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The Climb

Looking for old movies…found this triumph.  I had a heart attack, 100 percent blockage of the left ventricle, about four years ago or so.  Cardiac ICU, stent, all that crap. We took this challenge at my behest.  I forgot this video even existed; it shows the power of human will.  Shall we all climb together?

Please take the time to watch the whole thing. 

Doug was behind us all the way!

The Climb Squaw Creek National Wildlife Refuge

It’ll Be Gone

Doug had his two hour meeting with the “finance people” and a nurse today.  Chemotherapy doesn’t start yet; we thought it was going to be tomorrow, but tomorrow is more scheduling and planning of all his nearly draconian treatments. He might lose his hair they said, he’s only got 500 bucks left on his deductible so it sounds like

Doug at the Badlands Click on Photo for larger view

a tax refund will cover the bill!  He tried to tell me the two hours of stuff that he heard but I only remember four words—I count them as four because I’m not sure if the contraction “It’ll” is grammatically correct.  Is “it’ll” one word or two? I only now and probably will only remember four words for the rest of my life.

When Doug asked: “How will I know the cancer is gone? Do they do another CT scan or how do I find out?”

The nurse said, and she did say it twice: “It’ll be gone–It’ll be gone.”

The only thing I can say or think is: “It’ll be gone.” 

 

 

Warren Buffet’s Party: Kinda Made Me Sad

There were thousands of people there, excited they were to hear the words of one of the richest men in the known universe—-Warren Buffet. They limped in, clamored in, glamored in, white-trashed in, in hopes that the miracle of wealth might bestow itself on them.

The dream of the “silver bullet” of capitalism hitting us paltry investors in the heart, most likely, will never happen. Yet, we cajoled in admiration of the two old gentleman on stage. The Berkshire Hathaway Annual Meeting was, for the most part, a two man comedy shtick which fell slightly short of Abbott and Costello’s “Who’s on First” routine (yet had its moments of peanut brittle crunching cuteness) and it fell more on the side of black comedy than modern stock market humor.

It seemed that Buffet, and his bug-eyed and longtime partner Munger, were more about staging a “let’s feel good about capitalism show” than a real, fact-filled, state-of-the-company confab. The dark side kept eking out like Buffet’s pennies at the McDonald’s drive thru window.

1. Retail is dead, just go to Amazon.
2. Airline tussles? We own the only four that are left so as long as there isn’t a price war who cares if a few people get dragged down the aisles.
3. There’s no more “low hanging fruit” in which the rest of us losers can invest.
4. Wells Fargo corruption? Well, I wish I hadn’t heard about it but since I did I’ll condemn it.

I think the “Oracle of Omaha” may have hit his zenith a few years back and his huge, failed investment in IBM proves that idea. When it comes to the modern myths of capitalism, Buffet and Munger should probably stick to the peanut brittle before it sticks in their teeth.