Tonight, I stepped to the Seaport with my wife and three kids to enjoy the view of NYC East River. Every time I see it, I think of the power of this town and Frank Sinatra's words in New York, New York: If You Can Make it Here, You Can Make it Anywhere.
Later in the evening, we entered a local Italian restaurant called Barbalu where we had a great meal, but we were informed by my sister in law, Adriana, of the death of Phillip Seymour Hoffman, one of my favorite actors for his role in Happiness. He was 46, and the saddest thing about this, he left three young kids behind.
The Superbowl became a senseless annoying background noise.