2.14.2003, a young Rhino straight from basic training and Airborne School, stepped upon a “cattle truck” with rucksack, “a-bag,” assault pack, weapon, helmet, and vest. No flowers or chocolates for a girl, only the cold realization that I was headed to war. Yes, I understand that at that point the invasion was over a month away, but you don’t deploy an entire brigade of the 82nd Airborne, along with an entire battalion of the 75th Regiment, just to play war.

Today is a vastly different experience. After sleeping in, I was not surprised to see the market crawling again. The only real move I made today was to sell YCS for a 13% gain. I am looking to free up cash into March, so that I may by into what should be a bullish push into the heinous tragedy that is tax day. Let’s see how we close.

What’s more expensive than diamonds and gold combined? I will address this in my next post, later.

UPDATE:

My buddy’s FB status sums it up:

10 years ago today, me and some guys i know were getting on a plane headed to the desert. fully intent on killing, and not knowing how fucked up we’d be for the rest of our lives. its a great day for flashbacks. happy valentines’s day as well for all the geeks out there.

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