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Saturday, October 30, 2004

  Behold the powers of technical analysis! I have bought shares of Southwest Airlines at 14.26 a share on October 18th. Now according to the chart the five day met the twenty day on Friday the 15th. Of course, I didn't buy then and I was nervous about buying on the 18th after the large jump in price.
  It stayed flat for a couple of days and then it rose. It has risen $1.51 since I bought it. Now if I sold out now, that would be a ten percent gain. (Actually a little more, but let's keep it simple.) Of course, the plan says that I should not. I may lose some of this money. I may make more. It's hard to tell. That's the way of the stock market. Of course according to technical analysis I would sell out somewhere around 14.40.
  That 14 cents would be a one percent gain. If I get one percent a month, that's twelve percent a year. I only get ten percent on tax deeds. (Or that's what Tennessee pays out. Some states are higher. The book I've linked does not apply to Tennessee.)
  Anyway, I can't wait to see what happens next week. They are predicting that the price of oil will drop next week. Of course, Southwest has optioned quite a bit of it's fuel prices over the next few years, so who knows how that will affect things if the price of oil goes up.
  Really, it's all speculation anyway. And that's what technical analysis is all about, playing the crowd.
  Later folks.

Friday, October 29, 2004

  I've been reading The Dark Tower. I've read it about a quarter of it and I'm thinking "Gee whiz. They've still got a lot of stuff to work out here."
  I got to see The Grudge while I was on vacation. I have to admit that I was surprised. It turned out to be a pretty good movie. It took some time to figure out what was going on. I kept looking for a connection like a chain letter like The Ring. Of course, it wasn't as good as The Ring. The Grudge was suspensful but the plot is much better in The Ring. You should probably see both.
  Shaun of the Dead will be available on December 21, 2004. I thought you should know. Cause I know you want to buy it.
  that's all I've got for today. I'm going to go back to The Dark Tower.
  Later folks.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

  Hey folks, I'm back. Tired. Didn't do as much as I should have. I was there help the parent-matics move, but unfortunately, we moved the washer, the drier, clothes, seven pieces of furniture, and four or five boxes. We also painted the doors. We only put back up the two bathroom doors.
  Good night, folks.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

  Well, I've spent most of the day with the Matics. Momma-matic and poppa-matic just closed on a new house. I can't imagine what it's been like for her parents. They've had to deal with seven people crammed into their small house for the past few months. Just a few hours with the Baby-matics is enough to wear me out. I like the kids, but I am really glad they aren't mine.
  The funniest incident was when we went to the local Wal-mart. Momma-matic was pushing Baby-matic 2003. Baby-matic 2002 was watching the dancing Santa on display there. Baby-matic 2000 thought that we were leaving. She had seen the Santa on the way in and thought that everyone else had as well. I followed 2000 until she stopped and looked across the entrance. I followed her gaze to a ride shaped like an SUV. I grabbed her and picked her up just as her legs started to move. One stranger coming in the door laughed and said, "Nice grab." I'm not sure why it seemed so funny to me. I guess he got to see my whole thought process on my face.
  Still tired from the flight. Settled back into the room early and finished off the pizza I got last night.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

  Well, I made it without incident. There were no terrorists. Of course, I am very tired, so I think that I am ready for bed. I got some pizza and cranberry juice. I worked it out pretty good. I'm only a few miles from the airport and a few miles from the Baby-matics. Thanks to Southwest for the great deal on the non-stop flight and Orbitz for the room and the car.
  I found out that a old co-worker, Butch, is living just a short distance in some city called Hope Mills. I'll try to contact her and her husband, Norman, through her text messages.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

  Okay, I wasn't being sportsmanlike yesterday. But if there is one person that I don't want to be like is the Sportsman. Of course, I didn't play the depressing music. There is no reason for me to make everyone else suffer by listening to my depressing music. (Well, it's only depressing if you are already depressed.) Singing Kaw-liga at the top of my lungs on the way to work helped quite a bit.
  I go on vacation tomorrow, so here's to hoping that a terrorist doesn't try to take over the plane. If one does, I guess I'll have to kill him.

