You know it's funny. My $25k Porsche has become a $55k Porsche and it's only been six weeks. I figured that would drive me to distraction. I figured I'd be super-salty about it. I figured the minute I pulled that cash I'd be morose about the profits that I was figuratively pouring down the drain. Instead?

Don't care. Porsche.

On the one hand, I recognize that the crypto I liquidated will hopefully be worth a lot more some day. On the other hand, I drive that car every day. EVERY DAY it is a joy. Every day it is more than a number in an app, a set of barcodes in a safety deposit box. It has a name, it has a personality, it growls its way to 90mph with astonishing alacrity and it warms my ass on cold winter days. And i conjured it out of NOTHING.

I can look at that car two ways: It's either my $55k-and-counting Porsche, or it's my $58 Porsche 'cuz that's what I spent for the Ether I cashed out for it.

Laszlo Hanyecz bought a $410,000 pizza.. At the time, $409,990 was the transaction fee for turning a virtual good into a physical good. If Jeremy Sturtevant still has that 10,000 BTC he's got what? $170 million right now?

Fuckin' Laszlo got some pizza. That 10,000 btc probably cost him pennies.

Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.