So, You've decided to start with Bitcoin? Good! Bitcoin is an easy to use "CryptoCurrency" that got all kinds of perk! The two biggest ones is that it's both anonymous and easy to send and receive!
Alright, now you might ask yourself: "Well, Cray, how do I get into Bitcoin then?" I'll tell you! It's quite simple really.
First think you should do is to visit https://trybtc.com/ . Trybtc.com guides you through what bitcoin really is and how you use it. It even got some nice pictures and a very calm voice telling you exactly what to do. At the end of the tutorial it also tells you how to set up your very first wallet at coinbase.com Which brings me to my next subject!
How you want to store your bitcoins is a big desicion! And there's several options for you! Be your own bank as they say.
The first choice you have is to download and install the bitcoin client on your computer. After the installation you'll have your very own wallet. The best thing about this option is that you have full control of your bitcoins. But it does take a while to download the whole network.
An easier way is to just get a wallet online. There's plenty of different wallet services, but the one I recommend is blockchain. Blockchain got a fast setup, an easy interface and is quite trusted by the community. And if you did the trybtc.com you should already have a wallet at Coinbase. But how do you get bitcoins? Well, I'll tell you!'
There's many ways for you to get bitcoins. But the easiest way is to just buy them. I'll list a few of the many exchange sites available for bitcoin right here:
There's many more just a google search away. So now you got some coins. Now what? There's many options for you as a bitcoin owner. Most people just buy bitcoin as a sort of investment but there's also many venues that accept bitcoin as a real currency!
Now that you got some bitoins of your own, go spend it, invest in other cryptocurrencies, or buy something fancy/fun at one of the many bitcoin shops out there.
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Monday, November 25, 2013
Hello everyone! I've just started playing around with bitcoin. It's really fun!
Anywho, I'll make a kind of link party with different ways to earn and trade bitcoins in a future post. But in the meantime, you can alwys donate to lifeofcray by sending some coins to
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So I was feeling bored today:
[13:56:45] Michael Westside: i wanna write somethingSo that happened. And here is the result. Took 43 minutes to write. I'm getting slower =(
[13:56:49] Michael Westside: give me a topic
[13:56:50] Hannah: write somethign then
[13:56:51] Hannah: um
[13:57:05] Hannah: hmm..
[13:57:19] Hannah: popcorn
[13:57:29] Michael Westside: right
[13:57:32] Michael Westside: give a name
[13:57:39] Hannah: of popcorn?
[13:57:45] Michael Westside: of a person
[13:57:46] Hannah: oh
[13:58:18] Hannah: hmmm
[13:58:29] Hannah: jack abramoff
[13:59:06] Michael Westside: alright
[13:59:24] Michael Westside: im now gonna write a shortstory about Jack Abramoff and popcorn
120 calories. That's the average energy content of a bag of popcorn. It was enough to fuel Jack Abramoff for six percent of a day. 86.4 minutes. Three and a half of those minutes would be wasted converting the small and incredibly hard yellow pebbles into white fluffy clouds thought. The instructions clearly states that three minutes would be enough but Jack knew that to be a lie. People always lie.
He placed the flat bag in the microwave and turned the dial to three and a half minutes. His friends had tried to make him get one of those newer, more fancier, microwaves. One with a showy digital clock and a hundred different pre-sets to prepare food with. As if anyone ever used those. No, Jack preferred the old fashion ones. It reminded him of his youth.
Still three minutes left on the timer. The light inside the box was glowing a sickish yellow, radiation the popcorn, while the bag spun around like a carnival's carousel. Round and around.
Jack turned around and leaned his back against the bench that held the microwave. "Don't stand too close to the microwave" she used to tell him. "The radiation will leak out and give you cancer." Even though he now knew that it was just another lie he still felt a bit uneasy about being so close to it. Somewhere deep inside his head there was a voice going "get the fuck away from that machine." Old habits die hard.
Jack turned around again and just when he did he heard the first POP go off. The bag flinched ever so slightly. Only two minutes left now.
He tried to remember the first time he had popcorn in his life. He knew it must have been when he was really young. He faintly remembers popping them in a large pan. This was before anyone in his family got a microwave of their own so he must have been around 4, maybe 5 years old.
One minute left on the timer now. The popping had picked up a lot now. It sounded almost like firecrackers or maybe muffled machine gun fire. Taken directly from one of those bad war movies back in the eighties It wouldn't surprise Jack if they actually used the same sound for the movies. It wouldn't surprise him at all.
Only thirty seconds left. The ruckus inside the glowing box had calmed down quite a bit. "Guess popcorn are like rock-stars" Jack mumbled to himself while standing alone in his kitchen. "Live hard and die young." At that moment he remembered that he had to count.
Counting is important while preparing microwaved popcorn. You have to go POP one, two three POP. If there's no pop at the end of the count the machine must be shut down. Fast. One second could make the difference between the best junk food known to man and a block of smoldering coal.
The last pop was counted and he launched at the timer. There can't have been more than two, maybe three, seconds left on it. But it matters. "The count never lies." Jack thought to himself while carefully removing the steaming hot bag from the oven.
His wait was done. Wasting another nine minutes and thirty-eight seconds eating the bag of popcorn he now had 73.3 additional minutes. Just over an hour of his life his to do with as he wishes.
Yeah... I hate being sober.
Posted by Michael Westside at 3:29 PM