New York, New York
I love it here. Even the things I hate I love. The place does have its own idiosyncrasies, though. • Who are the cab drivers (who no longer help with luggage or know most directions) talking to constantly in foreign languages
Naval War College Visit
My wife and I were guests for a private tour of the Naval War College today, arranged by Captain Mike Sherlock, who had read my earlier blog about my run-in with a Marine Colonel (http://www.contrarianconsulting.com/sir-no-sir/) during a conference in Newport.
Tales of Unsuccessful Foreplay
It's mating season here, and this is one goose who simply had had it. © Alan Weiss 2009. All rights reserved.
Alan’s New York Weekend
The limo arrived at 7:30 yesterday morning, and I caught the Acela to New York, absolutely filled, 43 people in first class, but two great stewards who promptly served breakfast. I get the last single seat, since the Boston crowd
My Week in Vegas
The Six Figures to Seven Workshop (41 people) and the Mentor Summit (73 people) were fabulous. The Platinum Hotel, a last-minute replacement, did a GREAT job, provided suites for everyone at $129, and catered outstanding food with gracious service. I
From LA to LV
I’ve just delivered a morning session to the Greater Los Angeles Chapter of the National Speakers Association at CBS studios, on the set of the Bill Maher show. (My wife was delighted to walk through the set of The Young
World Travels
(Click on image to enlarge) That’s me on the right, Libby Wagner, member of the Mentor Hall of Fame, Michael Sheargold, member of the Million Dollar Club, and Rob Nixon, member of both, during my recent trip to Queenstown, New Zealand
Australian Journal: Epilogue
I flew out of Auckland in the best Qantas could offer, business class on a 747, no first class on the plane. But the seats were new, state-of-the-art, and reclined into full, flat beds. My neighbor in the adjoining seat,
Australian Journal Redux: New Zealand Day Eight
Well, it’s the long ride home. Wonderful dinner last night overlooking the lake at The Bathhouse, with Rob, Michael Sheargold, Libby, and me. I finally got to pick up a check. Rob is very generous, world class, but I had
Australian Journal Redux: New Zealand Days Six and Seven
Too cold and damp for the chopper. Breakfast overlooking the lake worked, however! Dinner in The Bunker with Rob and a small group, great talk. One participant said, “It was the best night of his life.” Must have been Libby’s