Category: General Blabber

Well, its taken me a year longer than I expected. I’m starting back in December 2017 — I need ideas on companies to value. Suggestions welcome!

Update Oct 2019:  Well, fuccck! I’m still not there yet.  Time is passing me by.

Yours truly has a new job after fifteen years in the exact same position. I’m moving from entirely a technical position to a technical/sales mix type of position.
Since this is something relatively new to me, I’ve decided to take some time off of my biotech valuation interest to spend it on my new career. I’m sure when things settle down a bit, I’ll be back at biotech valuations. Wish me luck — I’m hoping to be back by the end of this year!

You know you’ve made it when others value your time more than you do.
How do I even come up with this stuff? Someone, please give me a company to value. lol.

Two words when combined together irks the crap outta me.
Unless you’re sitting in a hospital bed immobilized somehow, I don’t even see this as something possible.
I mean, we’re all on borrowed time. There’s always things to do, people to see, places to be — and it could be your own damn couch watching TV, relaxing. Time is passing you by, you’re not passing time.
Or maybe these folks are immortal, what do I know?
Or maybe instead of writing passing time, they should just write relaxing to not piss me off. lol.

Somewhere there’s a reason why things don’t go my way.
Somewhere there’s a reason that I cannot explain.
Just like the change of season just may not be my turn.
But I know there’s a reason the lesson’s mine to learn.

Maybe I don’t like it, but I have no choice
I know that somewhere, someone hears my voice

I hearby declare Mr. Mustaine the best poet that ever lived. No doubt.

Some folks define themselves by the work they do. Some define themselves with their money, celebrity status, whatever.
I’m usually most troubled by people who define their lives based on the work they do, but that’s just me. I can’t seem to do that — Its only a job to me.
At the end of the day, who am I? Does that mean I’m a lost soul with no purpose? Maybe — but then does it even matter?
Philosophical this morning. I must be hungry!
Talking about hungry, I love my omelette dude — one man army of the eggvolution. He sells these omelettes with all sortsa veggies and meats for $2.66. Best. Value. Ever. Now only if biotech stocks were this easy!

Wait, does this define me as soldier #2 for the eggvolution? I need to eat. Forget this.

I’m not sick. But I don’t feel a 100%.
And I can’t concentrate at all.
Yeah, its been that kinda day already. Gardenbitch.com state of being sucks!

Thanks Larry for the wordplay!

Update 3/8:
Well, I’m not sick part went outta the door very quickly. This friggin weekend all I did was sleep, eat cookies and tell my wife that nobody loved me (isn’t that what everyone does when they’re sick?). lol.
On that topic, apparently now you can get antivirals for a common flu. I don’t get it. Says the guy who talks about biotech investing. Do as I say..not..what?

I’ve worked at this big company for over fifteen years now.  The other day, I was in the gym at work, and the fire alarm went off.  We had to evacuate the building.

It was a fairly cold February morning.  And everyone was huddling around talking about stuff.  There were a few acquaintances that I’d known for a while out there, but I just didn’t feel like making the effort to go talk to them.  I stood by myself contemplating whether I had lost my social skills.  That’s when I realized a couple of things — I’m not looking to make friends (especially at work).  And I was happy being by myself instead of shooting the breeze.

I must be getting old.

what a friggin pain in the you know what to get a domain name!  why does someone keep holding to a random page in the hopes that someone buys it eventually?  I’d rather go antique shopping, might have better luck.