Longtime lurker and I thought I should take a minute to say hello. I would say introduce myself, but most of ewe already seem to know me. I haven’t met all of ewe face to face, although a few of ewe have snuck up on me from behind. (what’s up with the rubber boots when it’s not raining outside?) We’re into 2006 and I hope everyone had a Fleece Navidad last month.
With so many good stock pickers in the group, why are my picks such a topic of conversation? Of the people on the board, I find some of you somewhat sheepish, some a little ram-buntious and a few downright wild and wooly. All the VMC’ers are like a close knit family. I have to say, there is nothing like the ewe-phoria of watching a multi-bagger. I like getting objective thoughts without someone trying to pull the wool over my eyes. I’ve been more careful since I got fleeced last time. I keep going back to the trough though. I must be a mutton for punishment.
Enough business. Since everyone seems so interested in me, how about a little biography? I come from a very big family, but don’t know exactly how many relatives I have. Every time I try to count them, I fall asleep. We all flock together for a picnic every summer. It’s a shear delight. We take a sheep dip in the lake, spin some yarns, play baa-dminton or just lay back and look at the clouds. (Mary’s littlest lamb saw a cloud that looked like a human). Like any family we have a few black sheep, like my one aunt who liked to knit so much she knitted herself nude.