I can’t sleep. It’s 3:30 a.m. and I’m on a plane somewhere over Utah, or Colorado, heading from the west coast of North America back east. Below me, people are oblivious to the tin can zooming by above them. Some…
I can’t sleep. It’s 3:30 a.m. and I’m on a plane somewhere over Utah, or Colorado, heading from the west coast of North America back east. And this is what happened.
Last Friday marked the 15th anniversary of the day I proposed to my girlfriend. I remember it well. We were making a getaway to the mountains of Vermont, and as far as she knew it was just another trip (you…
Successful bloggers tell you that the more you write, the better chance you have of making a living doing it. That’s akin to stating that the more lottery tickets you buy, the closer you are to becoming a millionaire.
Whether you aspire to be in advertising or not, looking for work sucks. But that doesn’t mean that you have to suck. The following is a true story. After flitting about North Florida for a few months with a shiny degree, a spec book, and…
