Within ten minutes of talking to Jim Schmit, you'll learn that he has a Teacup Yorkie named Gidget, he drives a rare Doval Shadow, he rides a road bike for exercise, he lost his 50 million real estate empire following the 2009 economic recession, and he might be the most authentically happy person you may ever meet. brAt one time, he traveled by private jet socializing with international celebrities while wearing tailor-made suits and shiny gold jewelry. Now, Jim makes business calls from a public picnic table by the San Clemente pier and chats with strangers walking by while wearing a tattered, spandex cycling outfit. He may also be found based in his motor coach in central Oregon or near Lake Tahoe wearing walking shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. With him always are a yellow pad, pen, mobile phone, and Gidget. brI'm the happiest guy I know, and I can't rub two nickels together, Jim says, amused with himself. And he sincerely means it. brOne may interpret Jim's amusement with his ragtag s