Time to go help out John Mankins. His project for his book on power satellites is only a third of the way there, with only five days to go.
And unrelated, other than it’s Kickstarter, Patricia’s aspiring film-maker nephew is a ways from his goal as well.
It’s giving that doesn’t have to hurt, especially if you hedge things properly. For example, Matula bet me $10,000 that you wouldn’t make your goal, so the $10 contribution I made to it was relatively painless…
Nice return! All I’ve got in wager is a bottle of soda pop against SpaceX failing to make orbit in the next dozen flights or so.
I didn’t know Thomas made that kind of money. Do suppose he does something in NV besides teach? Can’t imagine what that might be?
I shouldn’t have taken Thomas’ name in vain, and apologize to him in advance. It was just the first name that popped into my head. He certainly never even hinted at betting against that outcome.
Mfk,
I never bet you and in fact, since you hide your identity I haven’t any idea who you are so how could I even bet you? Are you trying to replace Edward Wright as the Troll in Residence?
BTW I was also one of the first to contribute to the project as Rand will confirm.
That’s why I apologized, Thomas. Just as I hit “Post Comment” I thought: “That was unfair, because Thomas has been generous with his support,” and I write that without a trace of sarcasm.
It would have been just as uproariously funny had I written “a friend bet me…” instead of “Matula bet me…”
…that is, if your name IS “Matula.”
Mfk,
Apology accept. Yes, I do use my correct name and always have online.
So Rand got his money? Good for him. It seems to me most Kickstarter projects offer something in return to each person sponsoring the project that would differentiate them from others. An early sample of the product a T-shirt (heh) or whatever.
Then again, the $1000 matching fund near the end got me thinking of an old joke.
A little old lady deposited a $1000 at the bank every week and got the curiosity of the manager. So he asked her, how did she come by the money?
“I make wagers.”
“You mean you gamble?”
“No. I never gamble. I make wagers.”
“Can you give me an example?”
“Sure. Do you have both of your testicles?”
“Uh, yes.”
“Ok. Then I’ll wager $1000 that by next week you won’t.”
The manager thought long and hard about this for a while then said, “ok. It’s a bet.”
The next week the little old lady comes in with another man. The manager, who had checked himself a number of times that morning says to her, “Well, I’ve still got both. You owe me $1000.”
“Do you mind if we go into your office and I see for myself? This is my accountant with me to verify the transaction.” So they go into the manager’s office and the little old lady grabs the managers crotch. After she’s satisfied she pays the manager his $1000.
“So this time, you lost this gamble.”
“Not really. Like I said, I never gamble. I just won $2000 from this guy because I bet him the manager of this bank would let me feel his balls.”
I guess that would technically be called arbitrage?
Personally, I’m a fan of the (already funded) Breaking Winds Bassoon Quartet:
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1430248724/the-bwbq-debut-album-breaking-in
Sounds like something out of PDQ Bach.