wheres captain ipod

i haven't posted for weeks.... still sitting in Ipod's plane (in seat 47F) with my bag of stock (600,000) and waiting for the flight to stardom. Food ran out days ago. Cheif Steward (Glenn somebody..) stopped speaking to us weeks ago and we're still sitting here on the tarmac, cold, hungry and miserable.

Given my somewhat stubborn investment style (and inherent belief in this damn company) i will continue to hold until either:
a) something happens, or
b) my wife finds out that i've just blow a couple of hundred grand on a dog and i am forced to sell, or
c) i come to my senses and abort the mission.