Wildlife
Our pond here is about two acres, fed by a small river, with an outlet over a waterfall that leads to the bay a half-mile away. Today, alone, aside from the usual geese and ducks, we had a double-breasted cormorant,
Alan Coaches Miss Rhode Island
Some of you may recall that, among my diversified coaching work, I’ve coached Miss America and Miss Rhode Island candidates in interviewing, the most important part of the scoring system. I’m pleased to report that one of them, Ashley Bickford,
Small Business and Small Thinking
If you consult with small business owners, good luck. Usually, you won’t have to leave the owner’s office. Small business owners are their own worst enemy, because they understand the CONTENT of their endeavor, but not the PROCESS of acquiring business. There
Happy Fourth of July!
These are two of the Tall Ships sailing around an island in Newport, as seen from a friend’s house. Nineteen ships total.
The Thieves Amongst Us
A woman named “Mary Leo” has been writing me for two weeks trying to order 200 copies of Million Dollar Consulting. She used no signature file, poor English, and didn’t respond to rudimentary requests from me. I told her that
Cape Cod Journal: June 29
Friday: June 29 Last full day, hard to believe. We drove to The Regatta Restaurant in Cotuit last night. (“Cotuit” is an Indian work meaning, “Build narrow roads with many lights to halt all traffic.”) Worth the hour’s drive, outstanding food, great
Cape Cod Journal: June 28
Thursday: June 28 The fog wraps itself around the inlet some mornings, like this one, then dissipates as the sun grows stronger. Everything here is forever moist. Leave a towel out to dry and it’s likely to be wetter an hour
The Poor Case for Destructive Testing
We are inculcated from our youth to engage in destructive testing. That is, we strive to prove why something won’t work and why it’s a bad idea. A succession of overworked parents, uninterested teachers, aloof professors, and insecure bosses forms
Cape Cod Journal: June 27
Wednesday: June 27 The Nasuet Beach Club was extraordinary. Pistachio encrusted rack of lamb, and this time a far-underpriced, terrific Turley Zinfandel. When we walked in the hostess said, “Hello, welcome!” Now that’s my kind of place. Ended the evening with
Beavers Redux
I’m pleased and amused to report that the mightly Beavers have, indeed, won the collegiate baseball championship, despite a dismal 10-14 regular season record. They were an at-large entry into the tournament. You simply cannot keep a good Beaver down.