About pebblewriter

I left Wall Street in August 2001 (95th floor of World Trade 2...timing IS everything) and continue to trade for fun and profit. I hold undergrad degrees in Math and Econ, an MBA and am a CFA. Which is all to say -- I have no excuse for the miserable mistakes I often make. This blog serves as a means to keep myself honest and my thoughts organized. It should not be construed as advice regarding any particular strategy or security.

Stagflation?

If the US facing stagflation?  Or, maybe it’s already there.  Like artificially low interest rates and all-time highs in the stock market, the official economic data isn’t exactly alarming.  But, where’s the growth?  Where’s the spending?  Maybe, just maybe, the official data doesn’t paint a very accurate picture. It doesn’t take an economist to see … continue reading →

Striking Distance

This is day 8 of our membership promotion, running now through the end of the month for members and non-members alike. We’re offering a 25% rebate off the first month of Monthly and Quarterly auto-renew subscriptions. Annual memberships are available at a very substantial discount (rewarding those who act quickly!) Remember, the annual pricing is … continue reading →

Calm Before the Storm: Apr 26, 2017

After a furious VIX-inspired rally the past two days, futures are dead flat.  VIX’s continuing slump (-1.4%), USDJPY’s continuing ramp (+0.32%) and WTI’s continuing threat to break its SMA200 (-1.0%) seem to have perfectly balanced one another out.Depending on whom you ask, Trump’s tax plan due out later today will either provide a nice spark … continue reading →

Sometimes You’re the Bug

Note: First quarter 2017 results have been posted.  For the latest, including news about a membership promotion starting today, CLICK HERE. Sometimes you’re the windshield, Sometimes you’re the bug. Sometimes it all comes together baby, Sometimes you’re a fool in love. Sometimes you’re the Louisville Slugger, Sometimes you’re the ball. Sometimes it all comes together … continue reading →