Wednesday Homestretch

After nearly 2 1/2 weeks of blogging, I took a well-deserved week off.  Recharged the batteries.

Took the family down South to a cabin in the Smoky Mountains that had no cable or WiFi.  I was more separated from the outside world than I have ever been, and it felt fucking great.

My kids hated it, but last time I checked none of them had jobs, so they really do not count… And I believe that whole-heartedly.

The guy who rented us the cabin said it was near a river where they filmed part of “Deliverance”, but I think he was just fucking with me.  And I am glad to report, I was not brutally raped in the woods by a group of inbred hillbillies.

I will write a more detailed take on the trip after I bang out this Homestretch. Will probably hit in the AM.  I am also fucking around with a piece on Rick James that is making me happy as I write it, so I might post that first.  Who the fuck knows?… There really are no rules.

Seem like the markets were stable while I was gone.  Monday was a little ugly, but otherwise the moves were relatively benign considering the continued tensions caused every time Trump opens his mouth.  I like the move GE made yesterday… After being in the Dow for over a century, they were being officially replaced by Walgreens, and instead of wallowing in their own shit the day of the replacement, the cash-strapped former blue chip took the opportunity to announce that they were spinning off their healthcare biz AND selling their stake in oil and gas company Baker Hughes.  As a result, shares jumped more than 8%… Their biggest one day gain in over three years.  Still a piece of shit company, but you gotta admire their pluck.  It’s like an old man telling his kids to go fuck themselves in his will.

That actually reminds me… Jerry Lewis shut his first wife and their 6 kids out of his will.  He was married to her for 35 years, openly admitted to cheating on her back when he was whoring around with Dean Martin, had 6 kids with her, and then shut them all out.  Left everything to his second wife… That is a fucking bold move, by a notorious jerkoff.

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Two more Jerry Lewis facts before I talk about the market a little more: He claimed to have banged Marilyn Monroe (who didn’t?), and said he lost his virginity at age 12 to a stripper that performed with a snake (who didn’t?).

Oil has been bouncing around a fair amount since the OPEC meeting end of last week, and crude up again today towards its highest level since 2014 as domestic supplies notched their biggest weekly drop of the year so far, and concerns over U.S. threats to sanction countries that don’t stop importing oil from Iran by November 4th.

Tonight- Earnings from Bed Bath, Pier One and Nike, and I am drinking with a bunch of assholes I used to trade Utilities with.

Thursday- Walgreens reports earnings, as does Conagra, which just bought Pinnacle for $11 billion, and we get Comprehensive Capital Analysis and Review stress tests results at 4:30.

Friday- Is going to be a fucking brutal summer Friday.  Looks like it’ll be low 90’s and sunny… Grab a sick day.

I am still trying to work out the kinks with publishing pics from my phone.  I tried to do it last week, and failed miserable.  So before I try it again tomorrow, I am going to try it here with pictures from my last vacation.

I took my family down to Virginia, and for some reason I took my pants down and pretended to shit in various places of interest along the way.

I am trying to post 3 in a row, and if they don’t show up, will someone I know please hit me on my cell?  I will have a tech guy work backwards on what you are not seeing, because I cant figure it out.

We were in a Spy Museum in DC and I pretended to dump in the replica cell that maybe Al Capone was incarcerated in.

Someone parked a 3 wheel motorbike on a busy street outside of the bar I was day-drinking in down the shore, so I took my pants down and sat on it.

Took the kids to Colonial Williamsburg and pretended to shit in a 200 year old toilet.

Not sure why I had that shitting thread running through the trip, but the security guard at Colonial Williamsburg freaked out on me, so I retired that idea right then and there.

Take a report.

-Large