Offer to Purchase Real Estate 2007-2024 Form

Did you know that a million dollars in U.S. currency weighs just ten kilograms? It's true. A freshly-minted $100 bill weighs in at slightly over a gram, and 100 of them is ten thousand dollars. 100 of those stacks, and there's your million.It’s not often that 10 kilograms - 22 lbs of anything can change your life. But on February 25th, 2014, that’s exactly what happened.  Day 1: $1,000,000 As the man in the gray suit walks away, I shout after him “Hey, come back here. Who are you? What’s this all about?” He does not look back and quickens his pace. Between the choice of chasing down a stranger, or securing what appeared to be stacks of currency, I chose the currency. We can resolve the issue of his identity later, but a loose sack of cash is, well, a loose sack of cash. I look through the contents again. Bundles of US$100 bills, stacked a hundred bills deep, wrapped in standard $10,000 bank bands. A quick count revealed that there were precisely a hundred of those stacks in the bag, and spot-check riffle-counts of the $10k bands suggest that there are no short-stacks within. These were full bands of $10,000 apiece of non sequential USD$100 bills, and I was holding what appears to be a million even in cash. And it feels like just as many question are swirling in my head, as I feel my pulse pounding in my skull. Who was that guy? Why me? What is this all about? But the most urgent thoughts swim past the dizzying deluge of unanswerable questions. Fakes. It’s one thing to inadvertently be the recipient of counterfeit currency; as you’re reading this very sentence, a clerk at a retail store somewhere in your city just accepted a counterfeit bill and made change from the real money in the till.  But to be in possession of a life-changing amount of counterfeit currency of the United States of America? Well, that’s sort of thing that can bring the full might and wrath of their law enforcement apparatus on your head. My emotions swing wildly between the elation of instantaneous wealth, and sheer terror that I was minutes away from being snatched from my home and corralled into a Federal holding cell, where I will grow old within its walls. Terror was the stronger of the two emotions, and I quickly went to work. First things first: the bag had to go. If there is a GPS tracking device embedded in its seams, it would take too long for me to root it out. Better to incinerate it, and make sure that whatever trail it was laying stops at a dead-end for its pursuers. I pour the stacks of bills into an empty duffle back from my garage, and lock the bag in my condo. There’s an abandoned marina just a mile from my home and I get in my car and drive straight to the docks, at the top of the posted speed limit. After pouring enough Kerosene on the bag to see the shimmering mist of petroleum evaporate above it, I lit a book of matches and threw it in the middle of the mass. A satisfying “Whoomph” lights up the fire, and I watch the edges of the bag curl and burn - sizzling in the midmorning sun. As the remnants of the bag’s embers swirl around the scorched mark on the docks, I drive back to my condo, pulse still pounding in my skull.I still haven’t figured out if the bills are real or not, but if this morning’s bag-drop was an attempt to pin a piece of deeply incriminating evidence bearing a tracking device … well that plan has been thwarted. Or delayed, at the very least. What do I do? What should I do? Call the authorities? Consider how it would sound: “Hi, Police? Somebody dropped a million dollars in cash at my home. I don’t know if it’s fake or not. Please help.” Would you believe such a ridiculous story? I wouldn't. Any reasonable law enforcement dispatcher would consider the caller legally insane, and I'd be arrested on the spot and sent to psychiatric care. If the money was real, it’d be seized and I'll never see it or spend it. If it was fake, they’d find a way to stick “possession of counterfeit currency” charge on me, and I'll be shoved into a Federal concrete box, draining the best years of my life away, only to be released when I can’t chew solid food any more. No. The only recourse is to handle this myself. I call an old college friend practicing criminal defense law in New York City: “Hey Roger, it’s Kai. How’ve you been?” “I'm cool. It's been a while. What’s up man.” “We should catch up soon in person. But I’m calling because I need something.” “Ok, shoot.” I swallow hard - it’s difficult to even say the words: “Who’s the best CrimDef lawyer you know in California, who defends against Federal charges?” A moment. His voice lowers noticeably. “Shit, man. You in some kind of trouble?” “I’m not sure yet.” I said, truthfully. “But I need someone experienced and smart ... someone who you’d hire, if you’re facing serious attention from the Feds." He lets out a long exhale. “Vincent King. Former rockstar DOJ prosecutor in D.C. Had a change of heart halfway through his rotation in