I am having a heckin' good time with dogecoin. It's worth less now than when I bought it and I don't even care. 2021 is amazing. If there ever was a year to invest in utter nonsense, it is this one. I never buy lotto tickets. A casino is not my idea of a good time. I don't think I've ever intentionally gambled with money, to be honest (unless you count my respectable worker bee 401k, and that thing gives me so much stress).

But this is fun - even if I have basically lit some money on fire I am okay with it. Spouse gave me "the look" when I told him I was gonna buy some dogecoin. You know, the "what are you even talking about, are you drunk?" look. Probably the same look I'd get if I put on an ACME bird costume and told him I could fly. (Honestly I enjoy springing things on him now and then just to see if I can get "the look". It's like hiding in a mental closet and jumping out and saying "boo!" DON'T GET BORED WITH ME, BUSTER.)

We compared cryptocurrency to being in an MLM, except there's no physical product to stack in a corner and nobody's going to pressure you to host awkward parties or set up a booth at a craft fair. We visited with spouse's cousin & family a while back and when I used the restroom I noticed their handsoap was amway brand, and they had "vision boards" of tesla cars, exotic vacation spots and inspirational memes taped all over their kitchen cabinets. I spent the rest of the visit dreading the sales pitch, but to their credit they didn't even mention the A word and they seemed very nice. When spouse and I got back in the car I told him we just had a harrowing escape from an MLM den and he should floor it. What MLMs really sell is a dream of achievable independent wealth. So much money is gobbled up by the "aspirational economy", the idea that your best self is just an investment away - richer, thinner, healthier, more attractive. How many commercials are just slick marketing selling your own dreams back to you to grant them legitimacy? I totally get why people buy into it and somehow end up with a spare room full of essential oils or amway or dildos or whatever. It's nice to give yourself permission to dream big.

I'm never going to get a tesla out of these dogecoins. But maybe I can dream about a used honda. That would be just fine. I'm enjoying this feeling of being a tin plated baller, sipping my kool aid, lounging in my thrift store evening gown with my shiny plastic jewelry. Let it ride, boys. Let it ride. Dogecoin to the moon.