Except for a post a few days ago, I’ve been absent from these pages over the past couple of weeks. I was recuperating from a cold/flu. It was nothing major, just a stuffed up head, cough and fever (sadly not of the Boogie variety). As a result of this malady, I wasn’t in much of a writing mood (it was hard enough – dazed and confused in the fog of a stuffed up head – attempting to pass for literate at the old 9:5).
I’ll soon resume normal programming, but this week, please indulge me while I play catch up. A few things caught my attention the past couple of weeks, so kindly allow me to share some headlines:
I ran in this charity race on Dr. King’s birthday. Looking back, this might have played a factor in my getting sick. It was a bit chilly that morning (Of course it was January 22, what should I have expected?). I was woefully un-prepared with respect to my running attire. I froze before the race, sweated during the race, and froze again after I lumbered across the finish line. Note to self: It might be time to ditch the 25-year old Rocky Balboa-esque cotton sweats and invest in some decent running gear.
Zoe’s 10th birthday
I can’t believe the child we used to take to the Stride Rite store is now shopping for kicks in the women’s section! My little girl is 10-years old! Despite she and I being sick, we still had fun at her American Girl themed party (Don’t know American Girl? Well…it’s a more grown up, less furry version of Build-a-Bear).
I’m not Steve Harvey
I was at a business event not too long ago. While I was engaged in a conversation with a colleague, some guy sprints across the room, steps up behind me and says, “I thought you was (‘you was?’ – yes, my fellow grammar geeks – he said ‘you was’) Steve Harvey!” I don’t know if I need to grow (what’s left of) my hair, loose the goatee, or switch the contacts for my soda bottle glasses, but this Steve Harvey thing has got to stop!
Happy Valentine’s Day/Anniversary
Please refer to our earlier conversation. Fifteen years and still going strong!
I hate spam
The following email found its way into my inbox. We’ve been down this road before.
You were recently selected as a candidate for publication in the prestigious Top 100 Executives of 2013 Magazine.
There was a suspicious link later on in the communication. I wasn’t in the mood for an Ebola computer virus, so I didn’t take any chances.
But before I deleted this dubious proclamation, I read the last line and that’s when I knew they couldn’t be serious.
On behalf of our Selection Committee, it is a pleasure to welcome you and to share and celebrate your many personal, professional and academic achievements.
Academic achievements? While I did pretty well in grad school – go Pirates – (Funny how a little maturity and writing your own tuition checks can change your work ethic.), if the awards committee is looking at those halcyon days between ’82 and ’86 – go Orange, unless they’re referring to the lightening like speed at which I can tap a keg or my skills in making mix tapes, I’m not sure what academic achievements they’re referring to.
Words to live by
A graphic designer friend of mine shared with me the most profound piece of knowledge I’ve heard in a long time. While chatting about various aspects of project management, this designer said to me, “…my goal is to minimize the crazy.” What a useful way to look at things – business and/or personal. It suggests you’re not trying to eliminate the crazy, just keep it under control – minimize it. I’ve given it a try and it seems to be working!
Last but not least….
Our dog is an alien
Zoe was playing with Rocky and all of a sudden he jumped on the little storage cube in our family room. Looking quite photogenic, I couldn’t resist snapping a picture. Little did I know I’d uncover his green alien eyes.