I have a wife and two daughters and we love the movies. This Sunday we’ll finish dinner early to pop some popcorn, curl up on the couches, and root for our favorite movies and actors. The Oscars are like the Super Bowl in my house. Granted, like last year, I was only able to see half of the movies nominated. But last year I was 5 for 6 in my predictions, so my algorithm has some merit. For the record…
I wasn’t going to share this because I don’t know what good it does. Does it really matter? Or is it just shock value that we forget the second the video is over? Does sharing make even the slightest difference to the real world? I just don’t know. I certainly don’t expect this post to help make a difference in your life – you’re already a responsible world citizen. But I’m sharing it anyway. Because we are a flawed species…
The garbage truck came today. Like it does every Tuesday. A black man in a white truck pulled in front of our house, reached out with a mechanical claw, grabbed our bin, lifted it high into the air, and dumped its remains into bucket on the back. He then placed the bin down, retracted the claw, and drove forty feet to our neighbor’s house. Where the process was repeated. Gone forever, the remains of the week. To a place where…
You’re born with one desire – love. And you’ve got nothing to give to the world. Not yet, anyway. As a child you’re just ‘the future.’ What that means in America is that ‘one day you’ll provide value to the rest of us.’ Because you’ll become a resource. You start to work as soon as you’re able because this is the land of opportunity and a strong work ethic is the most important trait you can have. Opportunity means working…
Riding into work today I passed a red billboard with yellow type that said, “I start my day at $1.” It was for McDonald’s dollar menu. I thought about how clever the copywriter thought this line was, and how it was applauded by her Creative Director. Then I thought about the ad agency where they work and how happy they must be to have the McDonald’s account. I thought about how much effort must have gone into their pitch to…
