Making The Money

Vincenzo “The IT Guy” dropped two barrels of his finest vino, while eating meatballs and gravy, all over The PPT servers. Bear with us, as we clean up the mess. We will be back up and running shortly.

On the opening ticks, I sold out of my largest personal position, TNA, and client position, FLS. I did so, in order to book hard fought gains and redirect funds into lesser volatile names.

As the market dips here, I am adding to my DE and CLF positions. I do so with murder in my eyes, and feverish jubilance in my soul.

I don’t care what the market does today. All I know, with absolute conviction, we will trade higher from current levels.

NOTE: If you are curious about my DE thesis, see TSCO.

I sold out of TNA and FLS, at the open.

Europe is up more than 2% and U.S. futures are storming higher, based upon “good jobless claims.”

Trying to explain this shit takes the patience of an impotent grandfather. Let’s just make one thing abundantly clear: we will trade higher until we don’t. I will milk the upside as long as I can, then throw the hedges back on and live happily ever after.

Even though I am gaming this market, like a fucking space alien magician, I still hold a 40%+ cash position. Therefore, my recent gains are somewhat muted, aside from the sheer riverboat gambling going on in my personal accounts. Nevertheless, as of yesterday’s close, I broke the +40% YTD barrier.

What the fuck did you do?

Exactly.

So, as I make my way up this stupid coast, I am pleased to report that New York City mugs all of these little bullshit cities and towns, repeatedly, without remorse or reconciliation. It doesn’t matter if my sentences make no sense, for I am “The Fly” and you are a jackass.

Thus far, I’ve noted a deep recession in most parts of New England and flamboyantly gay parts of Cape Cod. Moreover, the lobster place I “dined” at tonight, in Portland, was a fucking steaming pile of shit. Basically, dinner consisted of a 2lb lobster, 2 lobster rolls, grub for the kids and drinks, all for $100. It wouldn’t be a bad deal if the lobster didn’t suck cock, lined with black shit inside of it. Upon bringing this to the attention of the local yocal, her reply was “that’s the liver; it’s a delicacy.”

No thank you, female fuck face, for I am well versed in the consumption of lobster, reigning from the food capital of the United Steaks of America: NYC.

First thing tomorrow, I am the fuck out of Portland (a decent, but entirely gay city), en route further up north, where bugs eat people alive and shit.

As an aside, did anyone notice my insane winship today? I enjoyed tremendous gains in EWZ, FLS, TNA, SHLD, CLF etc. Literally, the list goes on and on. How did I do it?

The PPT

How does The PPT work?

Well, that’s a very complex question to ask myself in the middle of the night. In short, it rates over 4,000 stocks on technicals (accumulation/distribution, relative strength, price performance, volatility and volume) and fundamentals (debt/equity, PEG ratio, p/b, p/s and profit margin). Both scores are combined, weighted slightly towards technicals, with a variety of correlating factors mixed in, using price action in oil, natty, gold, treasuries, steel, grains, yen, dollars, euros etc. Oh, we also throw in a “6th column” of ROE/gross margins ratio with a little “sub rosa” resetting daily, using all the shit I mentioned above.

Basically, it’s complicated and way above your pay grade or bullshit backtesting abilities.

At any rate, top pick for tonight it DE.

The PPT is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.

Listen to this chart, ever so very quietly:

As I type this post, Mrs. Fly pesters me to “hurry up” and “get going,” as if I was a circus act readying to get in the clown mobile en route to our next destination. Nevertheless, I remain stoic and steadfast in my pursuits to ignore said requests and post “gems of gold” on the internets instead. By the way, I just said “leave me be, for I am posting gems of gold on the internets,” in my latest rebuttal to “get going.” Needless to say, she was not impressed.

At any rate, today feels like “the day,” where we rip tits off the bears and call them our own. I see strength in all of the fashionable names. And, TLT is down a smidge to boot. My only concern is the Japanese Yen. For some dick-ass reason, that fucker will not trade lower. However, let it be noted, it shall succumb to the pressures of bullish robots, one way or another.

