A little wine, a little prayer, and a lot of hustlin' ...man, it's amazing what can happen in a few weeks. Been really trying to crank out meeting new folks, and sharing the financial gospel ;). Can I get a halleluah?! Or at least how bout a shout out to brotha dividend, yeahyus.

Friday night. Tracy Fish and Trashy Cat out at a Santa pub crawl in the village. Me, mmmm, running proposals and prepping for tomorrow. Appointments on Saturday are goooooooood, and good for you!

But that doens't mean that Zachary is all work and no play. Dig it baby, this is the fuel for the fire tonight:

Renaissance: The Masters Series Part 02 - Hernan Cattaneo. Deep, Deep House, says the congregation, put your hands up, and grab another vodka red-bull!

Check it out here: The Masters Series Part 02 - Hernan Cattaneo

So where was I? Oh yes, the joys of portfolio construction. You know, I might give a tip or tow, but I hear the ol' E to the J has facebook, blogspot, etc. pretty locked down. Another advisor I know dropped her Jones photo in her profile and they called her out on it. scary.

Ok, enough goofin' around, back into the cave I go. N joy your Friday, dear groovers.

The Path to Hell...

The path to Hell is paved with good intentions.

Hmm. I was looking up the correct verbage to this oldie but goodie and wandering around I found this from wiki answers:

There are several variations of this. The origin seems to be this. "" Hell is full of good
intentions or desires." Attributed from SAINT FRANCIS DE SALES, LETTER 74 from
Bartlett's familiar quotations.

Now my question is this: is it good intentions or desires? Because I sure as hell have a lot of both.

Go figure. Ahh, good intentions and desires. Hmm. Good Desires or bad? Is there a distinction?

I have been toying around with the idea of a little corner of the internet to use as my own pity party, pissing contest, what have you for a little while. It seems like my late night rants on face book can get a little, well... bity. And I always run out of charaqcters, and hey, what can I say, some people dont' like some of my comments on their gay-ass photos. Whatever. Welcome to the gray area of free speech. Get over it, get on board, or get out. So there it is. I have been cruising around blogspot for a bit, and I really like what a lot of people have to say. I DIIIIIIIG the music posts, there is so much good stuff out there, and yes, if you like it, you need to pay for it. But hey, that's what concerts are for, right? And you still can't downolad a fucking t-shirt yet. Yet. But I hear the new i Phone... Whatever. Welcome to the Thunder-dome, bitches!

just a taste of things to come:



really, the only word i couldn't find that i just had to have was "both."
Now go figure where I wanted to throw it in, kiddies.