Parisian Family Office, CEO. Began Wall Street, 1982. Founded investment firm, CHIPPEWA PARTNERS, Native American Advisors. Active Trader. White Earth Chippewa Tribal member. Was NYSE/FINRA arb. Conservative, raised on Great Plains reservations. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world elevated on a dopamine binge, this is his take! Written from MT Ghost Ranch on the Yellowstone River, TN farm Pamelot or San Jose del Cabo, Mexico, CASA TULE'. Always been, will always be, an optimist.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Much-needed humor for the Market Mistress

An old cowboy sat down at the Starbucks
and ordered a cup of coffee.
As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat
down next to him.She turned to the cowboy and asked, 'Are you
a real cowboy?'He replied, 'Well, I've spent my whole life breaking
colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences,
pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning
my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding
my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy.'She said, 'I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking
about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I
think about women. When I shower, I think about
women. When I watch TV, I think about women.
I even think about women when I eat. It seems
that everything makes me think of women.'The two sat sipping in silence.A little while later, a man sat down on the other side
of the old cowboy and asked, 'Are you a real cowboy?'He replied, 'Hell, I always thought I was, but I just found
out that I'm a lesbian.'

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