It’s Saturday, July 2007, I am on the phone with clients and at my computer on a Saturday morning, trying to close a deal by Monday or Tuesday.

It’s Saturday, July 2009.  For the last two hours I have been lying in bed next to my son watching cartoons.  More TV time than he gets in two weeks, but it’s the summer and he had a few emotional days at camp (hormones and growth spurts).  Cartoons are violent and weird, but those two hours hugging my child and tickling him during commercials were a little bit of heaven.

There is an upside to this downturn, as long as I can afford the apartment and the TV. Do you think that a yurt in Central Park can have wifi?