Monday, October 18, 2004

  Things like this make me hate sports. No not the fact the Yankees lost. Not the fact that it went twelve innings. I'm sure it was a heck of a game. Not even the fact that this Mariano Rivera, who is supposed to be a very good closer, lost the game.
  Heck, I don't even care enough about sports enough to dislike them.
  It's the fact that this marathon of a game lasted long enough that I had to hear it on the radio for several hours at work last night. I guess that the Yankees are paying their players to dang much to afford a TV network AND an FM radio station.
  Do you know why man invented FM radio? Cause AM sucks. I got to listen last night as a fellow employee picked out choice phrases between what sounded like to me, a jet engine and two other radio stations overlapping.
  Another co-worker actually found some aluminum foil and attached it to the antenna to make a dish about a foot wide. Yet still it sounded just as crappy.
  So crappy that three people actually asked me what we were trying to listen to.
  My answer? Cambodia.
  I hate sports nuts. As if you are going to hear the game of the lifetime at work and say to your grandchildren, "I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sweeping the floor at the same time they were sweeping the pennant." Or some other crappy job like that. If it is so dang important, call in sick. You're not working anyway.
  The funniest part was when I think that they figured out that I was turning it off every time I walked by the radio. Eventually it got to the point that no one would leave me alone with it. I wish that they had though. One more time and I would have stolen the cord.
  Don't worry though. I'll get to have some fun. If they leave me alone with the radio tonight, I'll be playing the good stuff. I'll be playing selections from my own personal collection of country music. And to me, it ain't no good if it doesn't make you want to drink.

Sunday, October 17, 2004

  I've got a first. There's a new girl at BTCA. She's bisexual. I don't think that I've ever worked with a bisexual. Well, the problem is Weslee has no idea. We work with a lesbian who was one day lamenting her love life. Nothing specific obviously because he said, "Don't worry, XXXXX, you'll find a good man someday."
  At which point every one looked at each other and thought, "Does Weslee know? I mean butch cut, never talks about men. I guess it's possible to be wrong." Upon hearing this I broke the news. He was still surprised to find out.
  Well, I told Weslee that this new girl is bisexual. He looked at me shocked.
  "She's a man?"

Saturday, October 16, 2004

  So here's what happened. I had not received a bill for the taxes due on a property that I received in February. Last tuesday after much thought (and a search in my folders), I realized that I had not picked up my final decree confirming sale. It had been eight months. What was I thinking? Not much apparently.
  Well I drove to the court house and asked about it. They seemed very cool about it. I paid them the ten bucks. I paid less than forty bucks to register it in my name. I even went by the trustee's office to pay an additional thousand dollars for the tax bill I did not receive. I got some weird looks when I said that I had bought a property in which I thought owed property taxes. I guess they figured that they shouldn't complain if I were paying a stranger's tax bill. It's not like I am trying to cheat them. I probably couldn't if I wanted to do so. They let me pay and sent me on my merry way.
  Other than that the day was uneventful. I got stuck in a traffic jam that took so long that I got to jump start the car in the next lane. It seems that that she had been running her AC without running her engine. I also went to the mall and bought some shoes. My current pair are starting to come apart at the seems.
  But man, I felt like a doofus. Here I am trying to tell you, the reader, how to do this stuff, and I miss one of the most important steps.
  So until next time...

Friday, October 15, 2004

  Okay, here's the deal. When you buy a property in a tax auction, here's what happens. Let us say you bought the property at the auction on a January first.
  You have to pay for the property in five business days. This is when you start to collect interest. You get an unsigned copy of the final decree confirming sale.
  February 13: There will be a court date in which the chancellor approves the sale. This begins your countdown of the year. You now own the property.
  February: 20: You pay ten dollars for a copy of the final decree confirming sale. You take that to the register of deeds (cause it IS your deed) and register it in your name.
  February 14 (the next year): You own the property free and clear. Time to get the place ready for what you plan to do with it.
  Now let's imagine that some one comes in and decides to redeem it. There are several people who can do this. Descendents and lien holders are the main two. You have to give it to them, but they have to pay you back plus interest. In Tennessee that's ten percent per annum.
  After I was informed of the this I said, "Per what?"
  Per annum means over the course of the year. Now lets say that your property gets redeemed on August 13. That's six months and five percent interest. It's probably not right, but let's not get bogged down with math.
  August 13: The bank turns in the same amount of money you paid plus five percent interest. Interest accumulation stops. You have thirty days to turn in additional receipts.
  September 12: You have turned in your receipt for the ten dollar final decree, your receipt for registering it at the register of deeds, and any other receipts you have. These might include additional property taxes, things you had to fix for code violations, code violations, or many other things. These things you collect no interest on. They have thirty days to pay you.
  October 12: Hopefully you've been paid and then you've got your money waiting to be spent again. And you've gotten an additional five percent on your initial amount.
  If any of this goes wrong, then you may be in for a big head ache. You may also be in for additional interest. Either way, you're still getting better money than what the bank would pay you.
  Now that you know, good luck. I'll tell you tomorrow what stupid thing I did that I realized last Tuesday. (Well, except that everything was closed Monday because it was Columbus Day.)

