Why Good Investors Never Mix a Blueberry Pancakestack with Bedtime ---Thread June 9, 2015

OK campers, back home in Texas still thinking of yesterday's big get together w/ the grandkids where I got to show how to make their own rainbow in the backyard sun w/ a garden hose and now helping my daughter & son'n'law move to DC which is probably why I just woke up out of this goofy dream where we walked over to my daughter's really neat friend's house to see the grandkids in the basement and I was going to show how it was possible to make a spoon stick to my cheek and the tray had all kinds of spoons that wouldn't work and by the time I found one and COOL, it was like welded on! -- the WeirdAlYankovic beepob song was starting the big party so before I could find the grandkids I double taked to see dang! Eric Holder, dancing with German President Merkel so I figured me and the wife needed to clear out so I saw the wife over in the Greek Temple side of the basement ballroom and ran to her but was stopped by some friend of my daughter's really neat friend telling me that because of the riots outside she thought she should call me a cab but I couldn't remember who she was 'cause we kept being interrupted by the members of the IMF (hi Pete, nice to see u agn) and when I broke off to tell the wife about the IMF I finally realized the cab caller was Michelle Obama so I tell the wife up on this big stone pedestal and then realized that it wasn't her but instead either Venus the Goddess of Erotica or Minerva the Goddess of Unbounded Wisdom and I had to get the name right to keep from looking stupid which was hopeless with a spoon still welded to my face and that's when I woke up in Texas with a panic attack just a couple hours before opening bell.