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21 Jan 2009 | 3 Comments
Google – Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves.” ~ Matthew 7:15

For trader types you can replace the word “prophets” with “profits” and Matthew is still right on the money. But this is about a different wolf – Google.

Six months ago, I was somewhat familiar with the SEO concept. This blog has helped me learn a few more technical lessons. Still Google’s intentions are not clear to me…

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15 Jan 2009 | 4 Comments
From One Amateur…

I was the summer intern at Eaton Vance, in the Strategic Income Fund team a few summers ago. Taking my job very seriously, I did everything to make sure that my duties were carried out to absolute perfection with attention to every detail. After a few weeks, the team got used to having everything in order; and I realized that I had created a process where…

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9 Jan 2009 | 2 Comments
The Magic Bread

Before I continue my story, I need to tell you about an Armenian cartoon called կախարդական լավաշ which means “the magic lavash (flat bread)”. It gives me great pain that this superb work of art loaded with life’s lessons can only be understood by Armenians. In many ways, my life is the story of the little boy in the cartoon who decides to explore the world to find his destiny. His mother gives him her blessing along with the magic bread which replenishes itself during his journey…

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4 Jan 2009 | No Comment
Coming Back To America

As I mentioned previously, I called my friends in Boston to let them know I was heading to Armenia after a wonderful year in America. They told me that if I had not already booked the tickets, I should fly through Boston and spend a couple days before going back. It sounded like a good idea since I did not know if I would ever see them again. During this detour, I met their daughter (I had no idea they even had kids)…

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2 Jan 2009 | No Comment
Two Armenian Couples In Florida Changed My Life

Spring of 1994 was as full of hope as the spring of 1993. I had applied to a few colleges in the US but the question of financial support still remained unresolved.

At school I had a friend whose parents had emigrated from Poland. He used to be in my physics class. During one of the labs he offered to drive if I’d be interested to go check out the international fair in St. Petersburg. A few days later…