It was a busy weekend here in Orlando recently.
The markets were going bananas - something about millions of insanely crowded, leveraged-to-the-gills bets against volatility blowing up like "Zabriskie Point" - but I wasn't sweating it too much.
My money was in good shape, still drawing unreasonably good returns from top-flight companies I own.
But The MoneyShow was in town, so I took a break from researching everything there is to know about these firms to spend parts of Thursday and Friday there.
Though, it must be said, I've gone every year since I moved to Orlando six years ago - for at least part of the day.
Here's the thing: I don't think I have attended five of the sessions in that time. You see, I've got little to no interest in most of the topics; I've tested - and rejected - most of their allegedly "foolproof" strategies years ago.
I go for three reasons.
First, I know many of the speakers, so I go to have lunch, dinner, or just a coffee to catch up with them.
Second, I go to restock my office supplies. Most of the exhibitors are giving away pens, notepads, and other useful stuff. Yes, I'm "that guy."
Last, and most important, I go to wander the exhibit areas and check out the hot topics of the day... and what horrific new ideas are being foisted on the investing public. I talk to folks and eavesdrop.
What I found this year was pretty upsetting, to be honest...