquished his position almost two months ago, he epitomized brilliance. The sad passing leaves a legacy so great: a visionary, a family man, and a company that has become a staple to most of the world.

He was the pioneer of our time. His products have changed the way we work, play, and communicate. His charisma left every audience in awe, his influence permeated corporate America while being an entrepreneur who never saw a barrier as a wall. He will be missed, but his impact lasts forever.

Is Talent a Needle in a Haystack?

I recently had a discussion with a peer regarding athletes who had either served time for crimes that they committed or were guilty of immoral activity, especially extramarital affairs. Sports is a form of entertainment, nothing more and nothing less. The admiration that one has towards a team or individual player is based on what one sees and perceives; not what he or she does in his or her private life. We admire accomplishments that we see, and look up to the people who do good in the public eye but are sometimes horrible family people and have bad habits that society has deemed unacceptable.

We often find ourselves fascinated by people performing to the best of their abilities, which makes me wonder what is it that makes us so happy about these spectacles? We pay to see people do their jobs: we go to the movies, plays, comic shows, watch sports, while we complain about the work that we do that nobody really pays to see. In fact, we usually work for people who don't show their thanks, unless something amazing happens.

Being inspired by watching one person pursue his/her dream is what motivates us. It makes us want to find our talents, to play to our strengths. We also need to be playing to the sources of our personal greatness: what truly fuels our hearts.

I started out talking about one's image, and the way that people are perceived. Performers, athletes and public figures no matter how much money they are making, or who is watching them are generally following their hearts and pursuing their dreams. What goes on behind closed doors should make it easier to decipher the good people from the talented people. It's rare to find both, but if and hopefully when you do, well, that's just fabulous.

close your mouth and let me eat: what goes in me shouldn't affect you

Everyone else was perplexed but me at yesterday's Labor Day barbecue. Once again, one of the biggest barbecue days of the year fell out on a Monday, a day that I consciously do not eat animal products in observance of Meat Free Mondays. I enjoy the “concerned” conversations that people start with me regarding my dietary choices, especially when I’m enjoying perfectly grilled fresh peppers without a bun (I don’t eat the bun because of my sensitivity to wheat).

Of course everyone has their opinions and questions about my dietary restrictions and preferences. Let it be known that I do enjoy meat and animal products, and my reasons for not eating animal products one day a week is quite simple, healthy and has some positive affect on the environment. I did nothing to demand attention. I wasn’t broadcasting my requirements, I was merely adapting to the available foods such as potato chips, vegetables, and some white wine. Somehow people kept approaching me and basically my entire gastrointestinal life story came out freely because I wasn’t embarrassed or afraid to show people that feeling well is paramount to “enjoyment” of foods that make me feel crappy – pun totally intended.

Not eating wheat or dairy is not challenging, dealing with people who are flummoxed by my restrictions is the biggest challenge that I actually embrace. I see it as an opportunity to educate people about the prevalence and growing amounts of diagnoses of food allergies and sensitivities. Additionally, my meat-free Mondays have become a great topic of conversation with people who have never heard of it – I start out by telling people that meat-free Monday is something that Paul McCartney started (it gives it a lot more credibility off the bat). I realize that my choices my sound different to some, but I truly enjoy my eating habits and feel AMAZING when I stick to the foods that I am able to eat while avoiding the foods that poison my body.

Pursuing the Promised Land

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/08/28/the-meaning-of-utopia/?hp

“Ought we to despair of utopias? I believe so, inasmuch as utopias aim, in one way or another, at perfection in the form of efficiency, happiness and justice and by calling for a qualitative, anthropological and ontological transformation in order to get there. In this they deny human finiteness – that is, the always imperfect, chaotic, irregular and accidental character of the human condition.” - Excerpt from today’s NY Times

It is human nature to make mistakes, but it’s also human nature to pursue perfection. How do we balance mistakes while pursuing perfection? The short answer is that it is part of living; however, it’s a question that cannot be answered with one brief answer. In fact there isn’t a one-size fits all response to this question that has probably bothered humans for as long as people have realized that we are not perfect.

An ideal society can only exist with people who are comfortable with where they are. This is how globalization has really occurred. There have been societies filled with people who were initially comfortable and then became oppressed for various reasons by other people. Change needed to occur, and people migrated to other regions of the world. The migration of people has been driven by two primary things: freedom and the exploration for new things. Conflicts drive people to other areas so they can feel safer and have a so called "utopia".

