Prepare for a grisly affair, one way or another.
As a child in school, my friends and I used to make a big deal of Friday the 13th, always harking back to the days when Jason from the fictional movie, Friday the 13th, ax murdered all those people. We’d scare the girls into thinking Jason was gonna get them, for reasons now I do not know. Something was wrong with me then, just like something is wrong with me now. I can’t stop making money. Believe me, I try to lose — position myself into hazards that could potentially wipe me out, yet here I am — standing before you victorious.
Stock futures are flat, thanks to some weak bank earnings. Nevertheless, I fully expect there to be magnificent celebratory happenings today.
Let me go fetch myself a boiling hot hot cup of black coffee and then we’ll start trading.Comments »