Not So Personal
My Personal Stuff
Tech, Pop-Culture and Marketing
People love Jack Kennedy. I think the nostalgia comes from his missing 4th year in office. We fill that bucket with wishes and magically forget that could have been a year of scandal or political quagmires. The mundane is the enemy of the memorable.
There’s something about monkey movies. King Kong and Planet of the Apes are movies that no matter how many are done, people seem to have the appetite for just a little more of the same regardless of whether it's good or bad.
"It's looks like you work out of your kitchen and your wife doesn't even commit to the business." That was a mean, biting critique of my business' about us page. It was also totally honest and necessary.
I got a call from Vancouver. The caller wanted to buy my business. My globetrotting commercial empire? Sure: let’s talk.
When I got back into writing, I figured that contests were a safe bet. Why would I think that?
Thoughts, Growth and Personal Stuff
I fancy myself an artist. So why have I not donned a beret? The why is plain old lack of confidence. All spawned by economics and the academic nature of fine art.
Fifty-two weeks ago, we whacked an effigy filled with candy, then set it on fire. What do things look like one year later?
For most of my life, I have had to contend with cliques. It’s exhausting. Holy, did I end up with a lot of black outs, rules and riders on my social and professional interactions?
It's not an understatement that I have a different relationship with my mother.
I’m coming off of a period of some hard, unrewarding work. It leaves me wondering, “How do I succeed?” It’s not mysterious alchemy. But I like to remind myself of what success looks like and what it looks like to see the brass ring and bat it out of the way.