Yes, Trout. By looking too close sometimes, the price diddles around and plays with my mind, like hypnotizing. I read the smallest twitch in my preferred direction as embryonic signs of support and somehow disregard as irrelevant, huge moves against me as if I've got something to prove and damn if I'll risk it all to have a seat at the table to be there when it happens. Those metals this morning were the perfect example, firm, drawing one in and then draining out throughout the afternoon, ending unch to down. They got the morning longs by the throat now. Any mercy?