Algonquin Round Table

Hey Race Fans!  Happy day to you!

Tonight, barring the unforeseen, we will get together with the Realtor, the Contractor, the Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and....    Wait.  Um...

No.  Tonight we will get together with the Contractor that we prefer to use for our projects, as well as our preferred Realtor.  We will sit around the Realtor's table with a beer or two and discuss the poetics of transforming houses, as well as the poetic justice of profits.  

Mind you, this is no Algonquin Round Table -that venerable meeting spot of actors, writers and wit back in the day.  Dorthy Parker will not be gracing us with her presence. Nor will we be meeting in New York City or anywhere near West 44th Street.  The jokes might be present, but they will lack the panache, punch and the lingering acerbic taste and affront that one can find in, well, The Portable Dorthy Parker.  

But meet we will.  Sitting around drinking libations and possibly dining on bovine will possibly provide the requisite recipe for frank talk and casual shoulders.  We have a lot to talk about...  Hazel Street -and was the lot cleared yesterday(?), a new renovation/transformation candidate that we made an offer on, the CM company we employed for Hazel, and above all else, time.  

Time is our number one concern.  The more turns at the track the better.  Less turns equates into less experience.  And less experience refers mainly to profits.  Less profits and we spend more time caught in earth's pull as we try to escape gravity.   And the loop repeats and repeats and repeats and repeats and repeats...

It may not be the brain trust at The Algonquin Hotel back in the day, but it will certainly be a good meeting with good people about good and important topics.  The question is will it result in good actions?  

Stay tuned.