The meaning of life...

Now, amigos, I would like to relate to you a short story that a smart person once told me.

There was an executive, we'll call him Doug for simplicity's sake, who went to a desert island on vacation. He was talking with a local man who was going out fishing at one point and decided to ask the man about his life; just for curiosity's sake.

"So what exactly is it you do all day?" Doug asked.

"Well," said Craig (because I kind of want this to be me). "I wake up in the morning, go out fishing for a bit until I catch enough food to feed my family, then come back and take a nap. After the nap, I go out surfing for a bit, then I head down to the local bar and have a few drinks and play some guitar with my friends and wife."

"Aaaah," said Doug. "This is interesting, what do you do next?"

"Well, then my wife and I go home, have great sex, go to sleep, and I get up in the morning and do it all again."

"Hmmmm," Doug mumbled. "I haven't had sex with my wife since the late '80s..." He shuffled his feet and looked uncomfortable next to the island man. Doug always shook; like time was being wasted simply by being alive. Suddenly, his head shot up and all doubt instantly ran from his face. "Do you know what you need to do? You need to incorporate!"

"Hmmm, incorporate, eh?"

"Yeah, INCORPORATE! All you have to do is get a bunch of the other island guys to go out fishing with you and then you will make a lot of money and you can retire!" Doug was foaming at the mouth.

"What would I do when I retire?" asked Craig.

Doug shook his head to clear it and get rid of the foam. "Well, you would get up in the morning, fish for a bit, go home, take a nap, get up and go surfing, then head down to the local drinking establishment and play some guitar."

Craig laughed. "What about the sex?"
Doug's face went blank. "Remember I haven't done that since the late '80s. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I get so busy..."

If you didn't understand the story, you are probably reading the wrong blog (or I forgot to proofread, it happens. WARNING: recycled joke.). If you did get it, take it to heart. Don't be that investment banker working for the amount of zeros behind his check. Do what you love, do it often, and, as always, keep expanding your horizons.