I was born and raised in southern Alberta and graduated from the department of Structural Engineering Technology at S.A.I.T. in Calgary. My background is mainly in construction management although I spent 10 years selling real estate where I gained some very valuable knowledge about how commercial real estate is valued, and how rising or falling rates affect real estate so severely. But my passion, an interest that developed at a very early age, became the the study of stock markets and the methods of analyzing them using technical analysis. When I was 11 years of age, I came across a book at the public library on the topic that so intrigued me that I decided I absolutely had to have that book. So I stole it. Ever since that day, my lifelong passion has only grown and evolved to where it is today. When it comes to commentary, I try to post well thought out, well written comments, some quite short, some quite lengthy. But I try to contribute very positively to the entire community at SA. Admittedly, I often have a tough time keeping the humor out of my posts but I seem to be forgiven for it most of the time. The situations where I could capitalize on an opportunity for a quick chuckle present themselves so often that I just have to jump on it once in a while. I only discovered recently that I like to write and much to my surprise, it appears that I actually have a bit of a talent for it. I sometimes wonder how my life might be different had I realized decades ago that I can actually put together a paragraph that readers sometimes find entertaining and yet informative. It's even been suggested on more than one occasion that I might even have more writing skills than I give myself credit for and that perhaps I should write a book or two. I don't think I'm quite ready for a book yet, but I'm starting to believe that I could actually do it. A humorous novel wouldn't be a stretch I don't think! But for now, I'm just beginning to publish articles at the urging of a few friends and at the behest of 4 different websites that in the past 6 months have actually approached me, urging me to write. Considering that I've gained a few decades worth of knowledge about technical analysis of markets, and have gained a real good understanding of where debt and money comes from, it's possible that I might have all the pieces required to present some reasonably logical and helpful insights. I'm madly in love with my two big beautiful and healthy grown children, western Canada and myself. My ex-wife (divorced in '96) is a great gal and she and I have never been better friends than we are now. I know what you're gonna ask next. The answer is "not a chance"! If you copy the link below and paste it into your browser, you can see the general area of Canada where I live and play. I just wish I had more time and resources to do a lot more visiting and playing in the the incredibly beautiful province next door, British Columbia. Western Alberta is truly beautiful, but British Columbia... that province gives an entirely new meaning to the word. In face God lives there. Not only does He live there, but I met Him one day at a swank little ocean-side pub at Sydney Harbour on Vancouver Island. At least he 'told me' he was God and for some reason I believed him. Let me tell you that story... Man, did God and I tie one on. You know how in the bible it talks about "40 days and 40 nights"? Well I can tell ya, when you're out on a night on the town with that guy, it's all about 40 chicken wings and 40 drinks. And I was more than happy to pay the entire bar tab because... well I was out on a night on the town with God. At the end of the evening I was more than a just a bit concerned though about driving back to the hotel because my legs... well let's just say they were a little bit wobbly. But "God" told me that I had nothing to worry about. He told me to "go ahead, drive home" and gave me his phone number just to put my groggy mind at ease. He said I could call Him at any time if I had any trouble. Wouldn't you know it, I got about two blocks away from the pub when I saw the old UFO lights in my rear view mirror. And as luck would have it I soon found myself in the back seat of a police cruiser heading west when my hotel was to the east. But no worries... I had God's phone number in my pocket. When we got to the 'detention center', I was allowed one phone call, thank God. I dialed His number and guess what... it rang the phone on the desk only 10 feet from where I was standing. A cop answered it. The same cop who'd given me the free ride in his spiffy cruiser. Jesus Christ, I'd been duped by God of all people!!! Anyway here's where God lives and where I plan on retiring. Next time I run into Him though, it's gonna be His turn to pick up the freakin' bar tab: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwSCHRQCIBY&feature=pyv&ad=4440683782&kw=vancouver%202010&gclid=CNS3u-ih9p8CFRD7agodYDbrfQ I hope you enjoy my writing enough to hit the "recommend" button a time or two... and I truly wish you well, bid you great health and hope you prosper wildly.