Being this broke sucks. I think I can blame Vegas for this time around. I went out there a few weeks ago for the Consumer Electronics Show thinking my consulting bosses had covered the hotel. Turns out they only paid the deposit, and I had to cover the TWO THOUSAND DOLLAR bill myself and request re-imbursement later. How is it that I don't even gamble, yet I still lost my shirt in Las Vegas? The house always wins right?
With $58, there's not much I can go out and do, and I am amazed at where money comes from when you really need it. Stuff like:
- Spare change! A few months back, I was able to get $60 bones from spare change. That's serious loot.
- Selling used CDs. I got about $30 last time I did this, but I have no more CDs to get rid of
- Walking! I'm like the captain of walking in Boston now. No matter the weather or temperature, I'm not giving up my cash to the MBTA. No no no.
- Gadget sales. I've been holding on to this iPod color photo for no good reason. Time to release it. I even have the car FM joint, a remote controlled set of earphones and a cool case. I have the new iPod, so why am I even holding on to that old joint? No more. Get ready boston.craigslist.com!
- Eating in. In fact, staying in. I'm usually so wiped out when I roll home, that the idea of cooking is ridiculous, but not anymore. I just realized how much food I really have. Plus I have the Internet and bittorrent, so entertainment is plentify. It's like a camping trip
Today I found some old books I didn't want anymore and took them to the Harvard Book Store. They bought a few, and I made $6 whole dollars. Plus they owed me money for some books of mine they'd sold. I also found about 20 Susan B. Anthony dollar coins
That's all for now. Now would be a good time for you to buy a copy of my book 
- Broke Ass Baratunde