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The Best PrePaid Debit Card: The Google Wallet Card

One of my 2014 resolutions is to get my finances in order. I’m not in debt, not by a long stretch, but I do know that I spend a lot of my disposable income on unnecessary and silly things. Last year, I made over $30,000 in credit card charges (mostly gas, car insurance, etc). This year, I want to better manage it, and keep more of my disposable income, and only use the credit cards for absolutely-last-minute needs.

One issue is that I rarely, if ever, carry cash – or at least enough to last me a few weeks before hitting up the ATM machine. So I decided that the best way to handle this is to get a prepaid debit card and load money on there. I do not, under no circumstances, use my debit card for any purchases except at bank-branded ATM machines. If the ATM machine is not physically attached to the bank, I wont use it. I’m very caution of using my debit card at ATM machines (even asked my bank if I could have a regular ATM card and not a debit card, but they said no – oh well).

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Kuroshio Sea -2nd largest Aquarium.. Must See

Old video, but still awe dropping..

The main tank called the ‘Kuroshio Sea’ holds 7,500-cubic meters (1,981,290 gallons) of water and features the world’s second largest acrylic glass panel, measuring 8.2 meters by 22.5 meters with a thickness of 60 centimeters. Whale sharks and manta rays are kept amongst many other fish species in the main tank.

The music is “Please don’t go” by Barcelona. iTunes: http://bit.ly/1zAVu
Barcelona’s website: http://www.myspace.com/barcelona

The Egg

The Egg

By: Andy Weir
 

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

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