Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Storms Never Last ...


Storms never last do they, Baby?
Bad times all pass with the winds.
Your hand in mine stills the thunder.
You make the sun want to shine.

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Satisfaction

Few things are more satisfying than seeing your own children have teenagers of their own. -Doug Larson

Thanks to Bob Remple.

22 Rules of Trading


Dennis Gartman's 22 Rules of Trading
1. Never, under any circumstance add to a losing position.... ever! Nothing more need be said; to do otherwise will eventually
and absolutely lead to ruin!

2. Trade like a mercenary guerrilla. We must fight on the winning side and be willing to change sides readily when one side has
gained the upper hand.

3. Capital comes in two varieties: Mental and that which is in your pocket or account. Of the two types of capital, the mental is
the more important and expensive of the two. Holding to losing positions costs measurable sums of actual capital, but it costs
immeasurable sums of mental capital.

4. The objective is not to buy low and sell high, but to buy high and to sell higher. We can never know what price is "low." Nor
can we know what price is "high." Always remember that sugar once fell from $1.25/lb to 2 cent/lb and seemed "cheap" many
times along the way.

5. In bull markets we can only be long or neutral, and in bear markets we can only be short or neutral. That may seem self-evident;
it is not, and it is a lesson learned too late by far too many.

6. "Markets can remain illogical longer than you or I can remain solvent," according to our good friend, Dr. A. Gary Shilling.
Illogic often reigns and markets are enormously inefficient despite what the academics believe.

7. Sell markets that show the greatest weakness, and buy those that show the greatest strength. Metaphorically, when bearish,
throw your rocks into the wettest paper sack, for they break most readily. In bull markets, we need to ride upon the strongest
winds... they shall carry us higher than shall lesser ones.

8. Try to trade the first day of a gap, for gaps usually indicate violent new action. We have come to respect "gaps" in our nearly
thirty years of watching markets; when they happen (especially in stocks) they are usually very important.

9. Trading runs in cycles: some good; most bad. Trade large and aggressively when trading well; trade small and modestly when
trading poorly. In "good times," even errors are profitable; in "bad times" even the most well researched trades go awry. This is the
nature of trading; accept it.

10. To trade successfully, think like a fundamentalist; trade like a technician. It is imperative that we understand the fundamentals
driving a trade, but also that we understand the market's technicals. When we do, then, and only then, can we or should we, trade.

11. Respect "outside reversals" after extended bull or bear runs. Reversal days on the charts signal the final exhaustion of the bullish
or bearish forces that drove the market previously. Respect them, and respect even more "weekly" and "monthly," reversals.

12. Keep your technical systems simple. Complicated systems breed confusion; simplicity breeds elegance.

13. Respect and embrace the very normal 50-62% retracements that take prices back to major trends. If a trade is missed, wait
patiently for the market to retrace. Far more often than not, retracements happen... just as we are about to give up hope that they
shall not.

14. An understanding of mass psychology is often more important than an understanding of economics. Markets are driven by
human beings making human errors and also making super-human insights.

15. Establish initial positions on strength in bull markets and on weakness in bear markets. The first "addition" should also be
added on strength as the market shows the trend to be working. Henceforth, subsequent additions are to be added on retracements.

16. Bear markets are more violent than are bull markets and so also are their retracements.

17. Be patient with winning trades; be enormously impatient with losing trades. Remember it is quite possible to make large
sums trading/investing if we are "right" only 30% of the time, as long as our losses are small and our profits are large.

18. The market is the sum total of the wisdom ... and the ignorance...of all of those who deal in it; and we dare not argue with the
market's wisdom. If we learn nothing more than this we've learned much indeed.

19. Do more of that which is working and less of that which is not: If a market is strong, buy more; if a market is weak, sell more.
New highs are to be bought; new lows sold.

20. The hard trade is the right trade: If it is easy to sell, don't; and if it is easy to buy, don't. Do the trade that is hard to do and that
which the crowd finds objectionable. Peter Steidelmeyer taught us this twenty five years ago and it holds truer now than then.

