While I convince a friend that the stock market isn’t collapsing, I still take comfort in Mr. Poor and Stupid getting his clock cleaned.
Update: For the Wall Street dissemblers, this article explains “Pollyanna Creep” in the economic numbers.
I play rochambeau with ghosts, take photos of space, and ride my bike in the bus lane.
While I convince a friend that the stock market isn’t collapsing, I still take comfort in Mr. Poor and Stupid getting his clock cleaned.
Update: For the Wall Street dissemblers, this article explains “Pollyanna Creep” in the economic numbers.