Wall Observer BTC/USD - Bitcoin price movement tracking & discussion

[chichidori]

Bitcoin is slowly gaining its price will it reach the 600 USD a piece before the end of this month or will it get lower to 500.

[dumbfbrankings]

Bitcoin is slowly gaining its price will it reach the 600 USD a piece before the end of this month or will it get lower to 500.

Way to commit, man.

[BitChick]

Bitchick is back........


I recall that a couple of years ago, you said that your husband had sold a bunch of coins, maybe it was in the $400s, or maybe in the upper $300s? 

Did you buy any coins back between $200 and $500?   

We sold some.  We purchased some.  We hodled some.

A wise man/woman avoids all extremes.

[BlindMayorBitcorn]

Do you read the bible, Brett? Well there's this passage I got memorized, sort of fits the occasion.

Yah! You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Fatty, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.
   
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.

Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned... bastard!

I'd show you but I'm too old; I'm too tired; I'm too fucking blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place!

Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Mother motherfuck
Mother motherfuck fuck
Motherfuck motherfuck
Noise, noise, noise
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Noise, noise noise
Shmokin'Weed shmoking wizz
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers
Rollin' fatties, smokin' blunts
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts!

Dave's not here.
No, man, I'm Dave, man.
Hey, c'mon, man.
Who is it?
It's Dave, man, will you open up? I got the stuff with me.

Who?
Dave, man, open up.
Dave?
Ya, Dave.
Dave's not here.

No, man, I am Dave, man, will you?
C'mon, open up the door, will you?
I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
Who is it?
Oh, what the hell is it c'mon open up the door, it's Dave.

Who?
Dave, D A V E, will you open up the goddamn door.
Dave?
Ya, Dave...

Dave?

[SheHadMANHands]

tiny version of the multi-month consolidation?  lets make it self-fulfilling 

[dumbfbrankings]

Do you read the bible, Brett? Well there's this passage I got memorized, sort of fits the occasion.

Yah! You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Fatty, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.
   
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.

Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned... bastard!

I'd show you but I'm too old; I'm too tired; I'm too fucking blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place!

Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Mother motherfuck
Mother motherfuck fuck
Motherfuck motherfuck
Noise, noise, noise
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Noise, noise noise
Shmokin'Weed shmoking wizz
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers
Rollin' fatties, smokin' blunts
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts!

Dave's not here.
No, man, I'm Dave, man.
Hey, c'mon, man.
Who is it?
It's Dave, man, will you open up? I got the stuff with me.

Who?
Dave, man, open up.
Dave?
Ya, Dave.
Dave's not here.

No, man, I am Dave, man, will you?
C'mon, open up the door, will you?
I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
Who is it?
Oh, what the hell is it c'mon open up the door, it's Dave.

Who?
Dave, D A V E, will you open up the goddamn door.
Dave?
Ya, Dave

Dave?

The picture's not doing it for me right now, Dignan.

[TERA]

Here we see another sighting of that multi month consolidation.

[_nur]

why cant i vote? mod help please

[dumbfbrankings]

why cant i vote? mod help please

Maybe stop being newbie scum, hmm? I see you've already got your sig in place, ur gonna go places here.

[glendall]

Prepare for lift-off.

[Fatman3001]

Do you read the bible, Brett? Well there's this passage I got memorized, sort of fits the occasion.

Yah! You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Fatty, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.
   
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.

Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned... bastard!

I'd show you but I'm too old; I'm too tired; I'm too fucking blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place!

Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Mother motherfuck
Mother motherfuck fuck
Motherfuck motherfuck
Noise, noise, noise
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Noise, noise noise
Shmokin'Weed shmoking wizz
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers
Rollin' fatties, smokin' blunts
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts!

Dave's not here.
No, man, I'm Dave, man.
Hey, c'mon, man.
Who is it?
It's Dave, man, will you open up? I got the stuff with me.

Who?
Dave, man, open up.
Dave?
Ya, Dave.
Dave's not here.

No, man, I am Dave, man, will you?
C'mon, open up the door, will you?
I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
Who is it?
Oh, what the hell is it c'mon open up the door, it's Dave.

Who?
Dave, D A V E, will you open up the goddamn door.
Dave?
Ya, Dave...

Dave?

You went out six hours ago to buy a money counter and you come back with a semi-conscious Gloria and a bag of fertilizer. Alarm bells are ringing, Willie.

We need fertilizer Winston.

Mmmhmm. We also need a money counter. This money's got to be out by Thursday, I'm buggered if I'm gonna count it. Just make sure if you do need to buy sodding fertilizer you could be a bit more subtle.

What do you mean?

We grow copious amounts of ganja, yah? And you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking- culturalist! That's what I mean Willie.

[DARKHOLDER]

Bitcoin is slowly gaining its price will it reach the 600 USD a piece before the end of this month or will it get lower to 500.

So today or tomorrow btc must go up to 600$?

[afbitcoins]

[fichtn12345]

Strange looking top...

Unless, of course, it isn't a top?  

indeed, smells like breakout to me

could be a stair pattern if you ask me...

