If I was a NYSE trader on the floor
 

I would pose in looks of absolute horror, dejection, crying. I would be on the cover of newspapers everywhere. It would be awesome.

lol. No kidding.

Wait until everyone clears out. Slump against a desk with a handful of crumpled papers. Put your forefinger and thumb on your temples and stare at the floor. Or look upward with a pleading look, on the verge of tears, lips tightly pursed.

It is like being non-white at Temple Square on Conference Weekend. 100% surety you will be in the Ensign.

If i were polynesian, I would haul all my kids to Temple Square every GC and hang out until they put us in the magazine.

I've thought of that.

My favorite thing is scanning the GC edition for hot chicks.

Why not just put a gun in your mouth? Or go out on a window ledge?

One of the most memorable 9/11 pics I can remember is the one of the Wall Street banker, covered head to toe in this grey dust that looks like the contents of a vacuum bag. He is holding a briefcase and is wearing a shirt and tie.

That doesn't sound familiar. Of course, that day I was more concerned with a cousin who worked in the North Tower than anything else. It took a couple of days, but we found out that she was safe. By then, the only photos were of the pile of debris.

Mike,

I found a blog, I think you'll like it:

http://brokershandsontheirfacesblog.tumblr.com/

I love watching the NYSE ticker on my laptop. Though it refreshes pretty quickly, on mornings like today I can't refresh fast enough. This free fall is disgusting and fascinating all at once.