Author: Jim Mitchem

In an act of bravado, my wife and I went out last night to see a movie. A grown up movie. Inception. I was stoked because of the positive buzz in my social media streams.  We each knocked off work early to rendezvous at home and head out. She picked a theater in a fancy part of town and we arrived early to grab some appetizers at PF Changs.  But there was an hour wait.  So we went to Dean…

Is it real?

When I was born I wanted to be outside the incubator. When I was 1 I wanted a breast. When I was 2 I wanted to take naps in my Nana’s arms. When I was 3 I wanted a red wagon. When I was 4 I wanted a father. When I was 5 I wanted to visit the moon. When I was 6 I wanted to watch more Johnny Quest. When I was 7 I wanted the Vietnam War to…

Let’s get right to it – I don’t give a damn about unlocking badges or stockpiling points in a virtual game that involves people I’ve never met visiting places I’ll likely never visit. Which is not to say that Foursquare isn’t relevant. It is. Folks everywhere are now experts on how to manipulate the service for commercial application. Stuff that most anyone can learn with minimal effort, rather than attend love-in conferences on the topic. But I’m not here to…

My life is perfect. Don’t hate.

Just a note to say hello and a shot from the edge of the continent. I love the humility that accompanies a powerful storm. If you look closely, in the center of this image, on the sand, is a castle. A fake empire. It made me take a moment today to take a look around and notice real and brilliant things in my life that I normally overlook or take for granted. Like laughter. Nourishing rain. And humility. Peace. *** Jim…