Maryland, when he was securing Life sentences for “interstate drug transportation” charges on young Black kids who were busted muling for the cartels. Was offered a fast-track promotion straight to the U.S. Attorney’s office but went rogue. He set up independent shop in San Francisco, fighting Fed cases. Heavy hitter clients, but makes a point of refusing to represent anyone accused of murder or human trafficking. Intimate knowledge of Federal prosecutorial procedures and evidence-collection protocol. Smart. Methodical. Very expensive.” “Perfect.” “I did mention ‘very expensive?’” “You did.” “I’ll send his contact information now.” =================================“I’m sorry - Mr. King is in court all day and won’t be back in the office. His earliest appointment is tomorrow morning after a client meeting. Shall I book him for 11am for you?” “Yes, thank you Marta.” “We’ll see you tomorrow at 11 then.” I look at the digital clock in my kitchen -  it reads 10:44am. Just me and a stack of bills which may or may not be fake, no formal legal representation for over 24 hours. It’s going to be a long day. Taking even a few of these bills to a bank to corroborate their authenticity is out of the question. If a bank officer confirms they are fraudulent, I’ll be arrested on the spot, and since I haven’t hired counsel, I’d be at the mercy of the Public Defender’s Office - the most overworked and underpaid division of the American Criminal Justice system. No, thank you. The next number I dial is an old friend, Robert Kendrick, sole proprietor of ‘Secher Nbiw - The Golden Path,’ a gold bullion dealer with a whimsical Dune reference in the name of his shop. I’ve known Robert for over a decade; his business deals in large amounts of (mostly) legal cash. By necessity, he has a high-end currency counter/ counterfeit detection device in his office, which can swiftly count and verify large sums of money with precision. “Bobby, it’s me.” “Hey, what’s up.” “Can I come to your office - like right now?” “Sure, what do you need?” “I, uh, came into some money. Long story, and I really don’t want to get too much into the details … but I’m wondering if you’d be willing to run the bills through your counter for me? I’m not 100% sure they’re real, and I’d like a discreet way of verifying them. If they are, I’m going to pick up some bullion as well.” “Sure man. Happy to help. How much money are we talking about?”“$60,000” I flinch at that - I hate lying to friends, but at this point, I have no idea who to trust. Though if you want to be technical about it, I did come across $60,000. I am just simply not telling Kendrick about the other $940,000 that accompanied the $60k in the satchel that dropped into my life just three hours ago. “Come on by.” I pull apart a few $10,000 currency bands and start plucking random $100 bills from the middle of every 10k stack to assemble a randomized sample of the entire million. 100 bills, wrap it up. 100 bills, wrap it up. 100 bills, wrap it up. Three bands, thirty thousand dollars, randomized and fully assembled to be tested for authenticity. “Half” of my alleged $60k windfall. The rest of the loose bills are refolded back so there remains 97 stacks of $10k racks, re-wrapped and properly sorted. In 30 minutes, I will figure out if I’m rich, or holding on to enough illicit contraband to send me to Federal Prison for the rest of my life. =============================The Golden Path, like most bullion dealers, work out of small, highly secured office covered by multiple layers of security. At any given moment, Robert may have several hundred thousand dollars in cash or gold, silver and platinum bullion on the premise, it pays to be careful. One of the few civilians in California with a Concealed Carry Weapons permit, Kendrick and I met on pistol gun range ten years ago; we bonded over shooting .45 ACP slugs down-range. He and I spent countless hours debating the relative merits of his preference for single-action 1911s, vs my bias toward double-action SIG-Sauer P220s. In the bullion business, you learn to know the boundaries of money-laundering laws, and know how to walk right up to the edge without triggering reporting thresholds. Drop US$10,000 in cash or more at a car dealership, bank or bullion dealer in a single day’s transaction, and the U.S. authorities gets very interested in the source of your funds. By law, these business that receive such sums of cash must fill out invasive forms to tie the transaction to you and your Social Security Number. Keep cash transactions below US$10,000, and you can avoid much of that intense scrutiny. “Welcome back man. I haven’t seen you in a while.” A discreet man, Kendrick does not inquire further about the source of the cash. In the business of buying and selling gold bullion, you learn to comply with the letter of the law, while avoiding conversational topics that can jeopardize one’s own plausible deniability. While his clientele is mostly legitimate, I’m certain the most lucrative of his customers are criminals - and he smart enough to know not to ask the sort of questions that open up a line of liability for him.  