Slope of Hope Blog Posts

Slope initially began as a blog, so this is where most of the website’s content resides. Here we have tens of thousands of posts dating back over a decade. These are listed in reverse chronological order. Click on any category icon below to see posts tagged with that particular subject, or click on a word in the category cloud on the right side of the screen for more specific choices.

Healthy as a Horse

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It’s clear that there’s only one thing whose health matters in this market: Powell’s Printer. And it’s doing just fine, as you can clearly see, since even the news about the most powerful man in the world being afflicted with the most famous disease in the world has, after a few hours, ZERO effect.

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The /RTY futures, having undone the entirety of the Covid plunge

I have developed a healthy distrust of this so-called market; instead of adding to my shorts, I actually closed some, taking my position count from 48 to 43, with a new commitment level of 118%.

By the way, thanks for all the nice words about the iPhone app. If you don’t have it yet, please get it here.

What a Pain!

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My arm hurts.

Who cares, right? (Actually, Slopers are a gentle-spirited lot, and the last time I mentioned this, I received a heartwarming amount of personal attention and counsel). I only mention this to offer up a small point that’s been bouncing around my tapioca-filled head.

As I’ve stated in the past, my disposition toward my health has two states: either I am immortal, or else all life is about to end. The latter appears in instances in which I am experiencing any kind of pain whatever.

Over a period of two or three weeks, I’ve had pains in my left arm and the left side of my back. The pains have been diminishing a tiny bit every day, and today I actually feel closer to normal than I’ve been for a long time.

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Boomerangs and Greased Logs

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Have you ever tried to climb on top of a log that’s floating in the water?

I have. I don’t remember the circumstance. Maybe it was some Scout Camp thing. All I remember is that it was really, really tough. The log was typically much larger than the one pictured below, and as such, it was extremely tough to climb on top of it, because naturally when you reached up and tried to hoist yourself, the damned thing would just spin on its axis.

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