My sources tell me that he has headed for the hills. Actually, in all honesty, he is looking for me because I headed for the hills yesterday.
Let me explain: I was a die-hard investor up until a few weeks ago. At that time I saw the light, I came in from the cold, I finally understood the errors of my ways and, therefore, I threw in the towel. (Little did I know that it was BengalMan who picked up my towel and started slapping me around with it. But.............this is a story for another time.)
When I did throw in the towel in total disgust and with a complete lack of confidence in our product and our management, I did it with such force and ferocity that I threw my shoulder out of its joint. This caused me to stick around during the holidays so that I could have my shoulder treated and put back in its joint before leaving yesterday for............. "the hills".
Today's action tells me that BengalMan is buying again, slowly slowly. I see 14,500 thus far, and I see a better bid/ask. I'm not saying that BengalMan is going to pile in, or get married to his position, but I do believe he is accumulating the shares that I dumped on the market during the past week. My sentiment is down, my spirits are down. Indeed, my appetite for speculative growth companies with incredible potential and a patented product with breakthrough technologies has vanished.
I am in the hills looking over the landscape and planning my next move. I see not one tiger up here--only bankers and invesment counselors and some kind of strange-looking mammal with huge tusks growing out of its face. I swear it looks walrus-like, but.......... I could be wrong.
Down in the valley below, I see a single tiger, slowly prowling, waiting in the weeds near a river. In the river there is a shiny, new-looking boat that reads "RMS CryoPort". It is flying a banner that is waving proudly in the wind that says, "Bound for Tootsie's" or "To Tootsie's or Bust" or something like that. Hard to see with eyes that have been blinded by rose-colored glasses.
Back to the landscape up here in the hills. I see Citi bankers, investment bankers, invesment specialists and investment counselors from Switzerland, Spain, Germany, Palm Beach and from the "lipstick bldg." on 3rd Avenue in New York. The place is teeming with wisdom and safety. There are U.S. Government officials passing out candy and money to all up here. The U.S. automobile manufacturers have their showrooms up here and their own airport where they land their private jets. I am taking my miserable, tarnished, frozen CryoPort money and investing it up here in "the hills".
When I find Mr. Berry, I promise to report to all members of this board. I know he is looking for me, along with Mr. Stampaugh, our new Chairman of the CryoPort Board, and along with Mr. CryoPort, the Chairman of the Ihub CryoPort board.
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