Never had I thought that it woud have come to this. The aftertaste of my afternoon coffee was still in my mouth. Bitter, a sprig of lemon peel seemed to have made it onto my palatte while I was drinking. Suddently, the average day became more beautiful than all the rest of my life. This sunlight today was more beautiful to me than the the light that hit me the day I was brought out from my mothers womb.

That time of year is upon us when there are new phones in the air. September is always the month that iPhones are born. I suppose there is no real surprise. It seems like there is a full year gestational period for the next iteration each year.   I have been in need of a new phone for a little while but I’ve been limping along to just try to make it to the day of ordering. But now I have to make up my mind.   Anyone out there have any advice for me in choosing my next iPhone? Do I want the 11 Pro, the 11 Max or the ordinary 11?

Most of you are my friends on Facebook. If you’re not, I invite you to friend me.

With my daughter back in town, she took up offers to join me at Citifield and Madison Square Garden on successive days. The Mets, in an afternoon game without any input from their “Polar Bear” parked a record six shots over the fence; not bad to attend a record breaking game and of course a victory, 11-1 over the D-Backs. The next eve we took in a concert billed as “Peter Frampton Finale - The Farewell Tour” at the Garden. Marisa told me it was the best ever concert.

There isn't a day goes by now that I don't get spam calls on my cell phone.    I must receive about 5-10 calls a day. And they are very smart because the calls look like they come from local towns around me. It's gotten to the point where I don't answer calls if the phone number is not in my contact list.  

I usually wake up (without an alarm) before 5:30 and loll a while in bed. However, at this time of year it is far tougher to get out of bed as it is dark.  Pitch black. Hello darkness, you’re no friend.

It’s that awkward moment. “Hello Ben” she says as she smiles and extends her hand.

Recently, I met a group of people that adopted the Go-Giver attitude toward business and personal relationships. Much like the Gotham mantra, this group shares our philosophy. It always amazes me that when we give, gifts come back With fall in full force, busy schedules prevail. My Go-Giver colleague invited me on an interview to chat about my passion. I hesitated for 1 full year. I finally gave in and I film tomorrow morning, to go live next week. Without hesitation the topic was easily about startup communities.