Thursday, October 14, 2004

  I'm sure that if you've read about this. It's a bra from Victoria Secret being modeled by Tyra Banks. The bra has a seventy carat diamond in the middle and sells for ten million dollars.
  Now I understand why so many people are talking about invading a rack.
  If you've got this much money to spend supporting a couple of boobs, may I remind you we have an election coming up.
  A ten million dollar bra?! What's Victoria's secret then? A solid platinum IUD?
  Feel free to add your own or steal any of these punch lines.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

  Well, I'm going on vacation next week. I'll be in North Carolina visiting the baby-matics. If you remember they moved out there (parents as well) earlier this year. I probably won't be getting a job at a haunted house. When I asked at the prison they said that they had a list of seventy people. I guess I won't be planning my vacation around Halloween next year. Don't be surprised if the posting drops off.
  Later folks.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

  In other news, oil hit a new high. Seems that gas prices won't be going down anytime soon. Now, I'm no enviromentalist, but it seems to me that getting 18 to 24 miles per gallon isn't going to cut it anymore. That's the small car category. Forget the SUV's. I don't mean to crack on SUV's. I know some people have legitimate uses for them, but not soccer moms.
  This could wind up like the seventies. Long gas lines. American car makers taking one on the chin because they have been making too many land yachts. Of course, American car makers may not be the only ones. If you look, half of those worst vehicles on the list are not American.
  But of course, I don't want to mess with safety. Because you are safer when you drive a tank. Tanks are what these people need. Yeah. Then they could have all the towing capacity that they may need. They can be converted to hold ten or twelve people. Yeah, tanks. We could call it the Ford Explosion.

Monday, October 11, 2004

  I'm sure you've heard the news. I was shocked to hear of Supes passing. I figured that if anybody had the chutzpah to overcome paralysis, it would be him. I could post some cheesy lyrics to some Crash Test Dummies song, but I think I'll pass.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

  Wow, looks like we had a bit of excitement in Nashville last Thursday. We had a terrorist foiled. He was trying to buy weapons for a personal jihad. The funny thing is that he tried to buy them at Krispy Kreme donuts. Ah, another terrorist brought down by good old American decadence. Don't try to fight it boys. Just give up on Allah and join the rest of us in our shameful existence.

Thursday, October 07, 2004

  Called out of work last night. I called for the boss and one of my coworkers answered. Turns out that the boss is not there. Well, I know that his boss is not there. He's on vacation this week. None of the other bosses know my real name. Most of the bosses don't know my real name. I was to be given an award for my five year anniversary and they asked all the first shifters if they knew this person. Only one did. Only because he has worked at BTCA as long as I have. Sometimes I wonder what holds this place together.
  I know that there are a couple of hundred people that work at BTCA, but I think that I am the only one with the last name of Walker. Couldn't somebody recognize my last name?
  Sometimes I wonder what keeps the place from falling apart.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

  I hope everybody plans to watch the vice presidential debate tonight. Because it's very important in deciding whom to vote for. Because of all the important work that he does.
  Okay, that's sarcasm. Heck, we haven't even known where Cheney has been half of the past four years. Theoretically he presides over the congress, but other than that...
  Well, you should probably watch anyway. It might be funny.
  In light of the recent news about the Expos moving to Washington D.C., it reminded me of a bit from Rocky and Bullwinkle Seasons 1-2. It's when they fly the mountain of upsidasium to the Atlantic coast. They are greeted by cheering crowds who are excited about the new element located in the mountain.
Bullwinkle: Who are all those people, Rocky?
Rocky: Lots of them are Washington senators, Bullwinkle.
Bullwinkle: Where's their baseball suits?
Rocky: No, no. These are real senators. They can't play baseball.
Bullwinkle: I know. They got no pitchers.
  That's all I've got today folks. I've got to go. While writing this, my friend, Breanne, called, and I'm off to help him move into his new place. I guess, I can listen to the debates later. Au revoir.

