Random Thoughts: A Feline Flag!

By Todd Harrison  SEP 14, 2011 10:15 AM

Crash the cat offers cause for paws.


It was just another Tuesday night, or so I thought. It had been a long day; after ten years of scribing real-time vibe, there are times when writing feels more forced than cathartic and yesterday was one of them. I've learned to accept those situations as the cost of doing business -- and running one. I know thyself, and the mojo wasn't particularly attuned.

Still, we had an important dinner meeting and I slapped on my game face. If the definition of professional nirvana is to do what you love with people you respect while serving the greater good, I know better than to take a night with my best pal -- who also happens to be the president of Minyanville -- for granted. The purpose of the journey is the journey itself.

I arrived home to find three sleeping kids and a rare stretch of solitude. It was quiet, perhaps too quiet.

And then it happened. "Crash," the feline with uncanny predictive powers, went nuts. He ran from room to room in a full sprint, dragged his over-sized toys and dropped them on my computer screen. He looked me squarely in the eye and let out a loud meow. If he had a tachometer, it would have red-lined.

I'm sure there are a few newbies in the 'Ville who are asking themselves if someone slipped peyote in my eggs this morning. The answer is "no," or at least not that I'm aware of (I’ve never even been to Mt. Vesuvius). As the world watches Europe and traders scramble to assimilate structural, technical, fundamental, and psychological market metrics, signs surround us if we open our eyes and pay attention.

The actions of a domesticated animal certainly don't qualify as an actionable catalyst, but Old School Minyans know better than to discount it entirely. Time will tell, I suppose, but I'm filing it away in the back of my crowded keppe as we together find our way.

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