Pure Capitalism in The World of Online Startups.

This is one of my favorites. Jason Calcanis of This Week in Startups interviews 37 Signals founder David Heinemeier Hansson on the topic of startups, M&A, profits and why profitless companies are continuing to fall victim to the ‘graveyard of acquisitions.’ {Business: I love this fucking game.}

The video starts midway, where I think the best content begins.

In Hindsight

Yesterday I migrated a bunch of content from my facebook to this blog and in the process had the chance to revisit some of my writing. I couldn’t help but wanting to edit some of those writings. Often it was a feeling of, perhaps my sentiment was too strong on a few points, or maybe that I could have said things better.

However, I suspect that all writers deal with a certain level of remorse in hindsight. That isn’t to say there aren’t pieces that I am completely satisfied with, but that tends to be the exception rather than the rule. Like everyone, my tastes, opinions, and situations are subject to change, so in that spirit I am going to publish this before I edit the crap out of it.

What I learned in 2010; The Year that Was.

I am thankful for having been through such a wide array of experiences and emotions, all culminating with the man sitting here today writing this. I’ve come to not only know who I am on a deeper level, but I’ve also become more grounded in that person.

Some things I learned, some I relearned, some were reaffirmed. Here’s the list.

Wherever you go, there you are, so lead, never follow.

You can’t change a person’s nature.

You don’t know someone until you’ve seen their bad side.

I’m great at building businesses, okay at best when it comes to running them.

I care about money much less than I thought, but I am more committed than ever to accumulating it.

You have no idea what is going to happen, you will always be surprised at where you are.

Whether you are at your highest or your lowest, you never know it at the time.

Don’t count on anyone but your closest family.

I’m really proud of myself for the courage I’ve shown.

I have no interest in accumulating more than will fit inside a Range Rover. Give me my books, a laptop, a couple good pieces of art, a blackberry, my keepsakes and some clothes. Goodbye.

I should stop spending thousands furnishing new places, because I seem to suffer from bouts of wanderlust.

I need my alone time.

Never, ever – get back together with someone who doesn’t give a fuck about you. But, finally knowing you are better than that provides a level of closure that almost makes it worth it.

Don’t get her name tattooed on you. For fuck’s sake.

Laugh at everything. Laugh now, laugh then, laugh in bed, laugh all the way to the bank.

My life is a combination of Vanilla Sky and the Count of Monte Cristo.

When it comes to the company you keep, take a look at their motives.

I never forget a transgression. It’s really hard for me ever to forgive them at times.

My happiest times are when I am doing the things I want to do, for me.

My family means way more to me than I knew.

I crave routine.

I’ll never settle or sleep good until I’ve done it.

Face the fact of life that people are in it for themselves and their family, so unless you are a part of that group or are going to be, we are still cave people who are capable of doing terrible things to others. Some people are going to do whatever it takes to get their version of happy.

Build you own family and provide for them. Make your place in the world.


Never enter into a business partnership unless they are writing you checks for beaucoup money.

Attorney’s will rape you.

Do everything you can that makes you happy. Live in that place, live those activities. Be the change.

….etc etc

Things That Bring Me Joy

I’m writing this as a reminder to spend 2011 doing them.


Working out
Eating Well
Reading the Paper (WSJ)
Having People for Dinner
Listening To Music
Generosity + Gifting
Goal-Setting & Planning
Having Coffee
Building Businesses
Fine Dining
Shopping (evolving my style, while keeping it classic)
Getting Haircuts + Spa
Shopping for my home
Making Money
Sports Cars
Being on the water
Driving + Listening to Music
Shopping at Natural Health Food Stores
Taking Vitamins + Supplements
Being Proud of Myself
Going to Concerts
Building upon my Faith + Spirituality
Drinking Smoothies
Eating Outside
Going New Places
Doing New Things
Helping Others
Reading Magazines
Coastal Living
Weekend + Day Trips
Surf Fishing
Mani – Pedis
Wearing Shorts
Going to Sports Games + Watching them with the people I care about
Being Mentored + Being a Mentor
Living My Credo
Not Compromising nor Settling
Doing things for my family and friends
Being Larger > Life
Discovering New Music
Designing My Life
Making Love
Loving The Person I am
Mastering Humility
Discovering New Passions
Knowing Myself and Being True to My Self, Authentic
Buying Books, Being at the bookstore
That’s it for now.

Things I am Passionate About

{unordered list}

Luxury Living and “” Goods



Generosity of spirit (teaching others and sharing my energy, beliefs and passions)

Luxury and exotics (namely Porsche)



Haute Cuisine and California Coastal “”

Style & Fashion

Living Well

Business & Entrepreneurship

Reading & Learning

Authenticity (being myself, and cultivating myself)

Legacy (the pedigree I create for my family)

Emotions (love, happiness, empathy, joy)

Taking care of myself (health, nutrition, skin care, fitness)

Aesthetics, design and decor

Designing my life and materializing my goals

Self Evolution and Growth



– That’s it for now.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley, written in 1875 from his hospital bed.

It’s Not Mothers Day, but Hey Momma.

I’m far away from my mom and I miss her. I really do have the most amazing mom. No one will know the things she has done for me or the patience she always had with me. Or the countless times I showed up unannounced at her door and she gave me the best hug in the world, cooked me a meal and just listened to me.

Sometimes I didn’t always like the advice she gave me or her style of parenting, but I see now it was her way of treating me like a man and setting expectations for me.

Don’t get me wrong, the other 99% of advice and parenting style I loved. My mom taught me that I was special and how to be strong, no matter what. She taught me how to really appreciate things.

