Good Morning, Reverend Sharpton
Contessa Brewer, a newsreader for MSNBC, who by the way attended the Newhouse School of Journalism at Syracuse at the same time as my daughter, introduced the Reverend Jessie Jackson yesterday as the Reverend Al Sharpton. After the greeting,
The Wrong Line
I'm waiting in line at the bank. There's only one person in line ahead of me, and four tellers. However. One teller is occupied by a man who is a small business owner doing a transaction, and claiming he did not get
Take Your Best Shot
It's easier to carp than to improve. It's easier to blame than to take accountability. It's easier to be pessimistic and justify your lack of success than to be optimistic and work at success. I admire people who join mastermind groups
Some Things I Just Don’t Grok*
If we're pursuing clergy for decades-old acts of pedophilia, which I believe we should, and are trying to pursue actions against superiors who shielded or transferred them, which I think we should, then why, exactly, wouldn't we want to pursue
Liar! Liar! Fire! Fire!
Maybe Congressman Joe Wilson didn't inappropriately yell "Liar!" during the President's speech the other night, but rather "Fire!", hoping that would clear out the place so everyone could get back to work (or go back to sleep). (I know that's
Tales from the Strange World of Human Resources
Most of you know that I feel that HR is an unnecessary function. The transactional stuff is better done on an outsourced basis, and the transformational stuff is too difficult for the usual denizens of HR, who have little credibility
Caught in the Web (Continued)
Look closely for the brown spider cited in my previous blog post.
On Alan’s Pond
Koufax the Wonder Dog attempts to hide in the mud and ambush geese. No waterfowl were harmed in this pursuit, but two of us had to bathe Koufax once we got him out of our pond.
The Props for Writing on the Wall
We shot The Writing on the Wall today, so I used both cars in one of the opening shots.
You Are In Good Hands And Secured
Amtrak security hard at work between luggage and a hard place. Lot of papers there yet to go through. Photo taken midway between Providence and New York.