When I was a kid, I always got depressed on Sunday mornings when I’d flick the television on and I’d hear music swelling with people singing “Discovery, Discovery, Dis-co-ve-ryyyyyyy”. It was the Day of Discovery religious program, and that sucked balls compared to what I enjoyed just the prior morning.
Good Lord, where was I going with that? I’ve forgotten. In any case, having lost 80% of my account thanks to the March 14-29 rally, I’m clawing my way back. I’m almost back to $300 billion. Elizabeth, you will be mine again, one way or another.
I’m pleased to remind you that next week we enter earnings season. It starts off focused on banks, as it always does, but each successive week will get more exciting.
