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Speaking of being a millionaire, it's nostalgia time again.

 I became a millionaire in Romanian lei a little before 2005 which was a little before the gov't converted the Third leu (ROL) in to the Fourth leu (RON) and a rate of ten thousand to one.  It was no great feat - I suppose every Romanian was a millionaire due to government incompetence; arguably the silliest way to become a millionaire.

 In 2006, we went to buy a couple of train tickets from the capital to the Black Sea coast.  The cashier said, "400" (no currency mentioned but the default was RON by then) and my wife started peeling off 4 X 100 RON notes to hand over.  I was trying to get my head around the cost - at the time, we could have probably taken the train from TO to Montreal (in Canada) for about that same amount and since I had checked into it, I new I could rent a little Honda Civic for about 70 RON per day in Romania.  The price didn't make sense and as I told my wife, "Hang on a second!  This doesn't make sense... I could rent a car for the weekend and it would be cheaper...", she was already forking over the 400 RON.   The cashiers eyes suddenly got huge and she appeared to panic, shaking her head from side to side vigorously but she just repeated the same number only louder "Nu! 400!"  I had a quick discussion with my wife - "It can't possibly be 400 old lei because that wouldn't fetch a penny but I know she's saying 400 (patru sute)."  Finally, the cashier took one of our 100 RON notes and gave us back 60 RON so it was actually 40 RON for the two of us to take the train to the coast. (That's an awesome deal by the way - it was ~US$10 at the time and that's when I got an idea that retiring in Romania might be a good option in the future).  It hurt my brain but I finally realized that in a very short time, Romanians had adopted a habit of telling you the cost in thousands of old lei and just dropping the thousand, leaving it up to the payer to go the last decimal place on their own.  Everyone, everywhere... not just the cashiers but everyone we spoke with did the same nonsensical conversion.  Sometimes, even when I used that method it didn't seem right - case in point, we had purchased a new watch for my dad but had the band sized a bit small.  No problem, we took it to a jeweler to have a link put back in... he did it quite quickly and then said, "thirteen lei"  - now this guy must be speaking in terms of RON (the new currency) because 13 RON would have been a little under US$3, right?  Nope!  It was 1.3 RON or about 30 American cents.  He demonstrated the actual amount while holding my wife's wallet after assuring us he didn't plan on stealing it.  I gave him the 13 RON anyway and thanked him for the lesson after which, he gave us a lifetime guarantee on the watchband size.  So I was all set.  I had finally figured out the new money and I boldly strode into a little grocery shop on our way to dinner one evening to get myself a Coca-Cola light and some sugar free breath mints... I set it on the counter with a friendly. "Buna seara!" and the young lady behind the counter looked at me and said "cinlei" which was a new word(s) on me - a lazy way of saying "cinci lei" - so it took me a second but then I quickly converted using the New Romanian math... she means 5000 old lei, move the decimal place over to the left and bingo bango bongo - 50 bani! (half a RON).  I dug into my pocket, pulled out a 50 bani coin and handed it to the young lady.  She held it between her thumb and index finger, tilted her head to the side, put her hand on her hip, furrowed her brow and rolled her eyes at me (typical Romanian way of saying - "come on, man").  Then she twisted the screen toward me, stuck her index finger under the total and said again, "cinlei".  You guess it, it was 5 RON.  I pulled out 5 RON note and told her to keep the 50 bani and left the shop feeling dumber than when I had arrived.  Millionaire life was difficult in Romania.

A little interlude while we're waiting for the corn to rise again.

Ever since I was a child, radio has always fascinated me.  I built my first crystal radio kit on my 9th birthday and never looked back.  Being able to pull sounds out of the air without the direct use of electricity was mind-bending at the time.  A few years later, I got myself one of those AM/FM/VHF/UHF/shortwave receivers and looked for stations almost nightly.  I hooked a small speaker through the headphone jack and put it under my pillow so as not to wake anyone else up.

On a good night, I could get KDKA out of Pittsburgh and WBZ out of Boston (and they were quite far away), and I would listen to "Theater of the Mind" before falling asleep.  I was also able to pick up the audio channels from TV stations out of the USA, and early on Saturday mornings, I would listen to Roger Ramjet before getting out of bed to watch the rest on TV.  I spent many wakeful nights listening to Coast to Coast AM, especially when shift work made it impossible to sleep while others in my time zone were sleeping.

I still listen to the radio almost nightly, but now I generally use TuneIn Radio over the internet; the stations come in much clearer.  Sometimes I enjoy tuning into small-town AM stations - it's a refreshing change.  KWON out of Bartlesville still has a community call-in show where people can buy, sell, and trade stuff, and they even give their phone numbers over the air... so cute.

Anyway, the reason I bring this up is that today (August 20th) is National Radio Day in the USA. KDKA in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, was the first station granted a commercial license back in 1920. WBZ got theirs in 1921.

Oh and wrt radio, this is the coolest page on the internet (imo):

https://radio.garden/

It's a world map full of little green dots representing radio stations - click on one to listen. Happy National Radio Day!

Here is another example on why we really need to be quiet in our social media and not tell about our crypto investment as we might be the next target.

https://img.youtube.com/vi/QMgwDwDjSLg/0.jpg

In this case, streamer and content creator Kaitlyn 'Amouranth' Siragusa has been the target by this criminals as they force her to reveal where in the stash of his crypto. It's good thing that she has the presence of mind to bring the criminals to his husband who is waiting for a ambush as he was able to hit one of the assailant and husband and wife escape and the criminals was caught later.