Saturday, February 9, 2008

GOOG is like death to me now

If I don't think about it, I'm OK.

I loved GOOG unwisely, but too well. I had to get over it. And I did.

But I'd go back in a minute if it would come crawling back on its hands and knees.

I can't figure it out.

Is GOOG is like some raven, at my window with a broken wing?

Or am I like some raven at GOOG's window?

3 comments:

Larry Blumen said...

A private correspondent has asked if I'm all right.

Yes, I'm fine. It's just the thespian in me.

Anonymous said...

YOU NEED TO SPICE UP YOUR STOCK PICKS.

Larry Blumen said...

You said it, brother.