All the best to you too, Chunky, and all the longs here. At least we share a kinship as we gnaw on turkey bones and discarded brussels sprouts in our respective dog houses, knowing (make that HOPING) that one day we'll be welcome back to the adults' table to enjoy Christmas dinner with the rest of the family.

We can add 2017 as yet another year of feeling disoriented and lost on this never-ending journey to riches, or at least recovering our investment. 

This certainly has been a painful but powerful reminder of how a "sure thing" penny stock can alter your fate for so long. It's like being in 5th grade and getting caught cheating on an exam by the teacher then being given a "timeout" in the corner to reflect on your misdeed, but you're forced to stand there for the 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th and 12th grades as well. It seems like an overly harsh punishment but it's a lesson you're not soon to forget!