Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 31

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

Thank you for indulging me in another of my “Tuesday Muse Day” reflections.  As this is the final day of 2013, it lends itself to reflection.

 

Do you make New Year’s resolutions?  I rarely do.  It isn’t that I lack room for improvement, but I undertake reformation throughout the year, and rarely do those effort coincide with January 1.

This past year saw my first full year of efforts as a professional real estate agent, and it has been a rewarding transition.  Although I understand how we got it, I don’t like the stigma of real estate agents as pushy, unlistening hucksters in hot pursuit of a buck.  I’ve learned and demonstrated that one can succeed in real estate without stooping to unethical, disrespectful practices.  I’m proud of what James Espositio has built at Sommerlyn Associates, and I look forward to many years of collaboration with him and others in helping myriad individuals find ideal spaces for their home and/or business.  I’ve been humbled by some of the compliments I’ve received.  Heather Glotzer, an agent with another NYC brokerage, wrote this to me:

“David, you are a rare breed in a sea of agents here 🙂  Thank you so much and I hope to work with you in the near future!”

 

Another client, knowing I have a young daughter, sent me an email thanking me for my work in helping him find his new apartment.  As a tangible thank you, he asked if he could send a few books to my daughter.  When they arrived, I was awed by his definition of a “few books”…

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There have been the frustrations, as well–like the client who backed out of a deal 90 minutes before his appointment to sign a lease, or the client who continually vacillated between the UES and the UWS, would submit an app and then withdraw it two days later.  Overall, though, it’s been a good year.

2013 saw my return to the stage in the Off Off Broadway St. Jean’s Players’ production of Fiddler on the Roof.  I’m planning on auditioning for a part in a one-act festival next week, and although I’m not too optimistic about my chances, I’m going for a choral audition later this week.  I rediscovered a love of singing with some forays at Marie’s Crisis Cafe and The Monster–famous NYC piano bars.  2013 saw me evolve from an omnivore to a vegan.  I make a point not to proselytize–much–but I know without one bit of doubt that veganism is the healthiest, most ethical lifestyle there is.  Within my first three months, I dropped 25 pounds and saw decreases in both my blood pressure and cholesterol drop over 50 points.  More importantly, though, is that no living creature has suffered because of my diet.  I’ve also purchased my last leather belts, shoes, and gloves.  I’ll wear what I currently have until it’s time to replace them, at which time, I’ll be adding vegan friendly attire to my wardrobe.  🙂 

I’ve met some amazing people this year.  First must be Don.  This man, who has forgotten more about real estate than most people ever know, has taught me so much and also shown a tenderness of heart… I think of Don as an older brother, and he’s going though a personal challenge now that is heart rending.  His courage is testimony to the best elements of the human spirit.  From Sommerlyn Associates is also J2.  If Don is my older brother, J2 is my younger brother–who is wise beyond his years and who, with Don, joins me in forming a trio of friends that holds a mutual respect for one another.  I met Sharon Lowe, director of Fiddler on the Roof and other people also associated with that play.  Just last night, I joined Sharon and her husband Charles for dinner and a time to catch up on life since the final curtain.  Through social media, I became friends with another person named David, who lives in the land of my ancestors:  England.

What will 2014  hold?  Who knows?

There will be smiles and laughter, frowns and tears.  There will be personal and professional triumphs–and setbacks.  I would like to think that there might be someone out there who would look at me and say, “David!, I think you’re pretty cool.  Would you consider dating?”  I pray that 2014 gives me much more time with my daughter than 2013 did.  And I pray that 2014 brings you, my Gentle Reader, health and wealth–and the time to enjoy them.

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to the planet.  Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 30

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

Ah, 2013 is yawning itself into oblivion. Perhaps, we might fortify our rhetorical quiver with a timely term that I believe was coined by the renowned education researcher Gerald Bracey.

