On a business trip in my early days
as a budding entrepreneur, I stopped
at a Shari’s restaurant in Tacoma, WA.
(Shari’s is my favorite 24hr place to hang when
I want to think, write, and think some more) .… —-> Continue…
It’s midnight, Sunday.
I’m sitting in my Jeep at a rest stop.
Some things can’t wait.
Ever since last night a line
has been repeating itself
over and over in my head.
“There are bigger things at work here…”
It’s a line (or close to it) from
one of the Spider Man movies.… —-> Continue…
You know what’s an interesting thought, is that across the board the US can chalk up the majority of it’s health concerns on a terrible diet.
I’m painting with pretty broad strokes here, and it’s not political (sorry) – but ignorance is not bliss when it comes to preventative health.… —-> Continue…
“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…
I thought I’d switch gears here,
and talk about “relationships”.
So, this whole boy / girl / love thing -
let’s skip past the first part (meeting).
Let’s talk about the fall…
What I’ve observed is that the first months
of any relationship both parties are really
pouring on the charm & pulling out the stops
while at the same time throwing out little “tests”
for the other person to see how they’ll react.… —-> Continue…
“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…
It’s dark out and I’m driving with my
son across the 205 bridge from
Portland to Vancouver. Actually,
I’m doing all the driving – his legs
are too short to reach the pedals
and he doesn’t have a license yet.
All of a sudden the car stalls
and the engine stops.… —-> Continue…
