Greetings from South Lake Tahoe's Starbucks, where I am set up out of sheer desperation. I am supposed to be at beautiful Fallen Leaf Lake, but as my last post made clear, the jeanyus who does their network can't seem to get his act together, so instead I'm hunched over two laptops. All the same, I am grateful that I've got Internet connectivity.
I am not sure if I'm going to (pathetically) camp out here for the trading day, or if I'll simply update my stops and go back to camp. Suffice it to say that Slope may be very erratic today (no new posts, possibly) unless Leisa is available and shores things up, as she's been doing most of the week, for which I am grateful.
This morning's reaction to the jobs report (which I got in fits and starts, obviously; you should have seen me careening my car through the woods to get out of the wilderness…….) was spasmodic, to say the least. The /ES is also over the freaking place. What fascinated – and heartened – me was that the bizarre hard spike up stopped abruptly at the horizontal resistance line I had already drawn. Neat!
Just to beat a dead horse, I am not sure what the day is going to be like for me. I'm driving the family home tomorrow morning, and the 3-day holiday weekend is going to be very light on Slope. In any case, if I don't get a chance to say so, Happy Independence Day, and if you decide to drink today, please trade responsibly.