Today’s Term: NOSTALGIA MONGERING

NOSTALGIA MONGERING: The practice of reflecting fondly on the past, remembering the good while ignoring the bad

Real Estate Connection: No profession or aspect of life is immune from nostalgia mongering. Here in Gotham, where real estate prices truly are mind boggling, I often hear people who have lived here for a long time, speak about the days when you could find a one bedroom apartment for $600 per month. You’re incredibly fortunate to find a studio for $1K now, and those are likely in Washington Heights or Inwood.   What you don’t hear is that many areas of New York were dicey–you risked your personal safety merely by venturing into certain vicinities. City services paled in comparison to what is available now.  In short, each age possesses both the good and the bad.

Challenge:  Embrace the truth.  It isn’t always so comfortable, but it serves humanity the best. When you find yourself lapsing into nostalgia mongering, and you will, take time to reflect upon the complete picture. After all, many of us weren’t in the “in crowd” in high school. 😉

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to the planet. Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 27

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

As this year yawns into memory, I bid you much prosperity in 2014. May you be treated–and treat all others–with much kindness. May your home enjoy the warmth of love.

(And if you’re in need of an ethical, dynamic, pleasant real estate professional, please get in touch.   =^)  )

I’m taking a little David! time today, going to the Frick Museum of Art and to a vegan cafe.  I’m rather excited.   In terms of art, my skill is verbal, not visual.  Allow me to continue my custom of Friday haiku…

Art exhibition
With someone knowledgeable,
And he’s handsome, too!

Did Santa bring gifts
that filled you with childlike glee?
Yes? Merry Christmas!

Bracken branches clack
Cold, dark, barren and windy
A walk in the park.

Light from one candle
Timeless symbol–hopefully
piercing soul’s midnight

Two by two they came
Captain Noah, faith and love!
Why the mosquitoes?

Times Square, New Year’s Eve
New Year’s, New York, not yet dear!
Four more days to go.

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Ne kind to the planet. Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 26

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

It’s the second day of Christmas!  What do you expect your true love to bring to you?  If you are one of my gentle readers who observes the Feast of the Nativity, I hope it was the time of joy and light it is intended to be.  Although my daughter was supposed to have been here in New York this week, plans unexpectedly changed and I found myself with unanticipated time on my hands.

I worked with some leads generated through the office, as well as with some of my own newer clients.  December and January are typically slower months in real estate, but there are still a lot of people who need a home or commercial space.  For them, I am available to do some business!

With the time on my hands that would no longer be used with my daughter, I ended up attending three church services in the span of 18 hours.  The first was on the Upper East Side, at the Church of St. Ignatius of Loyola, where a friend’s liturgical / sacred dance troupe, the Omega Dancers added to the liturgy.  It marked the first time I had ever entered the church, which I think was Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis’s church.  St. Ignatius is a beautiful church, and the priest’s homily was succinct yet thought provoking.  He admonished all to release the impediments blocking us from the fullness of the Christmas light.

From 84th & Park, I wended my way south and west, through Central Park, to a Starbucks, through the throngs to see the NYC Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center, and finally across Times Square to my home church, St. Luke’s Lutheran.  While traversing the park, I noted two things:  first, it was cold!  Two, I had never seen Central Park so deserted as it was on Christmas Eve.

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I enjoy attending St. Luke’s.  I humourously but accurately refer to it as an LBL congregation:  Laid Back Lutheran.  Christmas Eve at St. Luke’s is especially warming to me.  The brass ensemble, candles, poinsettias–they all come together to add to the senses of inspiration, comfort and challenge that I find at St. Luke’s.  Our pastor, Paul Schmiege, is not only a genuine man with a very caring heart, he is also one of the best preachers I’ve ever heard on a regular basis..  His words Christmas Eve shared a common theme with the words of St. Ignatius’ priest:  that we are to move beyond those things that block our receipt of light and love.

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Yesterday, I returned to St. Luke’s and served as Pastor Paul’s assistant.  There was no brass ensemble, and the attendance was less, but the warmth of Christmas was still abundant.  From there, it was down to “Curry Hill”, close to an apartment I rented earlier this year on Lexington Ave.  I met my friend Hamilton and shared lunch at Madras Mahal, a vegetarian / vegan buffet.  I love Indian cuisine, but what really made this Christmas special was dining with Hamilton, who shared that his parents had divorced when he was slightly older than my daughter is now.  He gave me insight to what she’s likely thinking, He offered some practical advice on how to approach any legal proceedings that might be on the horizon.  He assured me that my daughter would figure out what all had happened, and that she would know that I made genuine effort to be with her.