21. There is never one cockroach! This is the "winning" new rule submitted by our friend, Tom Powell.

22. All rules are meant to be broken: The trick is knowing when... and how infrequently this rule may be invoked!

Monday, September 19, 2005

Out of the Mire ...

... and into the Choir!

He took me out of the mire into the choir,
Singing glory to His name;
When all hope was gone, Jesus came along,
And I’ll never, never be the same.

In To The Choir (speakers on?)

Update Sep 24:
The above link doesn't seem to be working. Into the Choir and other gospel music at MemoryLaneGospel.com. The site appears to be under renovation.

Most Embarrassing First Date

This was on the "Tonight Show" with Jay Leno. Jay went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had. The winner described her worst first date experience. There was absolutely no question as to why her tale took the
prize!

She said it was midwinter... snowing and quite cold... and the guy had taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City, Utah. It was a day trip (no overnight). They were strangers, after all, and truly had never met before. The outing was fun, but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon. They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte. They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a while. Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her pee beside the road, or it would be the front seat of his car.
They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started. In the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself. Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking. All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation. Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car's fender. Thoughts of tongues frozen to pump handles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem due to the extreme cold. Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humour of the moment, she answered her date's concerns about "what is taking so long" with a reply that indeed, she was "freezing her butt off and in need of some assistance!" He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem. Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal! Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free. So, as she looked the other way, her first-time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender. As the audience screamed in laughter, she took the Tonight Show prize hands down.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Sabbath Grace Fellowship


The 1st Response Disaster Team departed from Orlando on Monday, August 29 in route to help Katrina victims. After a nonstop 15 hour drive, including detours, we arrived in Biloxi, Mississippi. There was no power, no water, no sewer, no gas, nothing. With the direction of the local police we set up operations in a local mall parking lot and immediately began serving coffee and refreshments to the rescue and police officers who had been pulling bodies out of rubble and live victims out of trees.
By daybreak of Tuesday people began streaming to our sit for hot meals, coffee and water. We served nonstop day and night for the next two days, bringing a small degree of relief to thousands. For most, it was the first meal in two days. We returned to Orlando 5:30 AM Thursday after our fuel, water and food was depleted.

Related Topic: Post Katrina Postcard

Friday, September 16, 2005

Bill Bailey


Photo found here ...
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.

_Speakers on ?_
Bill Bailey, is you sore?

Deferred Success


> If your children come home with reports suggesting they have been asleep for most of the last school year, do not label them as failures. They have been merely "deferring success". Failure, says Liz Beattie, a retired primary school teacher, is a word that should be deleted from the classroom dictionary, because it can put children off learning. -Guardian

> Education Secretary Ruth Kelly has dismissed suggestions that the concept of "failure" should be removed from school in favour of "deferred success".

She said she gave the idea - which will be discussed at a teachers' conference - "nought out of 10". -BBC

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Hercules


The 10ft Liger who's still growing...
He looks like something from a prehistoric age or a fantastic creation from Hollywood. But Hercules is very much living flesh and blood - as he proves every time he opens his gigantic mouth to roar. Part lion, part tiger, he is not just a big cat but a huge one,standing 10ft tall on his back legs. Called a liger, in reference to his crossbreed parentage, he is the largest of all the cat species.

On a typical day he will devour 20lb of meat, usually beef or chicken, and is capable of eating 100lb at a single setting. At just three years old, Hercules already weighs half a ton.
Truth or Fiction.

Pastor Joe Wright's Prayer

When Pastor Joe Wright was asked to open the new session of the Kansas Senate, everyone was expecting the usual politically correct generalities. But what they heard instead was a stirring prayer, passionately calling our country to repentance and righteousness.

The response was immediate - with a number of legislators walking out during the prayer. In six short weeks Central Christian Church logged more than 5,000 phone calls, with only 47 of those calls responding negatively.

Commentator Paul Harvey aired Pastor Joe Wright's prayer on the radio and received a larger response to this program than any other program Paul Harvey has ever aired.
In addition, Central Christian Church is now receiving international requests for copies of this prayer from India, Africa, and Korea.