I know I didn’t always make a point to spend enough real time with you or say a proper goodbye, but know I regret doing so and I admire you all the more for not holding it against me. I couldn’t have asked for a more loving, kind, fun and supportive mom.

I know I can’t live far away from you for too long, because I miss you too much.

You’re an amazing woman mom. I love you. Thanks for making me, me. You’ve always been my best friend.

Success and Motivation: Lessons from Mark Cuban

Dallas Mavericks owner and billionaire Mark Cuban sold his first company Microsulutions to Compuserve in 1990, pocketing about 2 million after taxes at the age of 32. Nine years later, he sold broadcast.com to Yahoo for 5.9 Billion in yahoo stock becoming a billionaire at age 41.

He possesses remarkable business acumen and more impressive is his transparency in sharing his beliefs and habits with others.

There are some things I have read that have been of extreme value to me. Almost priceless. Very few highly successful people open up and let you see the fabric of their success. I have been fortunate to work with a couple of them and have a couple of them take me under their wing. Their contributions to my success were immeasurable.

What follows is a series of blog posts written by Cuban on his Blog, http://www.blogmaverick.com/

They can be accessed at: http://blogmaverick.com/2007/12/24/success-and-motivation/

They are additionally republished (I do not own any copyright) to preserve them for future readings.

Success and Motivation, Part 1

Apr 23rd 2004 9:37AM

Success and Motivation

I did it too. I drove by big houses and would wonder who lived there. What did they do for a living? How did they make their money? Someday, I would tell myself, I would live in a house like that. Every weekend I would do it.

I read books about successful people. In fact, I read every book or magazine I could get my hands on. I would tell myself 1 good idea would pay for the book and could make the difference between me making it or not.

I worked jobs I didn’t like. I worked jobs I loved, but had no chance of being a career. I worked jobs that barely paid the rent. I had so many jobs my parents wondered if I would be stable. Most of them aren’t on my resume anymore because I was there so short a time or they were so stupid I was embarrassed. You don’t want to write about selling powdered milk or selling franchises for TV repair shops. In every job, I would justify it in my mind whether I loved it or hated it that I was getting paid to learn and every experience would be of value when I figured out what I wanted to do when I grew up.

If I ever grew up, I hoped to run my own business some day. It’s exactly what I told myself every day. In reality, I had as much doubt as confidence. I was just hoping the confidence would win over the doubt and it would all work out for the best.

I remember being 24 years old, living in Dallas in a 3-bedroom apartment with 5 other friends. This wasn’t a really nice place we all kicked in to move up for. This place has since been torn down. Probably condemned. I didn’t have my own bedroom. I slept on the couch or floor depending on what time I got home. I had no closet. Instead I had a pile that everyone knew was mine. My car had the usual hole in the floorboard, a ’77 FIAT X19 that burned a quart of oil that I couldn’t afford every week.

To make matters worse, because I was living on happy hour food, and the 2 beers cover charge, I was gaining weight like a pig. My confidence wasn’t at an all time high. I was having fun. Don’t get me wrong. I truly was having a blast. Great friends, great city, great energy, pretty girls. Ok, the pretty girls had no interest in my fat and growing ass at the time, but that’s another story….

I was motivated to do something I loved. I just wasn’t sure what it was. I made a list of all the different jobs I would love to do. (I still have it.) The problem was that I wasn’t qualified for any of them. But I needed to pay the bills.

Continue reading “Success and Motivation: Lessons from Mark Cuban”

this I beleive

Preface: Part of my inspiration to write this comes from a program on NPR, titled “This I Believe”.

From NPR, describing the program: “Based on a 1950s radio program of the same name, Americans from all walks of life share the personal philosophies and core values that guide their daily lives. Hear previous features and read more from the archives below.”


The other source of inspiration simply stems from my firm convictions. What follows isn’t the sum of my beliefs, nor my creed or values. It’s simply what I know right now and what I feel the need to document. ###

I believe I need to live by the sea and that I am destined to raise the most amazing kids in the world. I believe that inside of me is a genius writer and that there is a lesson within everything. I believe my purpose on earth is to love, share my spirit with others, cultivate myself as a man, and create a family; a legacy; a pedigree. I believe in G-d and in myself. I believe I deserve more now than I did then. I believe I’m right here right now for a reason and that it’s on my path.

– Lawrence

Life’s Simple Pleasures

I’m fond of saying that I’m the happiest (& luckiest) guy I know and I suspect my family and friends can attest to this.

I’ve continually grown happier with age as I’ve discovered what brings me joy and everyday I’ve unabashedly savored life’s simple pleasures.

Here are a few:

A good movie, pellegrino, or even soda water with lemon, a crisp issue of a good magazine or newspaper, sandwich, chips and a beer, a good t-shirt, working out, orange juice, sweaters and sweats, (any clothes you feel comfortable in) a good game on the telly, good conversation, candlelight, mutual respect, good music, hearing your family say they love you, thin crust pizza, reading tabloids while in line at the grocery store, hot sauce, espresso or cappucino, quotes and sayings, keeping in touch with friends, trident gum, books, pictures and keepsakes, cooking a roast chicken, the respect of your significant other’s family and friends, toy cars and army guys, wikipedia and google, reunions with fam and friends, reminiscing, traditions, talking in bed, my favorite shoes, a glass of milk, a smile from a child or a person of age, shellfish, being thankful, having generosity of spirit, face lotion, a comfy bed, a shower, clean clothes, being proud of yourself, a good burger, modern medicine, faith and love.

There are many, many, many more. Some occur only once while some, like washing my face, happen everyday – well, almost.