I have arrived in my humble abode after a lovely dinner with family. Oh no we didn't discuss politics, inflation, nor did we postulate the future price of Silver. The main concern, or topic of greater importace, if you will, was that Lady Gaga showed up to the grammy's in a fucking giant egg. Yup, an egg.
Prices are soaring, gas prices (in Canada) are a joke, and we need to swallow the fact that some drug snorting boarderline retarded singer that makes millions importing shit into my ears has to be plastered all over the front page of everything. Fuck off. Cant side track me from the truth.
My friends, the time has come, the end is near, keep fighting this battle against the PTB and their mindfucking tactics.
More on topic, I have an interview with a gentlemen who has been in one of the SLV vaults on Tuesday. I have also been in contact with the assay auditor. This should be interesting...I will record the call with their permission. I see Blythe already at work early tonight, she must be on some sort of reverse sleeping schedule lately.
It would have been cool if she showed up in a .9999 Silver Egg...that would have been cool. (I'm not a Gaga fan if you haven't noticed)
More to come tomorrow, have a great night watching shitty music and coke'd out artists perform for $300,000 an hour.