[savetherainforest]

The rabid BTCunny seems to be naughty today! Up! Up! Them dragons can't chase the bunny!

[DaRude]

Ok ok fine i'll be that guy. Willy is back !!!!!!   And he's on finex now. BTC1 every 15sec. Accumulation phase 1 started. Or do we not talk about it as to not to spook him? I didn't get the last memo

[dloghwak]

Ok ok fine i'll be that guy. Willy is back !!!!!!   And he's on finex now. BTC1 every 15sec. Accumulation phase 1 started. Or do we not talk about it as to not to spook him? I didn't get the last memo

That's rule 1, do not talk about Willy goddamn.

[DaRude]

Ok ok fine i'll be that guy. Willy is back !!!!!!   And he's on finex now. BTC1 every 15sec. Accumulation phase 1 started. Or do we not talk about it as to not to spook him? I didn't get the last memo

That's rule 1, do not talk about Willy goddamn.

But there are only few things people can look at forever, fire, water, sky, and Willy in action. Plus they're not even trying to hide him at least randomize the amounts and times a bit

[BlindMayorBitcorn]

Do you read the bible, Brett? Well there's this passage I got memorized, sort of fits the occasion.

Yah! You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Fatty, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.
   
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.

Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned... bastard!

I'd show you but I'm too old; I'm too tired; I'm too fucking blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place!

Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Mother motherfuck
Mother motherfuck fuck
Motherfuck motherfuck
Noise, noise, noise
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Noise, noise noise
Shmokin'Weed shmoking wizz
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers
Rollin' fatties, smokin' blunts
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts!

Dave's not here.
No, man, I'm Dave, man.
Hey, c'mon, man.
Who is it?
It's Dave, man, will you open up? I got the stuff with me.

Who?
Dave, man, open up.
Dave?
Ya, Dave.
Dave's not here.

No, man, I am Dave, man, will you?
C'mon, open up the door, will you?
I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
Who is it?
Oh, what the hell is it c'mon open up the door, it's Dave.

Who?
Dave, D A V E, will you open up the goddamn door.
Dave?
Ya, Dave...

Dave?

You went out six hours ago to buy a money counter and you come back with a semi-conscious Gloria and a bag of fertilizer. Alarm bells are ringing, Willie.

We need fertilizer Winston.

Mmmhmm. We also need a money counter. This money's got to be out by Thursday, I'm buggered if I'm gonna count it. Just make sure if you do need to buy sodding fertilizer you could be a bit more subtle.

What do you mean?

We grow copious amounts of ganja, yah? And you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking- culturalist! That's what I mean Willie.

Winston Smith [voice-over]: It was three years ago, on a dark evening. Easy to slip past the patrols, and I'd gone into the proletarian areas. There was no one else on the street, and no telescreens. She said, "Two dollars," so I went with her. She had a young face, painted very thick. It was really the paint that appealed to me: white like a mask, and bright red lips. There were no preliminaries. Standing there with the smell of dead insects and cheap perfume, I went and did it just the same.

[Fatman3001]

Do you read the bible, Brett? Well there's this passage I got memorized, sort of fits the occasion.

Yah! You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

Fatty, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.
   
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.

Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned... bastard!

I'd show you but I'm too old; I'm too tired; I'm too fucking blind. If I were the man I was five years ago I'd take a flame-thrower to this place!

Fuck, fuck, fuck,
Mother motherfuck
Mother motherfuck fuck
Motherfuck motherfuck
Noise, noise, noise
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Noise, noise noise
Shmokin'Weed shmoking wizz
Doin' coke, drinkin' beers
Drinkin' beers, beers, beers
Rollin' fatties, smokin' blunts
Who smokes the blunts?
We smoke the blunts!

Dave's not here.
No, man, I'm Dave, man.
Hey, c'mon, man.
Who is it?
It's Dave, man, will you open up? I got the stuff with me.

Who?
Dave, man, open up.
Dave?
Ya, Dave.
Dave's not here.

No, man, I am Dave, man, will you?
C'mon, open up the door, will you?
I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me.
Who is it?
Oh, what the hell is it c'mon open up the door, it's Dave.

Who?
Dave, D A V E, will you open up the goddamn door.
Dave?
Ya, Dave...

Dave?

You went out six hours ago to buy a money counter and you come back with a semi-conscious Gloria and a bag of fertilizer. Alarm bells are ringing, Willie.

We need fertilizer Winston.

Mmmhmm. We also need a money counter. This money's got to be out by Thursday, I'm buggered if I'm gonna count it. Just make sure if you do need to buy sodding fertilizer you could be a bit more subtle.

What do you mean?

We grow copious amounts of ganja, yah? And you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking- culturalist! That's what I mean Willie.

Winston Smith [voice-over]: It was three years ago, on a dark evening. Easy to slip past the patrols, and I'd gone into the proletarian areas. There was no one else on the street, and no telescreens. She said, "Two dollars," so I went with her. She had a young face, painted very thick. It was really the paint that appealed to me: white like a mask, and bright red lips. There were no preliminaries. Standing there with the smell of dead insects and cheap perfume, I went and did it just the same.

Ugh. All day long I felt like white open-toed shoes after Labor Day.