A $500 Bill is a 500 Dollar Paper note that appears in the Episode: Penny Foolish. SpongeBob found it outside the window of the Discount Grocery Mart, and Mr. Krabs thought it was a Penny, but when SpongeBob found it he thought it was a chewed up Gum for his Collection. It is unknown what has happened to it.
- On the dollar bill, it says "Bux" instead of bucks. And anyway, bucks would be bad grammar.
- On the top it says "Fraudral Reserves", meaning it's fake.
Happiness: Getting Our Priorities Straight
There is a vitally important shift underway in how we think about progress. Growing numbers of economists, political leaders and expert commentators are calling for better measures of how well society is doing; measures that track not just our economic standard of living, but our overall quality of life. We too can benefit from a shift in priorities and a recognition that real happiness is less about what we earn or own and more about our relationships and state of mind;
A Savior At the Grocery Store
Numbly, I left my husband, Marty, at the hospital where I had been visiting two of my children and headed for the grocery store. Since it was eleven p.m., I drove to the only store I knew was open twenty-four hours a day. I turned my car motor off and rested my head against the seat.
Journey to the End of the Earth
I realized quickly, after just having traveled to various villages in rural India, that distance is relative. Hailing from a city like San Francisco, going even a few hours outside of town is far but twelve hours outside of a major city? I half expected to run into another country.
7 Ways to Deal With the Death of a Loved One
How do you deal with death, the loss of a loved one when the pain is so strong; how can you let go of the people you once loved and still love so much; how can you accept the fact that you will never see those people ever again? How can you accept the idea of loss, of death?
Starting A Slow Story Movement
"It is said that we become the stories that we tell among ourselves. This might have been true before we became salespersons. For a few decades now, I think we have become numb to the stories that we tell among ourselves. So stories have become shorter and crisper to the length of a tweet. We are so committed to telling a story to the point that finally what remains is a dimensionless point.