Cape Cod Journal: June 26
Tuesday, June 26 The inner bay waters are warm, the ocean is cold. Sometimes a vicious wind whips up, which the locals pretend to ignore while the rest of us are watching small animals sail past at eye level. This is typical
Cape Cod Journal: June 25
Monday, June 25 I’m writing this as the setting sun is reflected on the light chop of the water, the two large, rear doors wide open admitting early evening into the house. The temperature has been in the mid-70s. The top goes
Athiestic Religious Fervor
I believe people are free to believe in God or not believe in God in myriad ways. What confounds me is the religious zealotry of some of the athiests, however, which I find just a tad hypocritical. (I refer you
Cape Cod Journal: June 24
Sunday, June 24 A quahogger (clam digger) is ten yards out in the water, which is only 20 yards from our back porch. He wades diligently among the moored boats, using a six-foot rake to pry clams from the bottom, which
Business Advisory: Card Service International
I’m warning anyone who needs merchants accounts to process credit cards NOT to use Card Service International, which I once was very high on. One of their terminals broke and they sent me a new one. The new one, after
The Dog Star: Buddy and the Button
(The Dog Star is a symbol of power, will, and steadfastness of purpose, and exemplifies the One who has succeeded in bridging the lower and higher consciousness. – Astrological Definition) I take the dogs for coffee on the mornings when I
Go, Beavers
I spoke last Tuesday morning for the Institute of Management Consultants’ chapter in Portland, Oregon. Oregon, where I’ve been several times, is a beautiful place with lovely people, but is somewhat, well, different. For one thing, everyone is fond of saying,
The Perverse Magnetism of the Airline Business
As consultants, we should be observing the environment for best and worst practices, right? If you’re in this profession long enough, some ineluctable trends begin to emerge. We have to put the dead rat on the table (as my friends
Ellicottville Journal
In fulfilling a speaking assignment, the limo took me on the hour trip to Boston’s Logan Airport; I waited an hour for my flight; I took the hour flight to Buffalo in a cramped jet made by elves in Canada;
Hear Now, The News
There was a hew and cry from the morning talk shows today because a new reality show is based on an actual CBS affiliate using a female wrestler and glamour-puss as on on-air reporter. Apparently, this demeans the news profession