Putting Pen To Paper Lights More Fire

Socialism Will Be Here The Day We Share Our Profits To The Degree We Share Our Failures.

Anticipating Is More Fun Than Recollecting.

If I Owned Any Of These Hot New Issues That Have Doubled, Tripled, Quintupled Or Umptupled Within Days And In Some Cases Hours After They Were Issued, I Most Certainly Would Grab My Fabulous Windfall, Thank My Lucky Stars And Invest The Money. It's Utter Nonsense To Think Any Newly Issued Stock Is Really Worth Two, Ten Or 20 Times The [offering] Price.... A Management So Stupid As To Sell Shares [cheap], And An Underwriter So Obtuse As Not To Discern The Real Value, Together Would Provide Reason Enough For A Sensible Man To Get Rid Of His Shares.

Speaking Of Birthdays, Our Firstborn [recently Turned 2]. As Parents Sometimes Fondly Do, We Reminisced A Bit About His Early Days On Earth-the Excitement, The Wonder, The Fears When We Brought Him Home. His Every Squeak Or Squawk We Were Sure Heralded Some Terrible Crisis; I Tested The Warmth Of Formulas From Dusk To Dawn, It Seemed. We Were So Germ-conscious My Wife Even Sterilized The Skin Of The Oranges Before Squeezing Them. How Firstborns Ever Survive Their Parents' Attentions Is Beyond Me. However, They Do, And He Did, And, In Spite Of Our Efforts, He Turned Out To Be Quite A Good Guy.

The Palm Is A Joint For Sadists To Entertain Masochists.