Thursday, September 16, 2004
Wonderbread, twinkies and greek gods panning for gold
I can't possibly write. right. I've given in to the dark side and thrown myself at the mercy of two concerns that have a distinct possibility of being no more within the next two weeks. Of course, on the other hand, those little pieces of paper that I have bought also have the distinct possibility of being worth much more in a few weeks time. And that, I suppose, is quite simply, my bet. it will all be clear soon I'm sure and the seconds are ticking by even as I write this, but until I awake to read a headline inferring my doom or my salvation, I must consume myself in understanding interest coverage ratios and convertible hedges and all of that which I need to know so that i don't lose my shirt. I think I'm right.
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