Hamilton left after lunch to go to a Christmas party in Astoria with his partner, and I answered a plea from my friend Noah to go see him at the restaurant he was working at.  By the time I arrived, it was busy, the exact contrast of the first hours after opening.  I ended up chatting more with the bartender as I enjoyed an Irish coffee–sans the whipped cream, of course.  Noah and I spoke enough to better settle some plans to go to an art museum tomorrow.  Then it was back home to spend time with my Pomeranians, messenger chat with a mate from Derbyshire, England, pop some corn and unwind watching Notting Hill.

The message I left for my daughter was unanswered.

 I try to keep this blog related to real estate, although I’ll be the first to admit that it’s often tangential at best.

Gentle reader, I generally don’t go over the pedestrian events of my days with you.  I try to keep this blog related to real estate, although I’ll be the first to admit that it’s often tangential at best.  Oh, yes, I did speak with a buyer client while walking through Central Park, and he was impressed that I responded to his request on Christmas Eve.  But you know what, Gentle Reader?  Something inside me was pushing me to share this with you.  I choose to reveal myself to you in various ways.  I recall an earlier blog in which I wrote about the various tags I use to identify myself.  This week, my tag would be a frustrated-lonely-laughing-on-the-outside-hurting-on-the-inside Daddy, Vegan, real estate agent, seeker of love and affection, and Laid Back Lutheran.

That’s who I am in this moment.  Now, if you want unparalled customer service, give me a call.

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to the planet.  Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 23

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

With your indulgence, I’d like to launch another element of “Down to Earth Dave…”:  Wisdom of Facebook / Wisdom of Broadway.

I saw this on a post on Facebook earlier:  “Whatever life gives you, even if it hurts you, just be strong and act like the way you always do because strong walls shake but never collapse.”

Oh, I can empathize with that one.  It reminds me of another saying that I’ve heard since I was a child:  “Still waters run deep.”

For those of you who know me in person, you know that I’m a big personality.  I have fun.  I laugh a lot and generate laughter in others as well.  A colleague, in whom I repose extraordinary respect, once told me that the definition of “stage” was the 30-foot radius around David Webb.  Oh, I still smile at that.  Yet, that persona also blurs the depth of the man who is passionate, compassionate, and also subject to being hurt.

New Yorkers still have the reputation out there in the hinterlands of being rude.  I disagree on the whole.  Yes, there may be some jerks out there in Gotham, but as a whole, this is a polite city.  We stay on the move and don’t like being delayed, but to call us rude is incorrect.  Our strong walls shake; they don’t collapse.  I LOVE seeing #1 World Trade Center!

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More FB wisdom:  “Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.  Be kind.  Always.”

Since I seem to be focusing on resilience and NYC, please let me add one little charm from Broadway.  “No other town has the Empire State, and a mayor 5’2″…” “NYC” from Annie.

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to the planet.  Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 20

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

Thank you for allowing me to share some of my original Friday haiku.  Today, I’ll focus on the gamut of feelings I have with regard to Christmas, from seeing some of the less than spectacular to its truly inspiring elements.

Light the starry sky.
Enter parents and newborn.
Hollywood Christmas!

Bloomingdale’s, Macy’s
What friend we have in Jesus!
Saks Fifth Avenue, too!

ConEdison can wait,
What’s a dark January?
Santa wants shopping!

Pagan Christmas trees?
What is Saturnalia?
Read your Watchtower!

Wait, is that man smiling?
Wait, is that Goth colorful?
Wait, is this Christmas?

genuine kindness
ev’rywhere pleasantries
why not all the time?

tasty goodies bake
pinch of this, sprinkle of that,
step aside, Doughboy!

Childhood memories,
Carols and cookies and more–
Keep these in your heart

Wish Merry Christmas!
Happy Holidays as well–
It’s all good, ya’ know?

