Remember The Sixties? One of the best presentations on the sixties that I have seen... enjoy: http://moreoldfortyfives.com:80/TakeMeBackToTheSixties.htm
I was there, and outside of the music, it sucked. Every other week, they shot somebody. Donna Reed was perfect, but nobody else was, and they couldn't figure out why Christmas wasn't perfect every year. So they felt like failures. Every day in the paper, you read about all our friends that died. The Presidents lied, people died. Come to think of it, it sucks like that now, but the music sucks, too.
ya know, they left out the riots in detroit in 67. my dad was a truck driver in detroit, after the riots he used to take me along for rides so we could look at the jigs.
And I appreciate that...it's also the only place where no one is trying to challenge your (yes, mostly) altruistic motives. I just offer what I hope is help from 30 years in the business, and an alternative trading career. You guys are good, thanks for all the fun stuff. If Flytiger or Nutmeg ever make it to Vegas (or any of the major contributors), please let me know....dinner and drinks on me, as a way to say thanks for the smiles. Don
What a nice jesture. Thank you so much. throw in a 25 grand line at the Bellagio, and I'll bring the nutmeister as my date. He's got this off the shoulder number that is too too much. On a serious note, I do enjoy your postings because I do believe you are altruistic. It's too bad the younger guys are that jaded. It's a tough business, and I understand keeping your guard up, but to always have your dukes up, well , you miss out on some opportunities. For more psychological insights guaranteed to help your trading, whip out your mastercard, and go to my website, youporn.com. Nut: dont' be too impressed. He's comped at all the casinos, so it's free to him. He'll probably take us to O'Sheas for a dog and Old Milwaukee.
Can't a guy sit in silence and enjoy his lunch without someone shoving a basket in his face asking for money? Man, I hate this church.
I was feeling a bit depressed the other day, so I called the Suicide Help Line. I was put through to a call center in Pakistan. I explained that I was feeling suicidal. They were very excited at this news and wanted to know if I could drive a truck or fly an aeroplane. This outsourcing shit is never going to work.
The pastor asked if any one in the congregation would like to express Praise for answered prayers. A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a praise.â âTwo months ago, my husband, Jim, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him." You could hear an audible gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Jim experienced. She continued, "Jim was unable to hold me or the children and every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation. They were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Jim's scrotum and wrap wire around it to hold it in place." Again, the men in the Congregation squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Jim. She continued, "Now, Jim is out of the hospital and the doctors say, with time, his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with relief. The pastor rose and tentatively asked if any one else had anything to say. A man rose and walked to the podium. He said, "I'm Jim and I want to tell my wife, ONCE AGAIN, the word is STERNUM!â
Caveat Emptor!! Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties and local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. Many females use a date rape drug on the market called 'Beer.' The drug is found in liquid form and is available anywhere. It comes in bottles, cans, or from taps and in large 'kegs'. Beer is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them. A woman needs only to get a guy to consume a few units of Beer and then simply ask him home for no strings attached sex. Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several beers, men will often succumb to the desires to sleep with horrific looking women whom they would never normally be attracted. After drinking beer, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened to them the night before, often with just a vague feeling that 'something bad' occurred. At other times these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life's savings, in a familiar scam known as 'a relationship.' In extreme cases, the female may even be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a longer term form of servitude and punishment referred to as 'marriage.' Men are much more susceptible to this scam after beer is administered and sex is offered by the predatory females. Please! Forward this warning to every male you know. If you fall victim to this 'Beer' scam and the women administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter with similarly victimized men. For the support group nearest you, just register @ ET and visit the Chit Chat forum.