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Friday, July 28, 2023

Time For Some Music And Perhaps A Lot Of Music -- LOL -- Nothing About The Music -- June 20, 2023

Locator: 44990MUSIC.

Skip this one, except to scroll through the music.

Wow, I'm in a bad mood. Nothing to do with the market, nothing to do with what I write about or what interests me. It's personal. We all have those moments, days. 

For me, it's like a switch clicking on. It will switch off if I start listening to music.

Same thing with depression. My periods of depression come on without warning -- much like headaches that migraine sufferers suffer -- and then they go away. My periods of depression -- same thing -- no warning ... and then two or three days later, gone.

I've never taken medications for "anything." Don't take that out of context. I've had an occasional Tylenol. I even went through the baby aspirin phase for awhile, measured in weeks, I suppose. So I don't take medication for my periods of depression, and I'm unaware of medication for anger management of the typical kind.

Anyway, enough of that. 

Music.

Then some rambling on the blog. I'm already feeling better. The anger dissipates quickly.   

Having said that, wow, I couldn't be happier with the market or the economy right now.  I'm really, really curious, excited, to see how the month of June plays out. I find it really fascinating.  

I'm not a trader.  I'm putting together a portfolio that the grandchildren should really appreciate. 

I'm leaving "mountains" of material on this blog as well as other blogs as well as in word documents as well as handwritten journals explaining what I was thinking when I invested in a particular company.  So, even if things don't go as well as planned, they know that what I was doing was thought out. 

Thought out, right, wrong, or indifferent. 

I couldn't be happier with my portfolio and my investing plan. Finally. After investing since 1984, I finally feel I have it right. I have no "dogs" in my portfolio. Some won't do as well as others; some won't do well at all. But they aren't "dogs." If they were "dogs" I would get rid of them. I won't know they are "dogs" until ... well ... they're "dogs." LOL.

You know, that song reminds me of this one.

Maybe there's something there, maybe there isn't. But they seem to connect.


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The Magazine Page

Lots of reading material arrived today!

First, Claremont Review of Books.

Second, The Atlantic.

Third, The New Yorker.

Fourth, Schwab's Onward."

And then a few other things.

Freight train, freight train, going so fast.


The album cover might offer some clues.

And, surprisingly, there was one:

 
One more, and then I will quit.

All these things are gone.

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