Empire

The accountant who does my taxes has a new office on the 74th floor of the Empire State Building. It's so high up, you can see the weather approaching. We watched this massive wave of snow creep toward us along the horizon. It was biblical.

Which is appropriate, because my accountant is Jesus Christ. Who knew he'd come back as a CPA?

Got a visit from the Paramount fairy yesterday, which gave me an opportunity to check out my lawyer's new offices. It has this astounding, picture-book view of Central Park in full.

And... that's my life. Admiring the views in other people's offices.

That and never-ending revisions...