Big Face
It's new and quickly upcoming. It is going to be the face of the new marketing.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Natasha hits Youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BnhmDNQkxlU&feature=channel_page
This is from Cadaver Memorial
go ahead to about 5:30 minute mark to see her.
This is from Cadaver Memorial
go ahead to about 5:30 minute mark to see her.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
They got the Poppy Seed Chicken right there between the Meatloaf and Roastbeef!
I laugh even as I begin to write. It is funny how we organize things in our life. What people either see as more important or how they should organize the structure of life. On a smaller scale, Natasha was recently reading through the Taylor Methodist Cook Book. It had the dishes organized alphabetically. This might not seem like a big deal at all but little do you know. The conversation:
"David, I can understand putting the Index in Alphabetical form, that is what it is for"
ME: "Okay"
"But the whole cookbook?"
ME Again: "Yeah....."
"I mean look here, They have the Poppy Seed Chicken right here between the regular ol Meatloaf and some sort of Roastbeef!"
Currently, we had a chicken thawing in the kitchen, This angered her because she just wanted to look through the book for chicken recipes. Now she has to flip through the whole book simply because they didn't have the book divided by type of dish. AHHHH, now I see your problem. It was great. The anger as she continued to flip was priceless indeed. She would eventually set it down and go through one of the 9 cookbooks she has.
One persons organization of the little things in life can be totally different that some one else's. It's just like going into an office and some one saying, "It look a mess but I know where everything is." Yes, true, you do but no one else does.If we all would consider the "customers" in our lives, then maybe organizational skills as whole would raise. If maybe we release the control and/or selfishness of un-organization, then we can better serve the people around us. I will dip deep into serving others as we go along.
Natasha has struggled with organized religion lately, I guess the Methodist are out again. That line is full of humor.
"David, I can understand putting the Index in Alphabetical form, that is what it is for"
ME: "Okay"
"But the whole cookbook?"
ME Again: "Yeah....."
"I mean look here, They have the Poppy Seed Chicken right here between the regular ol Meatloaf and some sort of Roastbeef!"
Currently, we had a chicken thawing in the kitchen, This angered her because she just wanted to look through the book for chicken recipes. Now she has to flip through the whole book simply because they didn't have the book divided by type of dish. AHHHH, now I see your problem. It was great. The anger as she continued to flip was priceless indeed. She would eventually set it down and go through one of the 9 cookbooks she has.
One persons organization of the little things in life can be totally different that some one else's. It's just like going into an office and some one saying, "It look a mess but I know where everything is." Yes, true, you do but no one else does.If we all would consider the "customers" in our lives, then maybe organizational skills as whole would raise. If maybe we release the control and/or selfishness of un-organization, then we can better serve the people around us. I will dip deep into serving others as we go along.
Natasha has struggled with organized religion lately, I guess the Methodist are out again. That line is full of humor.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
What is it?
I stole this title off a piece of paper that I stare at. The purpose of this question was to define a certain program we are currently involved in for the summer. Just to inform you, I am currently devoting all my time to American Recovery and Reinvestment Act (ARRA), you most likely call it the Stimulus bill. You can find our marketing at http://letsgo2work.org/
I didn't come to talk about work though nor give them free marketing. I came to answer the question of "What is it?" In defining that, I shall ask even more question I suppose. Definitions are funny. The search for answers to the strangest things draw the craziest conclusions are mind will allow. Do we search to deep to define all that are possible? Are we scared to not understand something. This can be either ourselves, others, persons, places or things. Now it sounds as if I am looking for a Wheel of Fortune catergory.
Why do we search for answers? Why must we know things? Can people not just be happy in the process rather than to define the measure of the adventure?
I didn't come to talk about work though nor give them free marketing. I came to answer the question of "What is it?" In defining that, I shall ask even more question I suppose. Definitions are funny. The search for answers to the strangest things draw the craziest conclusions are mind will allow. Do we search to deep to define all that are possible? Are we scared to not understand something. This can be either ourselves, others, persons, places or things. Now it sounds as if I am looking for a Wheel of Fortune catergory.
Why do we search for answers? Why must we know things? Can people not just be happy in the process rather than to define the measure of the adventure?
Monday, May 11, 2009
Long Line of Losers
I have started listening to this new guy, Kevin Fowler.
