Reading Time: 5 Minutes “Rrrrraaaaagghhhh!” “Oh help, run away, run away” (the villagers run away). But not Bob, Bob stayed. And then Bob got eaten. The end. ~~~ Whoa what an abrupt and sad story… hey speaking of! I knew a Bob once… he never got eaten by anything… but he was a builder come to think of it. “Rubs chin ruefully”. AHEM. ANYWAY the moral of the above story is if a hungry bear comes looking for food in your village – sometimes being a hero doesn’t work, because being a hero can make you someone’s lunch. This is especially true in the financial markets as well – yknow…
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The Journey – Remembering the GFC
We’re back people! Back to where? Back to the future, back to back, back to the journey. Recently, I’ve been noticing more and more media articles regarding the GFC. But sir, why would Australian media outlets write about a UAE based kickboxing and mixed martial arts event? These 4 guys started the GFC in their mum’s garage. No you fool – the Global Financial Crisis. Oh, that old chestnut – yep I remember, we all remember. It’s been almost 10 years since that seismic event rocked the world. Reading through these articles made me nostalgic of those heady days. In 2007, I recall one distinct moment sitting around the university…
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Property Management
Reading Time: 3 Minutes Oh TheFrugalSamurai I missed you so much, please don’t ever leave me. There there, it’s OK – I’m back now! But wait – where did you disappear to? Adelaide people, Adelaide. What’s Adelaide? Is that a cool and refreshing drink? No no – it’s a city in South Australia renowned for… umm… renowned for… (Cue dream-like music as scene travels back in time and fades to black. New scene, camera pans to car cruising down a busy road. It is night.) “HEY THEFRUGALSAMURAI WHAT’S YOUR BLOG ABOUT” said the person in the front passenger seat as we drove from Adelaide airport to our City hotel last…
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Hump Day
Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho it’s off to work we go. Hello again friends! Heigh Ho indeed for most of us although luckily it’s Wednesday which means HUMP DAY! Hump day’s term came about because you know naturally the seven day week is like a camel, and Wednesday which falls in the middle is the “hump” or midpoint of the week, get over this hump and it’s a smooth downhill ride to Thursday and then it’s FRIDAY BITCHES and the promised land of weekend goodness. But sir, what if you have a two-humped camel? … sigh, life is hard. Hump day was not named after this camel. When did this concept of…
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All The Small Things
Hi gang! Back for another dose of TheFrugalSamurai? Of course you are! Last night, one of MrsTheFrugalSamurai-to-be’s close friends held an event which consisted of a splatter party followed by an intimate dinner (intimate as in with other close friends, not just with MrsTheFrugalSamurai-to-be). Unfortunately I couldn’t attend the splatter party because a) I had something on which I couldn’t get out of and b) I was mis-informed by MrsTheFrugalSamurai-to-be: “Hey, come to a splatter party on Saturday”. “What’s that?” “You know, a party with paint”. “NICE – you mean paintball?! I LOVE PAINTBALL!!!” “No, its not paintball, it’s a party with paint, you paint”. “… so like a renovation?…
