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Zen Tracks [19] Lee Atwater: Te – Ni – Nee – Ni – Nu

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Zen Vision MTe-Ni-Nee-Ni-NuLee AtwaterRed Hot & Blue: Lee Atwater & Friends
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Tee RH&B up on my Zen Vision:M after two delicious nights eating RH&B pulled pork &etc, and I’ve got this number running through my head the whole rest of the day, if not longer.

Goes to show, even a Republican can have soul. (Can have. I didn’t say does, W.)

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Written by macheide

27 May 2008 at 1:19 pm

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Muddy Feet

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I’m not a day trader, nor will I ever be. And except in the case of very obvious immediate influences, like 9/11 or like when the Fed switches policy, I’m not inclined to call daily market moves. My semi-hard 13k ceiling and my very soft 12.5k floor are medium-term marks, both currently extending through this summer.

And I’ll set some longer-term targets shortly. For instance, given the fuel that pension fund divestments give to the short side of the market and given how long and how definite that fuel supply is, I’ll tentatively set my expectation for the market within the next 18 months to steer downward toward 10k.

That said, I’ll hazard a guess – pure guess, pretty much – that tomorrow will not be a very good day to be in the market. Since I characterize my “soft floor” as being like the seeming lack of floor beneath a swimming hole, where one eventually floats on the thick mud without actually reaching rock, let’s just say I expect our feet to be getting rather muddy this week, beginning tomorrow, following today’s post-Memorial Day testing to either side of balance.

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Written by macheide

27 May 2008 at 12:06 pm

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diseased

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i was trying to learn albanian, expressing th desire of learning it well enough to think in it. i had a huge book bound like a telephone book for my lessons. th single simple words i was learning for my initial lessons were several dozen pages into th text, after pages filled with very lengthy complex sentences thought to be intriguing enough to lure th student into th joy of th exploration of th language. i worked on writing up 3×5 cards to drill myself

i was in a rooftop swimming pool when i noticed th ß wading nearby. her face appeared splattered with blood. i offered to wipe th blood away, but she only turned away, saying it was not splattered blood, but rather permanent marks of th disease she had contracted on th private plane that she and tarin had commissioned

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Written by macheide

27 May 2008 at 4:04 am

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