Investor's little fixer!

Investor's little fixer!
June 6, Benicia.

Today is Fridman's birthday; he turns 29. The dancers gave him a shirt; we went out for brunch.
It's been warm but not too much in the day and cool at night, the perfect mall-temperature type weather. The location is near perfect too. The circus has never been in this town and I hope they like us ok so we can come back. We couldn't ask for a better lot, although bigger would be better; not only is it one of these above-mentioned flat grass lots, the grass is so lush it feels as if you were walking on carpet. The lot is surrounded by trees, pine trees and palm trees and redwoods and many others I don't know the name of along the streets; we are in the middle of town, within walkable distance of shops, and a nice little town it is, too (I took up a real estate brochure on a stroll with the kids yesterday; an ugly house the size of my trailer, "Investor's little fixer!" sets you back "just $315,000.")