Today, boca asked me how the flyfishing went over the weekend. Rather than lie and say, “pretty good!”, I felt compelled to give you a more detailed and accurate accounting.
You see, the flyfishing junket was aborted “midstream”, due to egregious leverage from the homefront. As I mentioned last Friday, there were questionable roadblocks, namely “weekend projects”, that were slated to be postponed in lieu of fishing and alcohol consumption. However, these so-called “projects” actually ended up on the front burner.
I can’t give you all the graphic details, but suffice it to say that my ticket to ride the booty train this past weekend was not going to get punched, unless I was on the right track, so to speak. Treachery, thy name is manipulation.
It’s a sad fact that women can be tough negotiators, especially when they’re not in the kitchen making sandwiches.
It wasn’t a total loss, though. I did manage to catch two rainbows and a brownie, and of course, completed the “projects”, and got my ticket punched.
Disclaimer: This post has absolutely nothing to do with the market or investing.
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News Flash 16:07 ET: This just in from Mr. Obvious…..”the market is weak and gayer than a plastic pink flamingo”.
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