A have Greek villa on my mind.

I just can’t seem to get rid of the image. It doesn’t have to be on the ocean, it could be in the country. I am good with either.

A place with a veranda where you can relax with morning coffee, and afternoon cocktails and cigars.

A place of peace.

My youngest daughter lives in Greece. She has for a number of years and she loves it there. Her mother and I are very happy for her. We are very proud of her. We love her very much.

And I need her to lease a villa for me for about a month.

When my youngest lived at home…her mother and I would plan a yearly vacation to the Atlantic Ocean. It was glorious. We did this as a family for about 8 years.

I think that a month in Greece would help me re-live those years, and those fond memories of us as a family. Of course, my daughter doesn’t see things in the light. She feels her apartment, which is right up the street from the ocean, is perfect for me. Unfortunately, she forgets about my entourage.

Lighting guy, sound guy, show runner, writers. The child forgets that I am an internationally known internet sensation.

In my mind.

For 8 years we just knew we were going to North Carolina. To a house on the Atlantic Shore.

So, I am working on my passport. And working on getting my butt back. And learning on how to drink ouzo in all of it’s forms.

I’m ready to go…..