DAILY

Like you I need sleep.   Older I get, the less I need.

My day starts early.  It's invariably dark when I awaken.  Birds are still quiet.

I scan the news/markets like anyone else who may have a substantial position in the global markets.   From there, the Keurig is started.

From there I head to my outdoor spa, which is located close to a plethora of bird feeders.  Birds have been a part of my life for a long time.   My LIFE LIST across six continents is rather impressive.  So, coffee, spa, birds, shower, office.   Being retired, i still love getting after it.  Why quit when you love the game?   Not many people get to spend part of their day trying to figure out who you can help with your daily "bread"!   I am humbled and grateful for what the markets have provided. 

So, with the coffee, I do one cup.  One.   There was a time in my life when large mugs of nasty coffee were part and parcel of my trading day.   It was so bad that in the La Jolla office of Drexel Burnham Lambert, the office manager actually charged employees for daily coffee.   This particular manager was extremely "tight" and ran a tight ship because his bonus depended on net profitability.   I had never heard of a brokerage office on the West Coast that started life very early and charged employees for subpar coffee!   I lived it!   

Coffee is the most abused drug on the planet I would think.   I was guilty.

Today, just one.   Black, unsweet, hot, and quiet.