Earth Day may have been a week or so ago, but here’s an interesting way of continuing good practices to reduce your carbon footprint and keep stuff outta your local landfill – rent books!
Rent versus buy
While pursuing my bachelors degree several years ago I stumbled upon a website that allowed you to rent the textbooks that you needed for a very reasonable fee. Once the class was over you simply shipped the book back to the company and they rented it again. Now that I’m returning to college to pursue a second masters degree I decided to pursue the textbook rental avenue again.
Let’s look at the numbers. The college bookstore is selling the required textbook for my first class at $70 new and $45 used. Unfortunately no used textbooks are available. I did a quick search on Amazon.com and found the book listed new for $58.90, a savings of $11.10.
Amazon.com offers a rental option for the textbook of $24.98. Barnes & Noble will also rent the book to you for 60 days for $14.51 with 90 and 130 day rental periods for $15.73 and $17.48 respectively. A quick Internet search generated even more websites that will happily rent the same textbook for similar prices. Once done with the textbook most of the companies offer a convenient method to ship the book back at no cost, and campusbookrentals.com goes one better by allowing you to purchase the book outright if you decide that you wish to keep it.
One book, many readers
Rentback.com goes one better. You can send the company your unused textbooks and they will rent them to other students on your behalf and pay you $ each time they do so. Given the alternative of putting them on your bookshelf and never referring to them again, renting them out and making some $ just makes sense. And because information changes so fast nowadays you may as well make some cash off the textbook before it is rendered obsolete and suitable only for the recycle bin.
In an e-mail yesterday I used the expression “killing two birds with one stone” as an analogy of how the recipient’s suggestion would achieve two goals simultaneously. In brackets I then commented that I was not promoting the killing of birds but rather advocating for the conservation of stones.
A new perspective
I thought it was funny but she didn’t reference it in her reply e-mail so I guess it wasn’t all that impressive a line. So I decided to use it as the subject of a blog post and inflict it on even more people <insert evil laugh here>.
On a serious note though, sometimes looking at something from a different angle can give you a different perspective on life. Yesterday morning I learned that a cherished coworker had suffered a stroke and had been hospitalized. In an instant all of my worries about my projects, overflowing email inbox, project deadlines etc. lost some of the implied urgency and importance. Project requirements may come and go but something like a stroke is not so easily dismissed or reallocated to a different product release date.
You are likely very familiar with the expression “apples and oranges” as an analogy for attempting to compare two disparate items. In a meeting recently I heard a new version of that expression that I had to share with you.
A Russian version?
It was spoken during a 2 ½ hour phone conference meeting by one of the Russian meeting participants and she said that the subject matter was like comparing “apples and ham”. My first thought was “did she say what I think she just said?” when I received an instant message from a coworkers also participating in the meeting asking that same question.
Initially it was too funny for words but as I thought about it later, comparing “apples and ham” better expresses the analogy of trying to draw a comparison between two items that cannot be accurately compared than the more traditional “apples and oranges”. As examples of fruit apples and oranges have some common aspects whereas apples and ham do not. “Chalk and cheese” is another variation on the theme but “apples and ham” just rolls off the tongue better and just might be the perfect addition to my repertoire of phrases.
If I had said “Boston” to you anytime before the tragic events of last Monday you would have reacted in a myriad of different ways depending upon your connection with the city. I’ve never been there so that would have been one of the thoughts that would have jumped to my mind immediately. I’ve heard that the city streets are narrow and not configured in a grid layout. I probably would have said the word “Boston” in my best attempt at a local accent. A friend of my roommate moved back there some time ago. I like Boston Cream Pie yogurt.
And yet now we all have the same common reaction – a shared reaction to the unnecessary and purposeless loss of life during the Boston Marathon. As we learn the details of the explosive devices, the details of the lives of those who died that day, those that were injured, those that had limbs amputated, those that learned of the tragedy while still running the race, those waiting anxiously for their loved ones to call them, it’s so difficult to understand how anyone could conceive of such a thing and actually spend days and months planning it to the nth degree.
This morning we awoke to further deaths and destruction that occurred in Boston overnight as this tragic situation continues to play out
Like it or not, God said it best: Thou shalt not kill.
We frequently hear stories about how our returning soldiers often struggle with post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and yet very little (if anything) on the small things in life that mean so much to these brave men and women. So when I saw a story today about The Puppy Mission Rescue I knew I needed to blog about it.
My dog is a 3-year old Golden Retriever/Yellow Labrador mix female named Sandy and my roommate’s dog is a 2 year old Standard Poodle male named Max. They both sleep in my bedroom at night; Sandy typically lies on my bed for a few minutes before settling on the floor where she prefers to sleep while Max has taken over the right side of my bed and moves around throughout the night. The other night I walked into my bedroom and he was already settled on my bed with a toy between his paws. I wish I had taken a picture of his because he looked so adorable.
I don’t speak dog, and neither of them speaks English, and yet we communicate with each other constantly and in real time. We play with each other, we enjoy nighttime walks together, we play jokes on each other, and we sit close to each other or position ourselves so that there is physical contact between us. Regardless of how crazy or stressful life is I always know Sandy and Max have my back.
Now imagine that you suffer from PTSD and the only one that can reach you and anchor you is a stray dog that you befriended on a remote military base in a dusty foreign country. Imagine finishing your tour of duty and heading home but having to leave the dog behind to face an unknown future and potential death. If you are a dog lover then you already understand where this is going. If you’re not, spend some time reading the stories and testimonials on The Puppy Mission Rescue website and you will.
A recent poll on my company’s intranet asked employees to post their life motto. Reading through the list, I found several that resonated with me so I decided to start a blog series based on my thoughts on why those specific quotes struck a chord with me while the others did not. I value your comments on this series; have any of these quotes (or my blog commentary on same) inspired you in any way?
The Life Quote
I was born in a part of the world that sees far more than its fair share of rain, so the life quote “Life is not about how to weather the storm but how to dance in the rain” initially sounded like a crazy attitude – rain is to be avoided though the use of an umbrella. But I do understand the deeper meaning.
I remember being at a grocery store once with a friend of mine. When we left the store we saw that it was raining heavily and a group of unprepared shoppers were gathered underneath the store’s canopy waiting for the storm to pass and the rain to cease. Initially my friend and I took the same approach but then I reevaluated my thought process and ventured out into the rain instead. It was exhilarating. Yeah I got soaked practically immediately but that’s all the rain was able to do to me – once saturated my clothes could not absorb any more water and it poured off me harmlessly. I couldn’t do anything about the storm but I could do something about how I incorporated the reality of the storm in my life. I don’t dance despite the weather but that day, in the rain, I thought about it.