Best of Times. Worst of Times. (by Nathaniel Goodwin)

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I had a few ugly short positions really take shape today, and was feeling pretty good after the big drop on Wednesday (even though I now wish I had opened up more shorts…). Being in a festive mood, I decided to to start my weekend early and cracked a few short dogs with Stun Gun.-Trading error 1

I told him to invite some of his friends over to get the party started. He yelled out the window, and it wasn’t long before Jaundice Pete, Bloodgum and Crabshack Maria were knocking on the door. –Trading error 2. My shorts were green, we were rocking out to Bloodgum’s favorite Butthole Surfers allbum, short dogs were flowing like the majestic Niagara Falls and I felt like Leonerdo DiCrappio in that Titanic movie, “King of the World” style.  Trading error 3, getting too cocky.

I was on top of the world, but how quickly that can change. The Colonel unexpectedly came back from a two 1/2 week coked-out bender and looked pissed when he saw that Stun Gun had been sleeping in his room. The Colonel ran towards me and grabbed my neck in a sleeper-hold; the last thing I remember was watching Jaundice Pete banging away on the keyboard of my trading station (LOL, who knows what he was doing) then things got sort of hazy.

I woke up on the kitchen floor and was pretty sorel the place was a mess. The Colonel apologized for beating me, but said that allowing someone to sleep in his room violated and tarnished a sacred space in our apartment building. I needed to be punished for my actions.

He made me clean up the apartment and urine from the pee-jars that my skull had broken. Then banished me from our apartment for at least one week, so looks like Stun Gun and I will be roommates for a bit longer.

I’m having a hard time stealing bandwidth out here on the street, so Stun Gun has been helping me out old school charting with paper. Here are a couple fan-charts he made for me today, he said they are support and resistance. The red fans are drawn using his own blood, I won’t tell you what the green is…