That's not an Uber

 I would be a bit tempted to drive for Uber, but I can't because my car only has two doors. I guess I could do Uber eats or something else like that. What I really need to do is just actually work for myself. There is plenty to do, and some of it actually makes money. 

I just listened to a book summary that argued that extrinsic motivation can be harmful. I think I agree. The drives I talked about last week, the appetites, are intrinsic. How then can we adjust the appetites without having to call that adjustment 'extrinsic motivation'? It's all a semantics game after all, but it's a semantics game worth playing I think. Like how reverse psychology totally works in certain situations. 

I'm parked next to a stone wall, and I have the sudden realization that life is more like a stone wall than a brick wall. In the end you're going to end up with a wall, but to begin with you're probably going to deal with some irregularities. On the other hand our days are a bit like bricks. They are for the most part quite similar. Like I have this New Year's song that argues that each day is like a new year. I guess I could have reposted it at the beginning of the month, but I didn't... Here it is now, featuring my talented brother-in-law Yugo https://youtu.be/2BOOJ5ZT4j0?si=k9LpOm6RlG6zPuv8

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