take that, credit industry

druid labs has one simple rule: don't carry credit card balances. Well, that's an oversimplification. We have lots of rules. When you come here, we'll tell you about them, and kill you if you don't obey. Just kidding.

But we don't carry credit card balances. I've been having a strange holiday season watching the television commercials touting Jaguars, Beemers, and diamonds, but the ones that really creep me out are the ones about the fixed-rate credit cards. I've been there and done that and outspending my ability to pay just won't happen anymore. I can't take the ulcers.

Tonight, we outdid ourselves, or should I say, we're back in business. We spent $140 at the grocers, and $160 at the liquor store. And we're not even having a party for a few days. That's the proper way to do a weekend. A check for the groceries but credit cards for the booze. What the hell. If we don't survive, then our executor can just tell Willy's Corner Buy Rite to go scratch, while she's polishing off the Absolut we bought for Boosie's visit.