Monday, October 04, 2004

  Ugh, I'm sick. Actually it's just a little scratch back in the throat. The problem is that this is the first time I've had a cold this year. And since I haven't been eating beef, I can't get a jalapeno burger from Sonic. I guess I'll have to go to Papa John's and get a pizza. It's going to be hard to go without the old homeopathic remedies. Maybe a little pizza and OJ will work as well.
  I sure hope so.
  Did you get to see the debates? If you didn't, you can listen to them over the internet. If you want to download them, you can download Audible.com's software. I didn't want to do that, so I looked for a second link. If anybody knows where I can download an MP3, could somebody let me know?
  Well, Spaceship one made it. They win the X Prize. Of course, it's a little ironic that on this day in 1957, Russia launched Sputnik, the first man made object to leave the atmosphere. There's a lot of talk about running a tour bus, creating a new company called virgin galactic, and above all a lot of show boating. There is also a lot of talk that private enterprise did what NASA does for much cheaper. Of course, the argument is that a short 12 years after sputnik, we landed on the moon. Let's see what private enterprise can do there.
  That's all I got today folks. I've got to go see how much I lost in the stock market today. Later.

Sunday, October 03, 2004

  So, I was going to update the blog, and I noticed a blog called "Stock Trading Portal." Now, I'm not going to help them out because it's simply a list of links with different words trying to promote a website. Somebody is smart enough to learn this trick, but I can't say that I like it. If you want to see it, then "booger." I'll list them under "booger" because doing a real word would help their search engine rankings.
  Of course, I don't mind helping myself out. Because it's hard to find a blog about stock investing. I mean if you do a search for the words invest and blog, the most popular of the sites are about the "blog market." Which basically a site that ranks the popularity of blogs. It has nothing to do with investing.
  Of course, it's been a month since I wrote anything about technical analysis. (If you want to learn more then look at the sidebar.)
  This also means that there may be another post about the stock market coming up soon. If I can work it out, then you can expect to see it. I'll have to see what happens.
  But really, this post is just blatant self promotion.

Saturday, October 02, 2004

  I've got great news! First off, for some strange reason, Monty Python's Life of Brian is showing at one of the local movie theaters. So Breanne and I are going to see it. I asked Soiree if his wife wanted to see it. She's a big Python fan. He said that she might want to. Also, I've got a couple of other people to ask about it. I was so shocked, I had to double check.
  And now on to the other good news! We have a winner. So now it's time for a new set of proofs. Try to figure out which ones are actually true...
1. Gunny never lost his last baby tooth.
2. Gunny is color blind.
3. This cheese dip is hot.
4. Gunny's taste in women was greatly affected by Shock Treatment and Madeline Kahn.
5. Gunny likes talking about himself in third person.
6. Gunny has no idea what a "fortnight" is.
7. Every year Gunny petitions for US currency to be moved onto a soybean standard.
8. Gunny rarely wears underwear.
9. Gunny was lost in New York City when he was 14 years old.
10. Gunny has eaten Taco Bell three times in one day with no side effects at all.
  So congratulations to Rob Zimmerman of Kankakee, Illinois. To collect your prize send a self addressed stamped envelope to...
Gunny's Toe Nail Clippings
PO Box 3858723
Murfreesboro, TN 37130
  Good luck to all those that play!
  Until next time, always remember your towel!

Friday, October 01, 2004

  Hey have you seen this new show on Comedy Central? It's called Drawn Together. It looks like it might be funny. I hope that this doesn't turn out to be as crappy as Strangers With Candy. That's a crappy show. I know. I watched Satan's Cheerleaders for the plot.
  But back to the subject at hand. This show, Drawn Together, is the first animated reality show. They've got a superhero, a pokemon like character, a Betty Boop like character, and couple of more that I have no idea what they are. This could be funnier than Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law.
  And yes I know. The idea of an animated reality show is really stupid.

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