So long as the proper theatrics of anti-money-laundering protocols are observed, everyone is technically in the clear. I hand him the three $10k stacks and he pulls the bands off them and puts the entire block in his high-speed currency counter. After a second, the machine spools up and the digital counter swiftly runs from zero to three hundred. Thirty thousand dollars. “It’s real.” It’s real. His words hang in the air for a moment, and it takes a moment for them to sink in. One million dollars. Genuine currency of the United States of America, the most recognized and accepted form of money in the world - denominated in crisp, non-sequential bills. I hold my face as neutral as possible, but my excitement made me slightly dizzy, and I am glad I was sitting down. “What’s the spot price of Gold today?” Kendrick’s eyes drift to his laptop computer, where the current day’s commodities prices were fed to him via a live stream. “$1334 Ask, $1335 Bid.” I nodded my understanding.Precious metals bullion trade in troy ounces, and prices are quoted on a per troy oz basis; depending on the specific type of bullion (bars, coins, make), there are different markups from the quoted price. Depending on the specific form, Gold is typically marked up by USD$20 to $60 over the day’s quoted Bid price, and sells for $5~10 over the Ask. “What do you have in inventory right now for gold?” “The usual. South African Kugerrands. American Eagles. Canadian Maples. Oh, I do have a lovely Credit Suisse 5oz bar that somebody just sold to me, and I’m happy to let it go for $25/oz over spot.” I quickly did the mental math calculation. With the hard-cap spending limit of $10,000 before I trigger any mandatory anti-money-laundering paperwork, $1335/oz works out to about seven troy ounces of bullion I can buy, without forcing Robert to fill out invasive forms about me and my identity. “I’ll take the 5oz Credit Suisse bar, and two American Gold Eagles.” Kendrick pulls out a calculator and taps in the numbers, “So five troy ounces at 25 over spot plus Eagles at $50 over spot works out to nine thousand six hundred and -“ “Take ten grand and keep the change.” I interrupt. “I will be back for more.” He raises his eyebrow, but says nothing. “Thank you. I’ll be right back.” He counts back $20,000 and hands it to me, taking the $10,000 in the back room of his office and returning with the 5oz Swiss bar and two heavy 1oz American Eagles, along with a receipt for US$9675. I pause for a moment and hand him back one of the $10,000 stacks. “I know the limit is $10k in transactions per day. Consider this pre-payment for a purchase tomorrow. Your call, on a mix of anything up that totals up to $9500. Keep the rest for you and Katie.” A barely-perceptible smile flickers across his face, then his face was clear again. “Sure thing.” There’s nothing like the feeling of holding physical gold - the density, color and heft of the metal is like no other substance on earth, and it is no wonder that since its discovery, every culture on Earth treated gold with awe and respect. With 18 hours left before I can understand my legal options, there’s only two things I know for certain: 1. The money is real. 2. At least one person knows exactly where I live, and where the money was dropped off. I need to get mobile. I need to get mobile and off the grid ASAP.... to be continuedIf you'd like to be the first to get updates to this story, please add me kai chang 張敦楷 (kaichang) on Twitter. Part 2 (of 10) is being written right now, will be announced on Twitter. 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As Sarah said, leave it blank or, if it's a free-form text field, put in "Freelancer".If you put in $50k and they were thinking of paying $75k, you just lost $25k/year.  If you put in $75k, but their budget only allows $50k, you may have lost the job on that alone.If you don't put in anything, leave it to the interview, and tell thm that you're a freelancer and adjust your fee according to the difficulty of the job, so there's no set income.  If they ask for how much you made last year, explain that that would include periods between jobs, where you made zero, so it's not a fair number.In any financial negotiation, an old saying will always hold true - he who comes up with a number first, loses.  Jobs, buying houses - they're both the same.  Asking "How much?" is the better side to be on.  then if they say they were thinking of $50k-$75k, you can tell them that it's just a little less than you were charging, but the job looks to be VERY interesting, the company seems to be a good one to work for and you're sure that when they see what you're capable of, they'll adjust your increases.  (IOW, "I'll take the $75k, but I expect to be making about $90k in a year.")They know how to play the game - show them that you do too.

