A Different Perspective
The house that gets compared to a Miami drug lord's mansion
That isn’t my line. It’s what a friend said the first time he visited, and I’ve never found a more accurate description, so I’ve stopped arguing. It’s a large, slightly absurd, very comfortable house in Alpharetta, and I’ll show you around it on the channel, because pretending it doesn’t exist would be its own kind of performance.
I built it after thirty-five years of real work, American Express, Equifax, IHG, and others. Enterprise technology, at actual scale, for actual clients. I’m not going to recite a résumé at you. It’s enough to say the life is real, and so is the work that paid for it. The reason I’ll show you any of it is simple. When a man tells you to slow down, you’re entitled to know whether he ever sped up in the first place.