Stimulus Citigroup June 12.5 Calls 2009 Godspeed...
No need to elaborate. When IV is this fucking low, you got yourself a deal.
My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
No need to elaborate. When IV is this fucking low, you got yourself a deal.
anyways... there was so much shit on message boards these days... somehow, on a paid prescription board(I don't pay but have the passwords), the conversation started with Barclays' Bank and for whatever reason Diageo stock.... The last time I checked the site, this was the sequence of messages:
I wanna pull my brainstem out. Do it!

Consider that Societe Generale had just announced a 1.2billion loss from subprime(the day before they released the news of the 5billion loss from the trader) which based on the trader news instilled a 5.5billion 'emergency' injection' from shareholders. I smell a young scapegoat for a larger subprime problem that has been brewing at Societe Generale for several years now, using a nutjob young trader as a media diversion tactic to cover their losses in subprime caused by the non-rank and file executives. This kid didn't profit from any of his rogue trades, and the staggering loss was registered within less than a month? So that raises a red flag to me, saying there's much more to this then some wackjob kid. Yeah, that's my speculative take on the story.
Watch for a spike up in volume and potentially more analyst coverage on this unsung chinese pharma stock. Of course all eyes have been on LDK Solar, but if you want sustainable bowls of rice for you and your children, generation upon generation, take a look at SCR. Building solid support now around $13.00.
Anyways, be careful when trading off of 'top-line' figures when earnings come out. Example, DELL came in with higher revenue than estimates last night, and I leaped on it because I had an itchy trigger finger, saw alot of buying pressure, and my brain was tired from studying. Of course DELL ends up missing 'bottom-line' estimates by a penny. Shares drop 10% after hours, so I have no choice but to turn it into an 'investment' and not a short term 'trade'.


"Led Zeppelin, one of the last remaining holdouts against digital music downloads, has announced plans to release Mothership, a new greatest-hits package. More significantly, all 24 tracks on the release will also be available for digital download, marking the first time that any Zeppelin has been made available legally online. In addition to digital downloads, multiple physicall options...." Finally, you'll be able to listen to Zeppelin in a bar, instead of Hotel fucking California and Freebird...
After two quick shots of Jaegermeister in my dismay over being stood up, a drunken man of considerable height over me, decided to play the dangerous game with Lockheed, on W72nd and Broadway... Now realize: I am a Moral at War, and I protect whatever assets I have left, and proactively avoid any sign of extra debt, as I bounce to and fro, gracefully and in stability, readied in my learned boxer's stance. I ask the man, 'Are you ready?' As I draw my fists upwards, elbows tucked in close. 'Are you ready to learn how to trade?' By this I mean, 'trading punches'. I don't bother with a probing jab, because this man knows nothing of physical pain. I lead with a tight left hook upon his jaw, the ballerina pulsation of my legs contributes to the distribution of force. He drops promptly. I quickly depart around the corner of Gray's Papaya...
So I'm closing up shop in NYC for at least a year. I still get a laugh out of Bear Stearns' subprime hedge funds which went belly up in June. Only because I can't imagine who the hell in that department got hired, and why? And who the morons who invested in it are? Leverage alone can be deadly, but leverage upon leverage to invest in people who are ridiculously leveraged(subprime mortgage borrowers, who are known to pike off debt)... It's like giving my homeless friend Charles $10.00 that I borrowed from a loan shark, and hope by next week he'll turn it into say, $15.00, by buying a 2 string guitar and learning how to play Cat Stevens and Harry Chapin to passerbys on the corner of Gray's Papaya. (Now, 'Tyrone', who I 'invested in' in the years 2001-2003, on the other hand, actually did finally purchase a bass guitar and actually does reasonably well for himself playing renditions of Marvin Gaye and Earth Wind and Fire.)
Best that you don't try it. Because I've cut the threads of someone else's fate short before. I don't play that vomitous game. Fellow Lockheed readers... Lock: I know it's a thin line, a fine thread, but the thread I think I have a good probability of following it to the next 'T'.
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My sleep schedule is ultrafucked now. Thanatos won't come for me. I would be presumptuous if I said he was making an effort to stay away from me. But Thanatos doesn't bother with the mediocre. Somehow, I lost 40 bucks. I went to the atm and must've forgot to put the money in my wallet, because there's no way I got mugged or pickpocketed, unless there was somebody with mad skills... I mean, seriously, I even deducted with a pen and paper the 40 bucks from my checking account, and it just straight vanished. I'm completely boggled by it.
Tonight I witnessed the epitome, no, the embodiment of collective and individual forlorness... as sad as it is, it is also eternal in its own right...

Chances are this is my last summer in Nyc for a while, unless I catch an outlier so extreme it will re-write the bell curve. So I promised to let the kids stay up late on the weekends, and chaperone them around town at night when I had the time... 'silent buzzing' of neon signs on less crowded cross-streets, dimly lit awnings... in the hot summers, I like to stand in front of these isolated signs, in a pseudo-trance, usually the Soup On light at Hot & Crustys (which is being renovated). Anyways, took Curious and Hay to the still 'somewhat' new water fountain at Columbus Circle around 10:30pm, and Curious splashed Hayfield, and Hay lost her 'mature tween' front and they both engaged into an all out splashface battle, until I stopped them and explained that it will just start encouraging all the other kids to do it, and then they'll put up signs saying 'No Splashing'. And then Hay said, 'but what if they put up a neon sign?'


