Yes, we are "Snowbirds" (northerners who move to a warmer southern state to escape Winter) and we have been escaping in Paradise (Key West) for four warm, fun filled, months and, truth be told, as I write this, I am sad to leave.   But leave we must as Family and an alternative, full, abundant life awaits us in Springtime New York. 

   As I looked around the table at the 19 Gothamites and guests in the dining room deep below street level on East 54th Street, I thought about all the years of in-person Gotham networking meetings. 

I start most days early and almost all of my work – in fact a good bit of my life - is online via phone, zoom, and various chats and apps. To connect with the West Coast, I am often online at night too, making for long and productive days. My time spent looking at the screen - both on the phone and computer - has gotten longer. Picking up and looking at the phone is second nature, and while it is a wonderful tool, the phone can also create an unwanted distraction.  

Every year, I look forward to the kick off of spring and the move to my deck.  Working outside in my backyard is my happy place.  

My daughter and her husband are currently in Greece on their honeymoon.

So tomorrow is April 29; 4/29 if use we use just numbers. When I went to post today’s blog, I was greeted by a message (see upper left) that I have 428 posts (Today is 4/28.). That means the blog that post today is #429. A coincidence. Any significance. Something to ponder.

We are at the cusp, an inflection point and Mustafa Suleyman, the AI CEO at Microsoft, has a new vision for the future of AI that is worth listening to. I would suggest watching this YouTube video to hear his point of view and the impact this technology will have.   https://www.ted.com/talks/mustafa_suleyman_what_is_an_ai_anyway?

Cuba Libre is my favorite 5:00 adult beverage while I am in Key West. For those unfamiliar, it is a mix of rum, coke and a squeeze of lime. To say the least it tickles my fancy. Especially when sipped from an old fruit jar :) Allegedly, it was named at the dawn of the 20th Century by an American Captain stationed in Havana during the Spanish-American War who hoisted it while toasting "Por Cuba Libre" ("To a free Cuba") and just like that a catchy appellation was born!