Made it Back to NC in One Day

Instead of pitstopping at Richmond or Fredericksburg for a night, traveling from NYC to NC, I decided to just drive the whole way. It was about an 11hr sojourn, including stops, and I could’ve driven another 5 hours before swerving off the side of the road into a ravine.

The trip was capped off by me unhooking the net inside my trunk and seeing my wife’s cherished bottles of red wine and ‘imported olive oil’ roll slowly and then at warp fucking speed onto the concrete below WASHING OVER MY BROWN SUEDE SHOES, much to Mrs. Fly’s horror. She didn’t give a shit about my comfy shoes, but the salads that were to be enjoyed and now cannot. Delicious, wonderful salads. The subsequent results of this unhooking of the net has made my driveway appear to be a denizen of an auto mechanic and my shoes a total loss, oil stains everywhere. Any of you tracking me for a while understands this is part and parcel of me going on vacation. Either I lose wanton amounts of coin in the market OR personal items are stripped from me by the Gods, forcing me back into a mode of toil to seek vengeance via grandiose market gains.

The wine, I will have you know, was purchased by Mrs. Fly at a “super cute” vineyard in Long Island, overlooking a ‘wonderful view’ of the grapes and the goats trapped in some little playpen. She will tell you the wine was “very good” but as an authority on wine I will tell you it was “less than mid.”

At any rate, we are back in the saddle. By “we” I mean “me”, since Mrs. Fly is now retired and has been retired for over 25 years (we are 48).

Things to do today, aside from unpacking, include church, a trip of Whole Foods to restock, and watch the finale of Industry (fire) and the second episode of The Penguin (also fire). Tomorrow, we will bank coin. By “we”, I mean me and the people inside Stocklabs, not any of you reader class losers attempting to extract valuable information for free.

Good day.