Interestingly, a Utopia can refer to an economy, eco-sphere, or politics and the surroundings of one person for a Utopia to exist in perfection. A personal utopia can even be a pleasant dinner, however, sometimes that pleasant dinner can be food for thought: maybe a utopia is not where you want to be... Maybe it's good to be a little uncomfortable, maybe things need to be a struggle. Which brings me to my final inspiration about words I saw on a t-shirt that someone was wearing at the gym which read: PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING THE BODY.

Keeping up with I MY-DASHIAN

Scientists have spent countless hours trying to figure out why humans do what they do. They investigate the causes and effects of biology and chemistry that create reactions to different occurrences such as eating, metabolism and even culture. Every so often, we hear the word "mutation". That term usually implies a negative thing -- cancer, illness, and any other unacceptable mind, body or brain activity that is out of the norm of physiology.

I am a scientist in the respect that I think and observe, and of course use my data to make decisions. After all, isn't that what science is about? Modern technology has given us the blessing and curse of information. The notion that the more information humans have access to, the better society will get is mostly true, but at the same time, sometimes it is better to not know, because our insanely complex brains choose how and when to process the information we receive.

I recently returned from a week-long vacation, where I escaped the daily Western grind for a long enough time only to realize that the majority of the people who I interacted with were cultural Americans who had the same human issues to deal with, that have been dealt with, and moved on from. People, like seasons go through changes. These changes are guided by environmental factors the same way a season changes. Based on the most widely used calendar, a year is 365 and one quarter of a day. The people who made this calendar also added a day every 4 years in order to create a normal equilibrium so seasons happen when WE want them to happen. The same applies to us; we expose our mind and bodies to all sorts of things, and act on our exposures. When we feel like there is something wrong, or our minds tell us that change needs to be made, and we act accordingly. A food hurts my stomach - I will avoid that food, a person annoys me - I will avoid that person; on the other hand, when a food makes you feel good - it is likely that you will enjoy that food more frequently, and when you like a person you will make it your business to see that person.

This form of human evolution is uberly evident. Humans are selfish. We do what we need to do in order to survive. Every single day, we practice the societal evolution that usually goes about unspoken. No matter what gender, people experience all sorts of physical discomfort, the only thing that we can do is alleviate the problems in the most efficient and effective way. Work is the same thing, no matter what profession you are in, we have become problem solvers. Our compensation reflects the value of the problem we need to solve.

Finally, no scientist will be able to adequately figure out the exact breakdown of one specific person no matter how hard they try. There is always going to be some type of barrier to some information that is essential to mapping out a human from the brain to the mind to the unconscious to the body.

It is my belief that members of our society will get to where we really want to be when we want to be there, but there is no formula to make that happen -- that's what I've realized on my vacation. What happens next?

Flashes of Brilliance

This is a must read

The Big Journey: You never know how far you can get without going

I once tracked a romantic relationship that I had with someone as a stock. I made an excel spreadsheet with dates, highs, lows, closing price and variables of how the relationship was going. One of the variables that I investigated was the expectation (market’s expectation) going into an encounter (“encounter” is loosely used, so please use your imagination.) This was not easy to calculate because market conditions changed based on the general encounter; if it was a planned encounter the factors for expectations were based on how we last left things. In the event that we had a random encounter, the variables and expectations changed, whom we were with, who had the “home court” advantage, and the outcome obviously was the ultimate the quantifiable number that mattered. What I mean by this is that each time we had an interaction, whether it was a phone call, a random encounter or date I would quantify the value that I put on this person, this value was not a dollar value or even a percentage, it was merely a good quantifiable number range that ranged from 0 to 100. A value of zero indicated that there was no value to put effort into this person because there would be no valuable return at that point in time; that value was never assigned. A value of 100 was putting said person too high up on a pedestal where they were considered the most precious metal in an open, unregulated market, and I was the highest bidder – I would be overpaying.

Within this range I tracked our progress, how comfortable we were and the way we interacted (as company events are marked on real stocks). Obviously, the more time and more frequently we saw each other the less volatility there was in the market aka the relationship.

As things progressed I noticed trends in my actions correlating directly to the upticks and downturns in our relationship. If I “overbought” by making a gesture that overvalued the person, I saw a decline in our progress, and if I “sold off” I saw a comeback in the price and subsequent equilibrium created in our relationship.

