BP Visitors

I’ve read TheBigPicture this year from the following countries:

Brazil
Uruguay
Argentina
New Zealand
Mexico

I am currently reading your blog from Chile. I normally post comments on Nouriel’s and Mish’s blogs

hey Barry-your eskimo readership is waaaay down.

Thats me in San Diego….

Happy New Years to TBP !

Well Barrrry,

Here’s the picture where I sit… and yewkin see me since you got’cho self an eye-in-the-sky play-purty.

The market is frothy with effervescent glee and jubilation… the jury is back in now and they’re unanimous… Hard landing or recession worrries are over. Dig up yore tin cans buried in the back yard and jump in just as quick as you can.

Buy your tickets now to the only train… they’re the last tickets to the last train leavin’ this here station… and if you miss it, yore life is over… you might as well be orbitin’ Pluto for all the good it’ll do you to e-v-e-r t-r-y to invest again if you miss this last train.

Bob Pisani did a great job for his sweet mom (he tollus this afternoon), and al-l-l-l h-e-e-e hadda do was to just sit back and watch her Vangard Funds just climb and climb and climb (just his facts he tollus, my friends, no recommendation either way on my part).

‘Member back when Buffy Buffett was a-tellin’ us that he specked the old markie wouldn’t do much better’n… what? ’bout maybe 5-6-7 or so per-cen-ta-vos until about maybe the next time we cycle through a new Jurassic Period?

Well, Bob Pisani and his sweet mom took some just plain old jane chickenshit and clocked the old markie for sumpin’ like 10 to 16 or 17% ( overall, iffin’ I heard right and I ain’t a-claimin’ I did).

In fact, I betchee sum of her ‘vestments were so borin’ you’d enjoy watchin’ a stump rot in comparison to havin’ to keep up with ’em… but didn’t make no difference a’tall… she just clocked along, glidin’ on to in-vest-ment suc-cess, don’chee know.

He didn’t sweat nothin’, not terrorism, not housin’ takin’ a nose dive, not the yield in-ver-sion, not Roubini, not the trucksters’ a-fadin’ business, not the BLS jobs, nor wages, nor P/E multiples, nor scandals, nor Eye-rack, nor anythin’ under the sun.

He just said, “Back’at-arre truck up and gimme a big ole piece’a ‘Merica for my momma, and let the chips ride… don’t confuse me, don’t dis-trac-me or do nuthin’ but wake me up at the end of the year with the good news and a big old check for my sweet momma.

I’kin see Kud-low a-gettin’ a gleamin’ in his eye as he’s a-con-tem-platin’ his next little sittin’n spinnin’ session wit’chew.
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p.s., please all, accept this wee tad of fun in good faith, and I certainly mean no disrespect to any person. I particularly like Bob Pisani’s commentary, his professionalism as well, and I’m quite sure his mother is very proud of her son.

..Eclectic

BTW, the above challenge is directed to BR only.

Yep, there I am, Bakersfield…

Must remember to set up a proxy server someday. It’s probably un-American visiting (let alone posting to) this website, I’d imagine ;)

Now I’ve made the blacklist for certain!

eclectic,
Mr Mark Twain hisself would have giggled at your long post. Thanks and happy new year!

Happy New Year from Sydney, Australia!