After the gym, instead of drinking a glass filled with chalky protein powder, I will drink an entire, mind you, bottle of red wine (white is for women). As of late, I’ve been getting into the Nebbiolo grape, instead of my preferred Bordeaux. To pair the red, I will grill up a 2 1/2 inch thick ribeye, heavily salted, lightly peppered, served medium rare.
Do you know why I am going to do this, aside from the fact that I can? It’s because the mother-fucking market tried to rape me this week–but I escaped intact. At the open of yesterday’s trade, I was at the lows, down another 2.5%. But I closed up almost 3%. This morning, I gapped up 4%.
These are significant returns, lads. I didn’t endure the sort of fucked up draw-downs that many of your neighbors had, because I was old manned up in utilities and REITs.
So, having said that, still up 1.9% for the session, I deserve to celebrate the great feat of avoiding my own rape.
I know it’s a hard time to invite you, but I will do so nevertheless. Come out to Vegas this November 8th and join the crew, hosted by Ragin Cajun, Jeff Macke, and Howard Lindzon, with keynote speeches by our very own Option Addict. Now more than ever, it’s important that we figure out these puzzles, whilst throwing people off balconies, for the sake humanity and all that is good with capitalism. We endeavor to assist you in this quest.
In other news, the good folks at iBankCoin have just about finished their first Income Report, soon to be release to the massing hordes. This report will be given gratis to all of those attending the November 8th investors conference. The contents of the report have been thoroughly curated by Caine Thaler, trained mathematician, a gent who works until midnight, each and every night, on the 9th floor.
Here is a sneak peek.
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