Bears were paraded around today, spectacles for all to see. Freaks, vagrants, and imaginary friends named Tyler were all chained to each other, and in spite of the storm, were thrown into fires to entertain the 99%, all the while the 1% watched their ROI’s increase exponentially. I myself covered most of my shorts, as my medulla oblongata was residing in a vise, resembling a lime being squeezed within my palm. I can’t be happier with the WNR and NFLX, as they are up 21% and 25% on my book, respectively. Everything else is just humming along, dancing like snowflakes upon the buildings of Manhattan. I’m content to sit here and bank coin, while entertaining you (No Maximus). I look forward to the coming weeks, as the market is ripping, and this earnings season has seen a lot of positive surprises, fuel for the proverbial bull fire. Will something happen over the weekend though, is the question. I hope not, I rather like this “can’t fail” market, as opposed to the “what idiocy is going to come out of Europe tomorrow” market. One can only hope, dream, pray, and sacrifice penny stock traders.

I feel for you folks on the East Coast, how many storms has it been now? In honor of you, I will be sure to celebrate SF Beer Week in style. Throwing gold coins at hipsters, and choking tools in polos and top-siders with the chain connected to my pocket watch. Your suffering shall not be in vane, since it will give you all much time this weekend to do research on stocks, or charts if that’s your thing.  Perhaps you will settle in with a good book, just like our ancestors did, or perhaps you will get high on “bath salts” and die from hypothermia looking for live flesh on the streets of New York. I wish you well, and hope none of you lose power. Lastly, I will be doing a lot of field research this weekend into whether SAM is a buy or not.

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