Hi,Towards the front of your Immigration Form there is a check list. This check list explains the documents you will need to include with your form (i.e. passport documents, proof of funds, medical information etc). With any visa application it’s important to ensure that you attach all the required information or your application may be returned to you.The forms themselves will guide you through the process, but you must ensure you have the correct form for the visa you want to apply for. Given that some visa applications can carry hefty fees it may also be wise to check with an Immigration Adviser or Lawyer as to whether you qualify for that particular visa.The form itself will explain which parts you need to fill out and which parts you don’t. If you don’t understand the form you may wish to get a friend or a family member to explain it to you. There is a part at the back of the form for them to complete saying that they have assisted you in the completion of it.If all else fails you may need to seek advice from a Immigration Adviser or Lawyer. However, I always suggest calling around so you can ensure you get the best deal.

Oh, yes. Yes, indeed. I paid for my two daughters' university educations, and together they totaled almost $250,000. (Yes, that figure is correct.)The situation isn't as bleak as that bare fact sounds, though. First, the US system has both public and private colleges. (I will use the word "college" to mean both "college" and "university," since that's American usage.) Public colleges are paid for partly by tax revenues in the state that "owns" that college. They tend to be far less expensive than private colleges, although that is changing as relentless political pressure for lower taxes is robbing these schools of public support. I live in the state of New York, and our public college system is known as the State University of New York. It comprises many campuses, both universities and colleges, and for residents of New York state the costs are not outrageous. A student who lives with his family and not on campus can get by for about $10,000 per year. That's real money, no doubt about it, but with financial aid it's doable. Private colleges can range from not-too-awfully-expensive to a high of about $65,000 per year. Yes, that figure is correct. Most people do not expect to pay that total cost; most institutions offer financial aid that covers the difference between what they judge the family can pay (more about this further down)  and what the real costs are. This aid comes in 3 forms: grants, which are best because they do not have to be paid back; work-study, which pay for student work; and loans, which are paid back with interest. Loans are the worst, and many students graduate with the equivalent of a house purchase on their backs.There are scholarships, as well, and they can come from many various sources. My employer offers the possibility of 6 years of tuition payments at a number of colleges and universities, up to a fairly generous yearly maximum. My daughters were awarded these scholarships which were worth about $120,000 to us. We were fortunate, though, that my daughters were extremely accomplished students. An average student would not have qualified. My younger daughter also was offered a full-tuition scholarship to her university of choice by the university itself, because they wanted her. Scholarships are offered by the colleges themselves, by organizations, by employers. They can be small or very generous. The problem is that many of them depend on a student's merit, which means that a student with a decent but undistinguished academic record will probably not qualify for one.The families of college students who are not independent and are younger than 24 years old are expected to contribute to their children's educations. Every year the family fills out the FAFSA (Free Application for Federal Student Aid) which examines their family finances in minute detail and comes up with an amount that the family is judged to be able to contribute that year to their childrens' educations. That amount is normally quite mind-bogglingly large, and it is used by almost all colleges to determine a student's need for aid. It doesn't matter if the family refuses to pay, or if the amount that they are judged to be able to pay is in reality completely out of signNow for them. That's the number, and schools will use that number to decide what combination of grants, work-study, and loans will bridge the gap between what the family pays and what the costs of attendance are. So, for example, my family was judged to be able to pay $26,000 a year towards the roughly $40,000 costs for an Ivy League university back in 2002. The university offered us a $14,000 loan to bridge the gap. My daughter did not attend that university; she chose one that offered her a four-year scholarship for about $80,000.Navigating all of these restrictions and rules is difficult, and some students get roped in to very bad deals because they and their families are financially naive about how all of this works. Many low-income students end up with huge debt and no degree because they couldn't or didn't finish their studies, but they are still expected to pay back what they borrowed. It's not a good system.

