Not So Personal
Tech, Pop-Culture and Marketing
I got a call from Vancouver. The caller wanted to buy my business. My globetrotting commercial empire? Sure: let’s talk.
When I got back into writing, I figured that contests were a safe bet. Why would I think that?
Is your life a spectator sport for others? Are they living their lives or trying to get you to live yours?
"We're giving away vinyl LPs!" announced a friend. In the 1970s, on every move: I got to carry the LPs. When CDs came out, the discs in my spine welcomed the discs in the jewel cases. At last I will have my revenge. When I am done, I hope to be able to work 60 records into one suit of vinyl armor.
My Personal Stuff
Thoughts, Growth and Personal Stuff
I think that respect, like shame, is an emotional prompt that doesn't do much good. It becomes a flag without a nation; or a homeland made out of smoke. The truth is: respect is the last warning marker before people try to plunge into the dominion of your self and annex who you are and subvert your goals.
"It's looks like you work out of your kitchen and your wife doesn't even commit to the business." That was a mean, biting critique of my business' about us page. It was also totally honest and necessary.