Just some spring cleaning. For about 5 years, I lost alot of towels, and shirts, on top of the air conditioner, in an attempt to stop the .45 caliber bullet sounding 'raindrops' that pelt the tin case of the A/C, driving me crazy. Just some spring cleaning, spring cleaning, clean out my fucking brain...When it comes down to it, Calvin, the bottom line, is it worth it? And in regards to the long run, was it worth it?
Had this ash tray for about 6 years or so... One more week of earnings season, and I have to step it up. Bigtime. Got another interview Monday with a hedge fund. I am not counting on it, nor the prior interview last week. So I gotta go big into next week's earnings. All NYSE equities. Had a debauchery week, that I have to cut out soon, because it resembled a Personal Krasilec too much... drinking too much scotch and socializing with perhaps the wrong people. I walk away to the jukebox, after talking to this 6 foot 5 Irish-American 'made-man' , and he asks another local that I know, 'So tell me about this kid? Is he a good kid?' Local says, 'Aww, he's a great kid, great guy...' Tells the other local about an altercation the local had, and says, 'I'll look into it'. On the conservative side, I'd say he's 'muscle', and not 'hit', says he can get me an interview with all the senior executives at all the big banks, gives me his number. I doubt it's no strings attached, so I will just chalk it up as another funny story. I'm think I'm so-phisticated because I'm living my life like a good homo sapien. But I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo, mon...
Krazilec
Stashoo,Congrats on the publication. I've yet to crack the code of Fitzgerald 'tragic success'. But I might finish his, 'Last Tycoon'....In fact, I took out a loan for 30K, in order to confine myself to my room for 1 month, the month of May, in order to finish his novel, and then send it to Harper Collins...
Hayheehoo decided to join the Summer Glee Club at Claremont Academy. They sang one of those inappropriate songs that oddball hippie middleaged 'public school' music teachers would have kids sing, some typical Carly Simon shit:
So it's been over ten weeks now with no fucking unemployment insurance... Taxes were all screwed up. I'm burning my candle at both ends until June 2nd, running up a sizeable nasty debt that will make this Subprime shit look like Peter fucking Pan dancing around in the night sky like a faggot.

So I went to a Career Fair. Yeah. I didn't feel like loading up on pens and squeeze ball gadgets. But I did get a bag of Sun Chips from the Frito Lay booth. Stopped at Chuck Schwab, AIG, Lilly, Blackrock. No dice. Financial Advisor shit. I can't SELL. I have no BOOK. I'm a fucking trader. And then some wack company... I said I had a trading background, and they said, 'oh great, fill out this form, we do textile trading and....' Fuck. I talked to Eli Lilly, and they said, are you familiar with us? I said, 'I'm familiar with your drugs.' 'Like Zyprexa'. 'Tough Sell, because it doesn't FUCKING work!'
There's been days as of late, where I've ripped through a whole pack of smokes, which is disgusting on so many levels. I've noticed a slightly larger growth on the inside part of my thigh, which could be some sort of cancer. If only cigarettes would do what they advertised a lot quicker. Circumstance has been killing me these past 4 years, and I've given up on trying to change them for the time being, simply because my soul is in ruins. Hope to sleep.
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...I'll read to you hear, save your eyes... Double Dorking Out on Alzeroth, my Warcraft Guild here(read the chat by clicking on the picture)... The thing is, we were right about the DJIA out of the money puts after the little shakeout in early March. We get the volatility premium, and now the theta decay... and now an inflection point in the Yen... with cheap 'Into the Void' Black Sabbath playing in the background... I'm still stuck between a rock and a shit place. I need to be alone to survive. It must occur. And I was reading about robot vacuums which I wrote something about on another blog, and it was about last Christmas when I was going to buy a cheap inflatable robot on remote control treads, which stood about 3.5 feet tall when inflated and was going to tell Hay and Curious to turn their collective backs, while I put two oreo cookies and a glass of milk on the inflatable tray that the robot had, and then drive it up to them and mimic in a robot voice: 'Greetings, cookies and Milk Earthlinks?' But I never got the robot, and for the most part, currently, robots would probably be from Earth and not outerspace, so they wouldn't say 'earthling', in fact the robot was from Robot Village, a small store up on Broadway past Fairways, and I went in, and the guy asked if I was a robot builder. And it would've been one of those things that I get, and use once or twice and then it collects dust and takes up too much space, and as I write this, dollar/yen is continually getting snubbed at 117.75-76, and hopefully, this time people will give up and let it drop again, as it's the 7th time today it has failed to break, and it's NOT a good carry trade level, when you should technically have a clean path down to 114 handle, and now it's starting to slightly break... now it's deflected back down, if it breaks, I am financially dead again.
Going to see the real 'Who' at Madison Square Garden last year was one thing... but going to see the Who 'Tribute' Band for the 'second' time at BB Kings borders on 'pathological'. Nevertheless, I came, I saw, and they kicked ass. Haha. Writing about the Who tribute band on a dorky blog at 231am is indeed psychopathology. Anyways, I brought the kids to the Central Park Zoo today, but we didn't actually go in, although from the walkway you could still get a good look at the seals in the seal pool... we also visited the gift shop and the lady there walked up to a customer and asked him, "Are there any more questions we can't answer for you?"