I also wanted to update NNVC, which I can tell you already, is my stock of year for 2010. This could be a weekend blog in and of itself, as well as being a one decision investment that you all will remember me for, in grateful wonder of having stumbled upon this buy of a lifetime on this innocuous blog by a guy who's previous greatest achievement in life was attending Woodstock.
That was my plan, anyway, but first there was my favorite part of weekend posts, finding some beautifully performed music to attach to the blog; poignant, with an obvious or secret special meaning, incisive, mesmerizing, filled with emotion, intellect and deep personal attachment.
Thirty seconds later it all changed and my weekend blog is no longer about money or markets, it's about the best of times, the worst of times, an age of wisdom, of foolishness, of belief and incredulity and of this season of light, of darkness, of hope, despair and all that lays before us......and all that does not. (Apologies to C. Dickens.)
He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6, Gatsby on his first kiss with Daisy.