Adventures in Learning: Public Finance

The dull glow of my laptop screen reflected off my eyeballs as stared indifferently at the slides for today’s chapter. Honestly, it was a miracle I managed to stay fully awake. I always doze off during the Friday lectures.

Class begun at noon. It was six after and Professor Budweiser was still not here. He taught most of economics courses at BU. A strange intense man of about five foot four, his appearance reminded me of the fierce Dwarves from The Lord of the Ring movies.

Ugh, typical. Late again.

This guy must have been tenured. For those of you who are unfamiliar, being a tenured professor is like getting the invincibility cheat-code in GTA. It would take nothing short of a felony before the university even considers firing a tenured professor.

Dr. Budweiser rushed in the classroom like a whirlwind. Behind his computer monitor I could hear him whispering a string of muted curses: Shit shit shit shit! Finally, after collecting his composure he addressed the class:

“Alright class. I’m in some deep shit and I need your help. The dean wants me to speculate what effect introducing a new tax would have on the local economy. He needs an answer TODAY. Now we can’t screw around here OKAY? We just gotta get it done.”

 Whoa whoa. There is no “we” buddy. The Dean asked you. Besides I’m not an economics major.

Clearly the other six students were equally confused because no one said anything. Professor Budweiser must have been desperate because then he said the most compelling thing I’ve ever heard:

“Alright guys I’m going to level with you – I can’t baffle them with bullshit and I sure as hell can’t dazzle them with brilliance. So we just gotta go ahead and do the work! OKAY?”

Suddenly the one prodigy economics major raised his hand. Together him and professor B spent the entire class period finding an answer for the dean. It was beautiful.

Moral of the story? If you can’t baffle them with bullshit nor dazzle them with brilliance just go ahead and do the work! OKAY? – Barry


The Greatest Harm

The worst thing we can do to others is suppress their autonomy. To inhibit someone’s free will is to suppress their potential.

The same goes for ourselves. Many times we change our identity to conform, not to defy. Hesitating to pursue a dream because eyes are on us, preaching that it is impossible.

Your flavor of uniqueness contains that extra “umpf!” that makes life so wonderfully delicious. Water it down at your own risk.

I love you – Barry


Last Thursday I ventured out of my lonely apartment toward the Bloomsburg Public Library. The gray overcast and subtle breeze were a refreshing change from the June heat. It only took me five minutes to reach my destination.

Entering the library I held a copy of The Operator by Kim Harrison firmly in my hands. There were about sixty pages left until I reached the end. I HAD to finish today! Doing a quick scan of the first floor I located the comfiest looking chair and plopped myself down. It’s go time baby!

Not even three minutes into my reading the first interruption arrived.

A short portly man wearing a classic dad outfit (and body to match) comes up planting himself two feet behind me. He needed to charge his phone and the nearest outlet rested in the wall right next to me.

Okay no big deal. I’ll just ignore this guy.

I readjusted myself and focused on the book.

*pop* *bleep* A litany of annoying electronic notification noises disturbs me again.

Umm DO YOU MIND? This is a library, I’m trying to read!

Taking in a deep breath I collected my patience and read on. For next 15 minutes my ears were berated with EVERY possible notification sound under the sun. Constant texting chimes, Facebook Messenger bubble burst, and video game coin dings. I refused to move – I was here first dammit!


My phone vibrate went off; it was Sare asking me what I was doing.

Leaving is what I’m doing.

I jumped out of my sit, heading for the exit.

“Excuse me?” the annoying dad with the phone called out to me. “ Can I sit here?”


I politely forced a smile, “Sure! I’m not coming back.”


Real time photo of me in that moment.

God I hate people sometimesBarry