I just looked at the futures market at Yahoo Finance. The S&P, Dow, and NASDAQ moved in unison. At 9:00 Eastern they turned from negative to positive. I wonder why.
I don’t have all my money on the table. There’s no rush. When Reagan’s tax policy took full effect, in 1982, it was the start of the greatest bull market in American history. The market is finally catching on. It’s Cruz, and that’s a very good thing.
Babbie made some crack about how, before I died, I needed to get the money back that I lost when I wasn’t paying attention. I think I see a path.
Son Brendan is with me for a couple days, while Babbie takes a break. He understands everything, and is almost as fired up as I am.
The best news is I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to talk Babbie into going to Cleveland for the Convention. I sprang it on her tonight, when Brendan was with us. At first, she said no way. Cleveland, in July? But I think I can get her to come around. I explained to her that as delegate I had no power, and no duties. I won’t have to do a damn thing in Cleveland, except attend some California delegation meetings.
We’re going to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.