I found a journal the other day. Mostly pointless ramblings by a much younger version of me, but there were certainly some clear “items” that I should have experienced by now.
For starters, I was supposed to be enjoying a lucrative private detective career on Oahu Island; driving around a Ferrari and living life with my friend who flies helicopters for a living.
Clearly that one did not pan out somehow.
My second career was as a Hollywood stunt man by day and bounty hunter by night.
Never happened.
Matter of fact, I never owned a black Pontiac Trans Am that spoke to me, never captured bad guys on the streets of NY, never solved medical dilemmas in under an hour, and I never battled siblings over the direction and control of my family empire.
Man, have I got some catching up to do. Anybody else missing something?
Fine, I suppose this is where you look for some witty insights to my mind. A "bio" of sorts. Here is the deal... I ride motorcycles, smoke cigars, golf, kayak, fly, race my car through the mountains, write (a lot), and travel extensively. I am almost old enough not to care what other people think about me...almost. ~Godfadr
about $32 billion and a compound built on a private island that never suffers any major weather catastrophes….any idea where any of it is, so I can recover it? It seems my deal with the Nigerian Princes have not been panning out!