The prayer is reprinted below:

Heavenly Father, we come before You today to ask Your forgiveness and seek Your direction and guidance. We know Your Word says, "Woe on those who call evil good," but that's exactly what we have done. We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and inverted our values.

We confess that:
We have ridiculed the absolute truth of Your Word and called it pluralism;
We have worshiped other gods and called it multi-culturalism;
We have endorsed perversion and called it an alternative lifestyle;
We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery;
We have neglected the needy and called it self-preservation;
We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare;
We have killed our unborn and called it choice;
We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable;
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem;
We have abused power and called it political savvy;
We have coveted our neighbor's possessions and called it ambition;
We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression;
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.

Search us, O God, and know our hearts today;
try us and see if there be some wicked way in us;
cleanse us from every sin and set us free.

Guide and bless these men and women who have been sent here by the people of Kansas, and who have been ordained by You, to govern this great state.

Grant them Your wisdom to rule and may their decisions direct us to the center of Your will.

I ask it in the name of Your Son, the Living Savior, Jesus Christ.
Amen.

Truth or Fiction

Josh Norman

Eye Of The Storm - some great photos of Biloxi and area.

Honourable mention 1/ The Baptists are here in force. It's very impressive.

Honourable mention 2/ This cavalry came from Texas.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

2005 Precipitation

By the time the weekend is over, my area will have accumulated close to two feet of rain this season. This must be some sort of record.

O Holy Nite


It's blogger's heaven tonite,
Chilly and damp, weather wise.
A very good time to 'puterize!

I love Christmas songs. But usually by about December 20 I'm already Christmassed out from radio and tv over-play.

Tonight, this seems apropos. (speakers on)?

_Here_ are variations of melody.

AA (attitude adjustment)

A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by saying only polite words, playing soft music and doing anything else he could think of to clean up the bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hands, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer.

For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said, "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior."

John was stunned. As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird continued, "May I ask what the turkey did?"

W Maxfield, Stow, Massachusetts

Friday, September 09, 2005

The Eighteen Bottles

I had eighteen bottles of whiskey in my cellar and was told by my wife to empty the contents of each and every bottle down the sink, or else... I said I would and proceeded with the unpleasant task.

I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and pured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank.

I then withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it, with the exception of one glass, which I drank.

I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whiskey down the sink which I drank.

I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank.

I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass.

I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle. Then I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour.

When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses in one bottle, which I drank.

I'm not under tha affluence of incohol as some tinkle peep I am. I'm not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don't know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Sad Day in Standard


Andrew John Patterson, 21, of Standard died in Foothills Hospital from injuries he sustained when his red GMC Jimmy hit the back of a grain truck at approximately 9 p.m. on Friday on Highway 575, approximately 4.83 kilometres west of Nacmine. The impact caused the SUV to spin almost 180 degrees before coming to a complete stop. The accident occurred almost directly in front of the Kirkpatrick grain elevator.

Thanks to: ValleyTimes

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

George J.

Airline Maintenance


After every flight, Quantas pilots fill out a form, called a "gripe sheet", which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems, document their repairs on the form, and then pilots
review the gripe sheets before the next flight.

Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humour. Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by Quantas pilots and the solutions recorded by maintenance engineers.

By the way, Quantas is the only major airline that has never had an accident.

(P= The problem logged by the pilot.)
(S= The solution and action taken by mechanics.)

P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement.
S: Almost replaced left inside main tire.

P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.
S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.

P: Something loose in cockpit.
S: Something tightened in cockpit.

P: Dead bugs on windshield.
S: Live bugs on back-order.

P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent.
S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.

P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.
S: Evidence removed.

P: DME volume unbelievably loud.
S: DME volume set to more believable level.

P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.
S: That's what they're for.

P: IFF inoperative.
S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.

P: Suspected crack in windshield.
S: Suspect you're right.

P: Number 3 engine missing.
S: Engine found on right wing after brief search.

P: Aircraft handles funny.
S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.

P: Target radar hums.
S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics

P: Mouse in cockpit.
S: Cat installed.