In a sense, I had full control over a completely irrational stock in an irrational market. This person consistently possessed the qualities of a “100” stock but “paying 100” for this person was over paying, and would create a precipitous decline in this person’s value. However, creating a lower value created a buying opportunity where the price set as a result of my actions of “selling” off by backing away from the person paid off.

Fear and emotion are relatively newer concepts that have been added to rational economic theory. The only fear that I encountered during this study was the fear of the unknown, which is solved simply by testing a theory.

Given the recent events of the stock market volatility, it has come to my attention that the stock market has been acting the same way I have seen my test relationship portray itself. In mid-July, on the over-priced heels of the end of QE2 when corporate America was releasing earnings results that were well beyond Wall Street’s expectations, the market was essentially a “100.” You couldn’t pay more, but you had to pay more in order to reap the benefits. Now, the market is in panic mode, the market knows that it was put up on pedestal, and we as a nation became too available.

The New York Times published an article discussing neurofinance, a relatively new term that has tried to explain how “our primal circuit can, and often do, override our reason when it comes to investing.”

According to this article, investor sentiment changed after the collapse of the markets three years ago. The same can potentially be said about a person’s relationship sentiment following a failed relationship. The failures in the market have proved that people lack confidence in their relationship with the market moving forward. Contrast this to someone being hesitant about entering into a new relationship of any sort after experiencing any type of “relationship malfunction,” and you begin to realize that this crazy time in the market is a lot like life. We never really know what is going to happen next no matter how much we prepare ourselves.

The stock market experience, like the relationship experience will open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself; and if you can find someone to love you that you love, well, that's just fabulous. In today’s market it is important to find value, be cautious, keep your guard up and most importantly, remember that learning from experience is what builds a beautiful mind.

The Importance of Support

Due to the recent and untimely death of the young and talented Amy Winehouse, I began to think and analyze the circumstances regarding the singer's demise. When the news scattered the Twitterworld and the all the news outlets picked up on the news of her death, the world reacted with a guarded sadness -- people were not THAT shocked to hear that a Grammy winning twenty-seven year old had been found dead in her London apartment.

Winehouse’ experiences with drugs, alcohol, and the scrutiny of her romantic life have all been overshadowed by her immense talent. Her five Grammy Awards and revitalization of the music industry are proof enough that the singer had a "good life." That was from an outsiders point of view. The "success" that she experienced from a very young age that catapulted her to a level of super-stardom and immortality all came crashing down on Saturday. An autopsy is scheduled for Monday, but no arrests have been made, and the mere speculation that this death is drug related cannot be ignored as the cause of death, then again, we won't know definitively until autopsy results are released.

Drug abuse has become a very real issue that has been publicized, especially in the celebrity world. Throughout the modern "celebrity era" there have been dozens of drug related premature deaths of actors, singers and entertainers. The world has been saddened briefly by these events and then moved on. With the emergence of "Celebrity Rehab" on VH1 and shows that deal with the trafficking and growing use of drugs as innocent as marijuana to severe abuse of doctor prescribed drugs and homemade drugs, a legitimacy has evolved to drug use.

Amy Winehouse had a net worth a tens of millions of dollars, she could have almost anything that she wanted, and yet she is dead at 27 years old. We all know she has battled addiction, something that is clinically a life-long disease that needs to consistently be treated. The singer made people happy with her music, and her life was presumably cut short by a demon that had haunted her for a long time.

Sadness is a universal feeling that all humans are capable of feeling. Many people seek healthy remedies such as therapy, exercises and activities that stimulate the brain to be happier. Unfortunately, there are other people who use drugs to cope with the sometimes harsh realities of life. Friends and family are the best support for anyone dealing with any sort of sadness or feeling of emptiness in one's life; yet sometimes as Coldplay once said "you get what want, but not what you need." This may have been Amy's life.

We don't choose our parents and lives that come with the turmoil or bliss of being born, but we have a choice to face life head on, but it doesn't hurt to have a support group to make the hardest days that much easier.

RIP Amy.

A Woman's Right to Choose Her Food

Literally billions of years of pregnancy have taken place with people eating meat, wheat or chicken, it's yours for the picken"

Emily Deschanel has been a vegan for along time and pregnant for a lot less. She has been able to do what is best for her body, wouldn't you think that she would be doing best her growing fetus' body?

The debate should cease about what is and what isn't good for a fetus. Maternal instincts often speak louder than any other authority figure; and in this situation the mother is always right. Eating as a vegan in a non-vegan society cannot be easy, but is completely doable. There are ongoing counterproductive remarks against people who choose a specific and even more so when someone is carrying a child.