You indicate this is a Delaware C Corp so check corporation and you will file Form 1120.Check that you are starting a new corporation.Date business started is the date you actually started the business.  Typically you would look on the paperwork from Delaware and put the date of incorporation.December is the standard closing month for most corporations. Unless you have a signNow business reason to pick a different month use Dec.If you plan to pay yourself wages put one.  If you don't know put zero.Unless you are fairly sure you will owe payroll taxes the first year check that you will not have payroll or check that your liability will be less than $1,000. Anything else and the IRS will expect you to file quarterly payroll tax returns.Indicate the type of SaaS services you will offer.

You must determine your New York State residency status. You need to answer these questions:Did you live in an on-campus apartment or an apartment or house off-campus in New York State in 2012?Did you maintain, or rent, the on-campus apartment or off-campus residence for at least 11 months in 2012?Were you physically present in New York State for at least 183 days in 2012?If the answers to all three questions are "Yes", and you were not a full-time undergraduate student (which as an F-1 OPT I assume you were not), you are a New York State resident for tax purposes. Otherwise you are a nonresident.You file Form IT-201, http://www.tax.ny.gov/pdf/curren..., if you are a resident of New York State, Form IT-203, http://www.tax.ny.gov/pdf/curren..., if you are not.

From a restaurant owner's perspective: not really. What might be more interesting to know is why we have a kids menu AT ALL.We're a casual dine-in pizzeria. And we make more money off the full offerings than the kids menu. And because it's pizza, I don't care how many seats you take, I care about how many pizzas you order.I love to see parents who encourage their kids to try different things, and to make smart decisions about what they want to eat. These children are often better behaved at the table and have less waste. This is probably because they have parents who have taken a lot of time and effort to teach their kids how to dine out. I LOVE THESE KIDS. Not only that, but their parents get their money's worth at dinner. And they're great repeat customers. (Incidentally the kids are usually the best food critics - critical without being petty.)Want to know where we see the most leftovers? Kids menu items. Maybe they really do have a picky eater. Maybe it's just a tough night for that kid. Maybe that was the night the parents said, F’ it! (Maybe our kids menu ain't great.) But often these kids won't stay in their seat - they run around. They play with their food and we find it all over the floor and seats. They're loud and they sometimes bother other customers. Is it cause or effect? I don't know. But I can tell you why we have a kid’s menu.Because parents complained when we didn't. We didn't offer one to start, because it's pizza! We thought most kids would eat it. But after we'd been open a while, we noticed customers asking for one. We'd suggest a basic cheese pizza, but they needed something SOONER. Their kid was hungry now!So we created a kids menu of items that could be prepared quickly (grilled cheese sandwich, hot dog, or pb&j = USD $3.50 - $4.00 each). We tell the customers it comes out at the same time as appetizers. We try to make these things as tasty as we can. But it's nothing fancy. The kids menu is a mere convenience - not portion control, not profit-saving or -making, not adventurous, or innovative. Just convenient … for you.As the parent, you have to make the call as to which will make your dining experience better - and I want you to have the best dining experience that we can give you! But please know that the experience and its cost doesn't start the moment you walk into the restaurant to when you leave. If you want to teach your child to eat healthy and get the best value for your money, you have to start long before you set foot in the restaurant. It is NOT the kids menu's responsibility to do that.

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An offer to purchase rEval estate\u2014also called a rEval estate purchase contract or a residential purchase agreement\u2014is a legal agreement that identifies the seller(s) and the buyer(s), but it stipulates much more than the final price.

An Offer to Purchase REval Estate (the “Offer”) is a document that sets out the basic proposed terms and conditions between the Buyer and the Seller in a rEval estate transaction. Once the Offer is signed by the Buyer and the Seller, and the contained contingencies are met, it then becomes a legally binding agreement.

An offer to purchase, once signed by both seller and purchaser is a legally binding contract. This means that both parties to the contract are bound by the terms and are required to fulfill his or her responsibilities as set out in the contract.

When a rEval estate contract is legally binding, all parties have accepted the terms of the contract. First one party makes an offer. The rEval estate contract becomes legally binding only after the remaining party or parties accepts the first party's offer.

From the time an offer is accepted to settlement, the seller takes their home off the market, so this deposit protects the seller in the event a buyer walks away without cause. The amount you put down is important — but depends on the property and the buyer's financial situation. ... A cash buyer is a strong buyer.