Loading ...I’m having one of those days. Maybe cause I came back from Daytona Beach a few days before I wanted to ? Maybe my toes needed a little more time in the sand ? Maybe I felt like I needed to soak in that salt water a little longer ? And after that dumb trade to double down on silver going up, maybe my brain is still on the beach ? Life can be strange when you are still a few short Jimmy Buffet songs. Or, maybe I just have the wrong kinda friends?
Got a phone call last night from some friends down in Destin Florida. They called to let me know not to expect em back on Friday as planned. ” Farmboy, the fishing is GREAT ! We have decided to keep the condo and fishing boat through the weekend. Why don’t ya come on down? ”
Well, I’ve thought about a bit. One last chance to hit the beach, do a little fishing, before winter. Now I aint sure about that gut feeling to double down on the trade, but I’m pretty sure my gut is telling me true this time. So… I’m throwing a bag of clothes in the truck, grabbing a toothbrush, and packing up the medicine chest. Figure if I can get out of here in next two hours, I can be sittin having dinner on the dock with my friends around sunset.
The trading account is bleeding red so I figure I might do better catching fish. When the going gets tough, the tough go fishing. What the hell, sometimes, its more fun just to go crazy. 🙂
Best to all at the Oasis, Next week is bound to be better.
