Trend Following

The one aspect of my life in which I have submitted to being part of the masses is trading. Trend-following is probably the simplest way there is to passively siphon off cash from some sucker's account into your own. Especially for dim and lazy people like myself.

I'm sold. My deepest drawdown this year was about 50%. I don't know how I managed to claw it way back up to ground zero, before going on to turn a profit, but it happened. Thanks to the euro mess part I in July. Then QE2. Then euro mess part II over these few days.

30-pip moves? Pffft. Get out of town. Let's go for serious 200, 300, 500 pip action.

Btw my bloomberg terminal has been shopping-carted. By next week I'll have 4 screens in front of me force-feeding data into my brain at any minute of a trading day in the office.

After-Party

One of the best things to do after a party is sit around with everyone else from the night before and piece together a complete play-by-play of the events. Puttingthe entire messed up story together from beginning to end with multiple perspectives is the most hilarious thing. Surely, it also helps to have a camera.

Life

Treat every moment as if it were your last.

In the past weekend, I nearly died in a traffic accident that would have been entirely my fault.

"They say I'm cocky...

... and I say what???
it ain't bragging motherfucker if you back it up!"
-Golden words of wisdom from Kid Rock.

On a side note, I'm evolving into an asshole. I'm not sure if I can pinpoint when it began to happen. In fact I probably can't even say I am currently evolving, because I already am one. What I'm doing is simply maturing into a deeper asshole. The phase I'm undergoing can sorta be compared to a puberty of assholes.

That makes me very happy. But also, time to halt this development.