I returned from my Vegas junket just in time to write those outrageous checks to the Quebec and Canadian governments. Fellow Quebecers one and all just love to fill out two forms and pay the highest taxes in America of the North. Oh well, at least I did my due diligence and found our merry gang some choice watering holes which will safely let us celebrate while escaping the ferocious lions of the gambling halls as well as the equally ferocious activities of the MMs. I have promised my lovely Granby accountant that I shall finally have some profits this year to offset a few of the losses I have taken over the years. I am greatly encouraged by the fact that the sp has finally broken the .70 barrier and held above it for a few days. My paper profits are rapidly burning a large hole in my tattered jeans pockets. However, I still have not sold a single share and shall not do so until we , with the grace of the market gods, surge well north of $1.00.

Good luck and I am happy to report that Vegas is still there and still open 24/7. We have delayed our Vegas soiree far too long already so practice that basic blackjack strategy and get ready to roll.

Doc