And he's enjoying it.

I remember listening to this album in high school. I borrowed the LP from my girlfriend's dad. He had the whole collection. The screaming part in "Careful With That Axe, Eugene" forever transformed the way I think about music. I was instantly addicted to all things Pink Floyd. And that's how I know I was a weirdo: I hadn't even done drugs at that point in my life, yet the music spoke to me.

Here's another one I particularly enjoyed:

I am not hating you.  If you actually are making money and filling such trades, then you seem to be on a decent winning streak.

I just have considerable doubts about your credibility, and merely getting lucky doesn't really mean too much, even if you get lucky 20-or-30 times but then you end up losing the vast majority of your gains because you seem to be endorsing a kind of Martingale principle, which ends up being a losing strategy in the longer run, rather than really having any kind of credibility to show that you might have some kind of meaningful and replicable fundamentals based approach... which kinds of comes across, as well, through your ongoing inclination to want to brag and to suggest that peeps like me give enough fucks about you or your strategy to become envious... .. which seems to be a sign of some delusion that you might have, as well.       

Had a lovely talk with a chap in a supermarket who said his doctor had told him to go keto. Is there any scientific research on the keto diet?



He said this was for his week's food, not yet finished, but he gets his steaks from a proper butcher.