by Scott Creighton
“What do you call an owl that’s a magician?”
Some here think I have no sense of humor (go fuck yourselves)… jury is still out on that one.
This weekend I finally got my PT/INR in therapeutic range (2.5 for those interested, yea me) and figured out what the heck has been wrong with my car for the past 2 months (after replacing 1. fuel filter, 2. water pump and 3. thermostat and patching those damn holes in the water pump inlet pipe (damn thing), turns out it was simply the spark plugs all along…) so I kind of relaxed and nested a bit fixing up my crappy little apartment in celebration.
I now have duck paintings. Two of em. Gifts from Jan10. That’s right bitches. Duck paintings. Deal with it.
So I was in a slightly better mood as we started off this week when I was treated to the 1,000 point Wall Street downturn a couple hours ago.
The rigged markets are tying their level best to neutralize the damage to the big boys so us little people can only just sit back and watch. I guess someone thought they needed some help getting another TARP bailout deal done (QE4 is meeting some resistance) and here we are.
For those of you are worried and think the end is nigh, that the zombie apocalypse is just around the corner, I can only offer you a little brevity as the stock market story unfolds and you take inventory of your prepper stockpiles. No, I’m not treating you to Adam Sandler’s 20 Best Moments, because frankly, he doesn’t have 20. He doesn’t have 2.
Instead, here’s something recent from VanossGaming.