P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer.
S: Took hammer away from midget.

Comment: Qantas isn't spelled Quantas.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Oh! Dem Golden Slippers

Vernon Dalhart

Oh my golden slippers
Am alaid away,
Kase I don't 'spect to wear 'em
Till my wedding day,
An' my long tail'd coat,
Dat I lov'd so well,
I will wear up in de chariot in de morn.
An my long white robe
Dat I bo't last June,
I'm gwine to git chang'd
Kase it fits too soon,
An de old gray hoss
Dat I used to drive,
I will hitch him to de chariot in de morn

Giraffe

Here's a funny ...

Thanks to gummy.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Keep the Shiny Side Up


This Westcan Bulk Transport Ltd. semi truck overturned during a heavy rainstorm along Highway 9 south of Drumheller last Tuesday. The temporary dirt road turned slick with the bentonite soil and the bulk fuel tanker came to the west end of the construction and slid into the ditch. No one was hurt and none of the 44,000 L of gasoline was spilled. No charges were laid by Drumheller RCMP. Highway 9 was closed for a few hours while crews came in to right the truck and clean up the accident site.

Thanks to Valley Times

Wilbur on the Phone

It was Saturday afternoon, branding had gone really well, two hundred and twenty-five calves branded, vaccinated, de-horned, castrated and ear-tagged without so much as a kick on the chin.

The crew were having a Bud and a little rest before saying bye y'all 'till Casey's branding on Wednesday.

The cell phone laying on the tail gate rang and Wilbur picked it up.

"Hi honey, how's it going? Are you almost done branding?"

Wil: "Yep. We're just wrapping up the loose ends."

"I'm in town and looking at this beautiful saddle. It's only thirty-five hundred dollars! Think it'd be okay if I picked it up?"

Wil: "Well sure. If it's what you really want, go ahead."

"Oh you're a doll! You know, across the street at the dealership there's a bright sort of mauve looking one ton dually that would handle the horse trailer with no problem and they only want fifty-five thousand ... "

Wil: "That's certainly not cheap, but if we're paying that much just make sure it has all the optional equipment."

"And honey, you remember that acreage in the foothills we looked at a while ago - the one with the long winding driveway, the riding arena and the Spanish style hacienda? The price has been reduced to only nine hundred and fifty thousand and I think we have enough in the account to make a down payment."

Wil: "That'll be fine. Just be sure to leave a few grand in the account so we can eat tomorrow."

"Ha Ha Ha, you have a great sense of humor! Bye bye hon - love ya."

Wil: "You too - bye."

Then Wilbur held the phone high in the air and asked, "Who does this phone belong to"?

Friday, September 02, 2005

Korn Feeld Luv


A farmer, in place of posting a newspaper advertisement to search for a mate, resorted to planting a message in a cow pasture in 50-foot letters made from corn stalks.

The message, planted by Pieter DeHond, a 41-year-old divorced father of two, read: "S.W.F Got-2 (love symbol) Farm'n." (or Single White Female Got to Love Farming). Underneath was a long arrow pointing to his house.

"I wouldn't place a personal ad in the paper. To me it seems desperate," he said, laughing. "This is more of a fun thing. I put this out in a field where nobody could see it unless you flew over it. The folks here in Canandaigua are always asking me why I don't have a wife, and I was just kinda playing a game with them, that's all."

Link: Click here ...

Truckers


Two days after Hurricane Katrina struck the oil-laden Gulf Coast, many of the nation's truck drivers are encountering unprecedented fuel rationing as they brace for a spike in prices.

Wayne Kitchen, a Greer, S.C.-based driver for Bavarian Motor Transport, told WorldNetDaily he hasn't seen a shortage of this kind in his 30 years in the industry.

Link: Click here ...

Thursday, September 01, 2005

I Believe in You (really)

I don't believe in superstars,
Organic food and foreign cars.
I don't believe the price of gold;
The certainty of growing old.
That right is right and left is wrong,
That north and south can't get along.
That east is east and west is west.
And being first is always best.

Don Williams