Greetings from – where else? – the Las Vegas Centurion Lounge, where I’m enjoying butternut squash soup, pecan rice, and Brussels sprouts. One of my beloved children just declared to me, without prompting, “I don’t like it here (that is, Las Vegas). It goes against everything I stand for.” So……..no paternity test needed.
Anyway. Back on February 1st, I did a post called A Fool and His Money, which was a fairly epic post, partly about a chap who called himself “Yolowolf” who ostensibly lost a $2.5 million inheritance with really horrible “trading.” If you haven’t read the post, please do, as it’s quite good.