The religious tolerance that this world experiences borders on the intolerance of certain people's dietary restrictions and beliefs. People who come up to me and are shocked that I am unable to tolerate certain foods look at me like a I some type of leper. I have not only done nothing wrong, but I have embraced a lifestyle that leaves me more comfortable. So the next time you want to make a pregnant woman uncomfortable, remember that she is probably carrying a baby that is making her uncomfortable enough.

Eat up, drink up, and enjoy life.... Just let people do it in the way that I want. (disclaimer: when I say "drink up" I do not mean in any way shape or form drinking alcohol during pregnancy.

Modern Orthodox: not my M.O

Many people will not like what I have to say. Good.

Tonight I went to a "Modern Orthodox" Synagogue to commemorate the third anniversary of my father's passing. The Hebrew term for this is "Yartzheit." I toiled with the idea of going to a place of worship, because quite honestly I don't buy it. I asked some of my closest friends what I should do, and the consensus was to go. I tried going to a synagogue that was not immersed in the community that I was raised in, but the weekday nightly prayers are scarce in Los Angeles.

I ended up going with my oldest sister and mother to the place I spent countless hours on Saturdays during my formative years. As a child, I had no say in the matter, the same way I ate when I was told, and not when I wanted to eat. As an adolescent, my "choices" were pushed, and I accepted it... and then I grew up. There was no quantifiable difference in me spiritually throughout the years, I merely became the person I wanted to be. Not a person who prays, not someone who observes Orthodox Judaism, I am a Jewish person, period. Label me how you want.

As I entered the sanctuary (they really need to change the name of this room) of Beth Jacob in Beverly Hills, I saw someone from my formative years who I did not care to see. I didn't run away, I faked a smile and said "Hi, it's so great to see you!" Those words that came out of my mouth in my head were actually "I have to see this fucking tool?" I walked in to see some familiar faces, none of which I was excited to see. I semi-cordially had a Lakers discussion with a 75 year-old accountant who I've seen age as he's seen me grow up - wonderful.

I sat in the back, zoning out all the bullshit that was being recited by the cantor. In between the afternoon prayer "Mincha" and the evening prayer "Ma'ariv" some guy from Yeshiva University, who is paid to study Talmud all day for the summer gave a speech about the concept of a Kohen -- the most sanctified tribe member, for lack of a better term -- killing someone and his repercussions. The answer to his remedial question is : who the hell cares? He rambled on for about five minutes aimlessly, and suddenly, out of nowhere someone in the audience abruptly cut him off and left the speaker humiliated and speechless. In Judaism, the action of embarrassing someone is compared to killing that person. The fact is, that no matter how terrible this speech was, it was 100% wrong of this low-life to cut off the speaker for no reason at all.

The thesis of the speech was completely out of context and relevance to anything today or even in the last 100 years. The irrelevance factor annoyed me, even pissed me off a little bit -- I was somewhere that I did not want to be hearing about bullshit that will NEVER apply to anyone in the audience. IF anyone ever kills someone, the justice system will run its course, for better or worse. The insensitivity of this person cutting off another idiot clearly didn't solve anything. It did not help ease my discomfort of being somewhere that I totally did not want to be, I should have been wearing one of those t shirts that say "I'd rather be skiing." As a person who chooses not to take part in these rituals, and paying my respect to my dead father by saying meaningless words on a specific day on the Jewish calendar, I was completely offended and mortified that this is what a Modern Orthodox synagogue was offering. I knew better growing up, I saw it coming, and I even saw some of the brainwashing that took place to some of my peers to become these black an white people who are obsessed with anything Judaism related. To me, it's the same as someone who gets into drugs, alcohol or any other addiction that makes people go crazy.

This is a synagogue that is not foreign to scandals. Please ask me about the scandals if you are so interested, I promise they are juicy. Disrespecting people by offending them publicly is wrong. I had to witness it, which completely devalued any attempt I had at getting any meaning from the service tonight. Thanks Beth Jacob.

I'm writing this blog to inform, not to get people to stop going or go elsewhere. There is just too much bullshit out there to worry about the bullshit religion that labels itself in ways that are just silly. I respect people, and listening to this bullshit that was then cut off rather maliciously, completely undermined my feelings of celebrating the beautiful but short life of my father who accepted me for who I am, the same way he accepted everyone else with all f their baggage.

I started this blog by saying that many people will be unhappy with what I have to say, synagogues don't have that disclaimer before you enter; maybe they should.