• Get married, ONCE. 
• Have 3-4 kids. 
• Own a chain, international restaurant/lounge empire. 
• Build my own custom modern home alongside architects, my high school art teacher Mr. Antinori, and interior designers.
• Own multiple art galleries in NYC, and LA.
• Become fluent in French, Spanish, Portuguese, Japanese, and Mandarin Chinese.
• Go street racing in a fine high-end car against John.
• Take a family trip to another country in my private jet.
• Go scuba diving in Tahiti, hopefully I’ll be able to swim by then. 
• Burn out the clutch in a Ferrari, Lamborghini, and Porsche.
• Have one of the most extensive plastic model collections ever. 
• Be a receptive parent, receptive to the point where my children won’t feel the need to hide, or cover up things from me. Whether it be about growing up, drugs, sex, alcohol, etc. 
• Race against someone for pink slips, and win their car. 
• Buy my wife a pink Lamborghini for her birthday. 
• Kiss my wife on the beaches of Ibiza at Café del Mar during sunset. 
• Always get my children exactly what it is they wanted for Christmas without them having to ask for it. 
• Get my father that Mercedes he’s always wanted. 
• Consistently surprise my mother with all sorts of random gifts even if she doesn’t want them.
• Eat a Fugu dish. 
• Give all my long-standing friends from high school 100% free meals at any of my restaurants. 
• Own a Starbucks.
• Survive a motorcycle accident injury-free.
• Give my daughters’ boyfriends a chance, because I know what it’s like to be judged before even given a chance to speak.
• Own multiple homes.
• Single-handedly make as many children as possible’s Christmas. 
• Learn how to dance Samba and Salsa. 
• Beat John in a hand-to-hand duel. 
• Race through the streets of Stockholm.
• Skydive.
• Circumnavigate the Earth aboard a catamaran yacht with my wife and kids for the summer.  
• Have two to three bestselling books on the market.
• Learn to rollerblade. 
• Enter outer space.
• Have annual Christmas parties at my place. 
• Throw the funnest birthday parties for my kids. 
• Never lose the child inside of myself, the child that remains curious, the child that never becomes too old to play dress-up and have tea parties with his daughter. The child that never stops loving those around him. And the child that never becomes too old to play hide and seek.
• Be the greatest father, friend, husband, and human being that I can be…No matter how much I may accomplish, I’m still a human being. I won’t be able to take my material possessions with me. It’s all a matter of how much of an impact I make on the lives of the people around me, and how fondly I will be remembered when it comes time for me to expire, that’s what matters………That’s what matters to me.

Life isn’t a business, it’s not some entrepreneurial venture. It’s not a matter of how much you make FROM it. It’s a matter of how much you make OF it. There’s enough sadness, sorrow, and deception in this world. So why add to it? Why add to it when you have the very power to make a difference…It’s a shame our society works in a manner in which you need money to accomplish what it is you want to. Well, instead of complaining about it, just work with the hand you’ve been dealt. 

I know, my good-willed nature won’t make me the richest businessman out there, but I’d rather make my money honestly, and be surrounded by the ones I love, who reciprocate that love. Instead of having all that money, and a big house, with nice cars…And nobody who genuinely cares around you to share it all with.