At the present, my largest position is FLS. I am hanging my hat on that son of a bitch and demand my millions. Second to that, if I was a perverted clown, I’d circle jerk to CLF. However, I am not of the perverted variety and I do not jerk to anything. But, the stock is ghetto projects cheap. Do yourselves a favor, go ahead and check it out.

I went to sleep last night expecting to lose 1-2% today. I woke up to “green as fuck” futures, only to see the market melt away like a chocolate bar in a prison yard. Lo and behold, I get back from the beach, spending the day tossing my kids into the water, and we are rallying hard into le bell. Either way I try to slice it, today was a fucked up day to be long, seeing big reversals to the downside in CLF, SHLD and a variety of momentum stocks.

Tech stocks, as well as small cap, best represented by TNA, are being pummeled. Basically, investors are still nervous about the state of the U.S. economy. Take a look at TLT and FXY for evidence of “de-risking.”

Until we see rates go up and spreads widening again, the markets will continue to remain under pressure. Today has all of the ingredients of a uber “fuck you, you’re dead” rally to the upside. However, once again, it failed due to investor pussification. If forced to guess, I’d say we’re still going higher, despite today’s reversal. I know it makes little sense to stick with a market unable to hold gains for just one day. But this bottoming process shit is a process, not an event. After all, if the market reverses and trades up, monster gains will be had, as opposed to near term limited downside, in my estimation.

Today’s purchases of EWZ, SHLD, DE and CIEN were ill advised. I got caught up in the moment and now suffer the consequences. However, it was a reasonable bet. Nevertheless, I still hold about 45% cash and will leave it intact, until I get settled into my next destination, further up north.

NOTE: I will be traveling most of the day tomorrow.

I bought boatloads of EWZ and DE, while adding to an existing CIEN position.

UPDATE: I doubled down on my SHLD position, in the $63’s.

Disclaimer: Follow me and fall victim to a killer whale attack the next time you go “whale watching.”

I will refrain from bragging until the markets close with glorious gains. However, things are looking much better than mid-last night. The Chinese markets reversed and all sorts of good news was injected into the human subconscious. As a result, Europe is ripping tits and the United Steaks is about to go “nu-ku-lar” to the upside.

According to the laws, based upon the supreme mathematical tabulations of The PPT, the following stocks are in “buy now” range:

JAH, ALN, CNH, WGOV, CRS and RL, just to name a few.

Just so you know, I am referencing a new tool of The PPT, where the user is able to search “days since” a certain stock has been tagged OVERSOLD. With that data, I cross referenced the system for stocks that have flawless track records, bouncing off previous OVERSOLD levels. In this case, I am showcasing a handful of stocks that have 100% success rates, over a 5 day time frame, that received an OVERSOLD signal 3 or more days ago. In others words: buy now.

As an aside, I’m going whale watching now.

Top picks: TNA, FLS, CLF

A lot of faggots out there take issue with using the word “rape,” as if using it in the context of a MASSIVE FINANCIAL MELTDOWN has anything to do with perverts gone wild with mental disorders. Just like when I use the word “faggot,” I am really referring to an ancient African bird, indigenous to “pussified” jungles and shit, devoid of “big dicked” carnivores.

Just in case you were wondering, “The Fly” is not on some lazy ass vacation, where he galavants around some metrosexual resort, eating piss clams, sipping on bitch drinks (when I say “bitch,” what I am really referring to is the long necked mammal out of mongolia with a big scrotum). No, “The Fly” is on a fucking journey, son. He has gone ballistic on the North East corridor of the United States on a mission of glory. I have no idea when I am going home. In short, I will go home when the Earth demands that I leave this area of the world.

I see futures are getting “raped” in a very “faggotty” way, which makes me pertubed due to my lack of proper hedging. Nevertheless, my cash position is dominant and I will have access to my trading turret, beachside, “bitches.”

More on this later.