Hot Cider On A Cold Night
I haven’t been writing much lately. Lots going on. Bought a house. Remodeling before I move in. I have a picture of my Acura TL with 1200 lbs of ceramic tile in it I’ll upload one day. Low Ri-der don’t use no gas now, Low Ri-der don’t drive too fast.
Parasites still pursuing their lawsuit, but it’s being delayed due to some “bigger money” cases, which I take to be good news.
Have had multiple awesome job offers in a short period of time, may yet find the perfect combo of pay, schedule and autonomy and finally leave The Hospital.
Right now, I’m sipping my favorite Hot Drink for a Cold Night (it dropped over 40 degrees in just a few hours last night). Unfortunately I can’t reveal the super-secret family recipe.

(Note this is not the famous cider promoted on the Bob and Tom show by the Dickens company…)
One of these and a bit of reading Vonnegut or Watts or Pirsig, and a crappy day becomes a very relaxing and pleasant evening.
Oh, and the market-
As I wrote last month, I took what was left of my account (mostly drained due to legal and home-buying circumstances) and loaded up on PUTS. The RSI(4) method I developed last Spring and Summer was screaming “short,” and I was just ready to get on with it, one way or the other. As mentioned, on October 5-10, I bought PUTS on QQQQ

I bought PUTS on GE

And, of course, I had to buy PUTS on AAPL

After time decay, the AAPLs ended up in the red, but the GEs and the Qs did ok. I did not manage to blow up.
Which brings me to my newly discovered rule of how the market works: The Market does not want you to lose money; it simply wants to foil any plan you have, which just coincidentally usually is a plan to MAKE money.
Monday afternoon (I have witnesses who hate my guts), I had had all I could take, the RSI was screaming again, and I flipped out of all the PUTS and fully into CALLS on the Qs. I actually entered very near the bottom of that candle:

I fought the overwhelming urge to sell those CALLS Tuesday on that Long White Candle, staying with the odds that after such a run the market would gap up Wednesday morning. It did, and I sold almost immediately. Nearly 200% in a day and a half.
I actually was so “in the groove” that I flipped again and bought a half position of PUTS Wednesday morning, but I had to go lay ceramic tile (see new home reference above), and sold them before lunch for a small gain, 20% I think. Guess if I had held them you’d be seeing the Snoopy picture again.
Anyway, I discovered, or rather remembered, why the different jobs and a few thousand more dollars working for someone else still doesn’t appeal to me…. because my time with my daughters is paramount, and as for income, this is my passion, this is where I want to make my living. As a guy I love dearly said in a trading interview last year,
The autonomy. It’s all on you. No one else to take the blame when you mess up, no one to steal the glory when you shine. YOU are the rate-limiting step, or to paraphrase Seinfeld, the master of your domain. I think trading attracts doggedly-independent individuals for that reason.

LP said,
November 16, 2007 @ 8:58 am
Can’t wait for you to get that friggin better job with better pay and yes that better schedule. I have plans big plans. It include a yatch for us to go fishing on. However, if I fall in the water you may have to save me. My wifey may not let you dock.
Anyway, I’m waiting for things to settle down, so that I can see more of your writing and you trading. Also I would like to huddle up and work on some strategery.
LP said,
November 16, 2007 @ 9:07 am
BTW do a deserve a yacht if I spell it wrong or will I have to stick with a yatch.
Hmm a yacht or a Beeyatch
Will said,
November 17, 2007 @ 10:55 pm
Thanks LP. Got the pay, looking to trade it for better hours and more time off. Swing Trading for a living would be just about right
That would leave some predictable fishing and yachting (or Beeyatching) time! As for the “not letting you dock,” for some reason that reminds me of my ex…
Soon, buddy. Soon. Boat Drinks.