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No one likes getting mail from the IRS. I’m not different, and I suspect that you, like me, has a heart that skips a beat when one of those love letters shows up in his mailbox.
I’ve become numb to it, however. Why? Simple: because I get the same two letters, month after month, and year after year, for years. One letter looks like this:
God, this market is annoying. Seriously.
The bulls pushed, and pushed, and pushed things higher, zipping things into the green briefly after the open. What pisses me off is that I actually got stopped out of a few positions – XOP, COP, MTDR – and then, as God intended, everything puked.
Greeting from our nation’s capital. Yes, Bear Force One and Air Force One are parked side-by-side, as I engage in a final whirlwind trip, this one measuring only thirty hours. All will be back to normal Tuesday morning, and Duke and I look forward to that.
Over the course of the evening, equities have softened, although by a very disappointing amount considering all the renewed Let’s Get China saber-rattling. (I would also note I am composing this little piece three hours before the opening bell, so don’t throw your wireless mouse at me if your chart looks different).
