I sold out of more of my VHC position, so much so that it only represents 5% of my holdings. I’ve been fortunate to escape from it with a 15%+ profit, considering it’s an illiquid, trade by appointment, sort of name. There is nothing wrong about VHC, per se (less homo than Bo Jackson); I just need to climb the market cap ladder. That’s all.

Like other men possess an innate instinct to mine for gold bars or stick needles filled with opiates into their necks, “The Fly” endeavors to climb the market cap ladder to safety and  success.

With the proceeds, I’ve reduced my 140% long position to something slightly less than that. Do not fear, small plebeians from the intersphere, I shall reinvest the monies wisely and catapult myself to the +20% range in short order.

Your turgid style bores me and I’ve asked all of the Gods (the new and the old) to kill you where you stand.

May 10,000 bolts of lightening evaporate your well being into ashes and rapacious hurricane winds disperse them quickly–to steal away a proper burial for your family and loved ones.