Junior's

Getting older is rad. It's like you just keep getting better at living your life and being yourself as each year passes, even as you live through each day. I guess a better way to put it is that I don't feel like I necessarily make better decisions or smarter decisions or plan more thoroughly, I just feel better about the things that happen, more in control of how I feel, not of what happens.

I had the best time today, driving around Brooklyn in my big old car, listening to the radio, wandering around Target trying on clothes. I got what I went out to get (the Oprah Anniversary DVD Box Set for Amy Bez's birthday), but not from a small vendor in Williamsburg. I guess the people here are too ironic to need any help from Oprah. But in Greenpoint, we definitely need her help. Oprah, that is, and Amy Bez too.

I got all dressed up in my new cheap clothes and I must say that I looked FABU. I am quite attracted to myself. And humble about it. Moving on, I have never been to Junior's but I will definitely go back. It was this beautiful big old Brooklyn upscale downscale soul food world famous diner filled with loads of well-dressed and well-mannered black folks out eating some of the most delicious food in the known world. Our waiter was really nice and quite attentive. His name was Kaiser, and he was from the Middle East. He even brought a few waiters over to sing Happy Birthday when our cheesecake slice arrived. Sweet.

On the way home, I found the birthday songs on my ipod and we sang Happy Birthday at the top of our lungs to Frank Sinatra, Stevie Wonder and some crazy little Filipino kids, and maybe a midget.

What does all this have to do with real estate? Nothing. It has to do with healing and balance and perserverance and keeping a good attitude and enjoying things and doing what you want to do and real estate is thrown in there as a part of life, as a part of my life as it is going right now. We are a good group.