A real starry night,
The real divine wisdom, here!
The real Christmas, yes!

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to the planet. Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 19

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

Shall we sharpen our rhetorical repertoire today?

Today’s Word: PACHYCEPHALIC

PACHYCEPHALIC: thick skulled

Real Estate Connection: Hardly exclusive to real estate, one can easily think of species that are literally thick skulled–elephants, hippos, rhinos, etc. In the figurative sense, I rather suspect we all can think of thick skulled individuals who make sundry daily activities, including real estate transactions, much more difficult than it need be.

CHALLENGE: Think of a pachycephalic individual with whom you’re well acquainted.  How might you lead him/her to be a bit more enlightened?

Remain calm,  and speak well.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to the planet. Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 18

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

Shall we augment our rhetorical repertoire? Today’s offering, while not as obscure as most I share, offers opportunities for metaphysical consideration.

Today’s Word: INCONSEQUENTIAL

INCONSEQUENTIAL: having little or no significance, not noticeable, meaningless

Real Estate Connection: The astute real estate professional understands that no detail in a transaction is inconsequential. Sales that were on the cusp of being closed have fallen apart because of disagreements about window treatments or light fixtures. Recently, a client of mine was viewing an apartment he was considering to lease.  The layout was excellent.  The view was okay.  The location was perfect! The price was within the budget!   We kept looking. Why? There was a faint but strange smell. No detail is inconsequential.

Observation & Challenge: I was always a fan of John Donne and the metaphysical writers.  Indeed, the notion of humanity’s interconnections forms the majour foundation of my personal ethics.  That’s why I don’t lie to my clients.  That’s why  I don’t post misleading ads. That’s why I choose to be a vegan. That’s why the first cheque I write each month is my child support.   Nothing is truly inconsequential.   CHALLENGE: Think of a seemingly small action and how it potentially might mushroom into a series of events producing majour impact.

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to the planet. Cause no suffering. Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 17

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

May I offer you some anecdotes from my visit to family and friends in NC this past weekend, which ended with a very late return to Gotham last night?  Thank you!

I can think of no joy that surpasses that of seeing my daughter run and play, and turn to find me and run up, hug me and say, “Daddy, I love you.”

While with my sister, niece, daughter, and two grand-nephews in the drive-thru line at a Starbucks, the people ahead of us in line paid for our order.  We, in turn, paid for the order made by the people behind us.  I was able to see their expression when they learned of what we had done.  Priceless!  That’s something that is much tougher to replicate here in NYC–not because there isn’t a similar spirit of generosity here, but because we don’t have Starbucks with drive-thrus!

My mom was truly a happy woman to have all four of her children with her.

Vegan options in eastern NC are much fewer than in NYC.

Gasoline and housing are much more expensive in NYC.  (And cigarettes, although I don’t smoke.)  Most other things are really about the same.

To hear the breathing of someone you love while she/he is sleeping is to hear the music of the seraphim and cherubim.

I think there’s really a gremlin that hates the connection from DC to NYC.  This is at least the third time in 2013 that I’ve had delays in DC.  That’s on three different airlines.

Love transforms an apartment / house into a home.

I hope I always see Christmas lights with the unabashed joy that young children do.

If you truly want an exuberantly warm welcome, be away from your Pomeranians for three days!

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to the planet.  Cause no suffering.  Go Vegan!

David!

Down to Earth Dave’s Post of the Day–December 13

Salutations, Gentle Reader,

I bid you a happy and mishap-free Friday the 13th.  How about some Friday haiku for good luck?

High peaks smile grandly,
A hasty gathering looks
Upward and smiles back.

The turn of the key,
Slight shove, creaky hinges moan.
First sight of new home?

There gather snowflakes
Panacea for shvitzing,
Pomeranian joy

End of the workday,
The commute to hearth and home.
Tea, or a whisky?

Remain calm, and speak well.

Be kind to yourself.  Be kind to the planet.  Cause no suffering.   Go Vegan!

David!

Remain calm, and speak well.

Excelsior!

David!