It's one of those nights.  It's nearly 3:00 a.m. and I'm wide awake.  Myu-myu, my kitty (the former Miss Yow Ling) is keeping me company.  Funny this little kitty - she sleeps when I sleep; eats when I eat; goes to her litterbox when I go to the bathroom;  follows me around the house...

I was reading an article, "Shoot to the Stars" by Donald Trump.  Reminds me of what my Dad used to say, while looking at me in all seriousness and pointing a hand to the heavens, "My child, shoot your arrow to the brightest star..."  My dad, he loved to speak in quotations.

Back to this article by Mr. Trump. He says, "Explore how to make everything you tackle, bigger, better, bolder and more exciting.

"Don't limit yourself.  If you're going to be thinking, you might as well think big.  Start with your own mind-set."

Well, Mr. Trump  I'll keep your advice in mind.  I believe you.  You have proven it over and over again in your own life. 

Which reminds me of these self-proclaimed late-nite gurus of wealth-building.  They brag about their fame and wealth and their millionaire lifestyles, but how come I've never heard of them away from their own infomercials?  I don't read about them in Forbes.  I am reminded of my dad again.  He would tell me, "My child, if you see someone proclaiming himself, thumping his chest, and tooting his own horn - FLEE.  He's up to no good."

Oh well.