This is my favorite, including the line: "I was born with a shotglass in my hand"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdsplfldbSQ
If you can pull up the link, search Kevin Fowler, Long of Losers on youtube
This is my favorite, including the line: "I was born with a shotglass in my hand"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdsplfldbSQ
If you can pull up the link, search Kevin Fowler, Long of Losers on youtube
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Remember the Pony
This is one of my favorite stories of all time. Mort was an amazing speaker and delivered some powerful things while I was working at Southwestern Company.
http://ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IY4CIPBWkKY
Remember the Pony
Tom Peters posted this on his blog
"How to survive a recession"
You work longer. You work harder. You may well work for less; and, if so, you adapt to the untoward circumstances with a smile—even if it kills you inside. You volunteer to do more. You always bring a good attitude to work. You fake it if your good attitude flags. You literally practice your "game face" in the mirror in the morning, and in the loo mid-morning. You shrug off shit that flows downhill in your direction—buy a shovel or a "pre-worn" raincoat on eBay. You get there earlier. You leave later. You forget about "the good old days"—nostalgia is for wimps. You buck yourself up with the thought that "this too shall pass"—but then remind yourself that it might not pass anytime soon, so you re-dedicate yourself to making the absolute best of what you have now. You eschew all forms of personal excess. You simplify.You sweat the details as you never have before. You sweat the details as you never have before. You sweat the details as you never have before. You raise to the sky the standards of excellence by which you evaluate your own performance. You thank others by the truckload if good things happen—and take the heat yourself if bad things happen.You behave kindly, but you don't sugarcoat or hide the truth—humans are startlingly resilient.You treat small successes as if they were Superbowl victories—and celebrate and commend accordingly.You shrug off the losses (ignoring what's going on inside your tummy), and get back on the horse and try again.You avoid negative people to the extent you can—pollution kills. You eventually read the gloom-sprayers the riot act. You learn new tricks of your trade.You network like a demon.You help others with their issues. You give new meaning to the word "thoughtful." You redouble, re-triple your efforts to "walk in your customer's shoes." (Especially if the shoes smell.)You mind your manners—and accept others' lack of manners in the face of their strains.You are kind to all mankind.You leave the blame game at the office door. You become a paragon of accountability. And then you pray.
[This post sent to you from the business lounge aboard the M/S Star, en route Tallinn to Helsinki—and fully wired, or, rather, wireless, at Sea, crossing the Gulf of Finland. Photo above.]
[The list is also available in PowerPoint.—CM]
http://ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IY4CIPBWkKY
Remember the Pony
Tom Peters posted this on his blog
"How to survive a recession"
You work longer. You work harder. You may well work for less; and, if so, you adapt to the untoward circumstances with a smile—even if it kills you inside. You volunteer to do more. You always bring a good attitude to work. You fake it if your good attitude flags. You literally practice your "game face" in the mirror in the morning, and in the loo mid-morning. You shrug off shit that flows downhill in your direction—buy a shovel or a "pre-worn" raincoat on eBay. You get there earlier. You leave later. You forget about "the good old days"—nostalgia is for wimps. You buck yourself up with the thought that "this too shall pass"—but then remind yourself that it might not pass anytime soon, so you re-dedicate yourself to making the absolute best of what you have now. You eschew all forms of personal excess. You simplify.You sweat the details as you never have before. You sweat the details as you never have before. You sweat the details as you never have before. You raise to the sky the standards of excellence by which you evaluate your own performance. You thank others by the truckload if good things happen—and take the heat yourself if bad things happen.You behave kindly, but you don't sugarcoat or hide the truth—humans are startlingly resilient.You treat small successes as if they were Superbowl victories—and celebrate and commend accordingly.You shrug off the losses (ignoring what's going on inside your tummy), and get back on the horse and try again.You avoid negative people to the extent you can—pollution kills. You eventually read the gloom-sprayers the riot act. You learn new tricks of your trade.You network like a demon.You help others with their issues. You give new meaning to the word "thoughtful." You redouble, re-triple your efforts to "walk in your customer's shoes." (Especially if the shoes smell.)You mind your manners—and accept others' lack of manners in the face of their strains.You are kind to all mankind.You leave the blame game at the office door. You become a paragon of accountability. And then you pray.
[This post sent to you from the business lounge aboard the M/S Star, en route Tallinn to Helsinki—and fully wired, or, rather, wireless, at Sea, crossing the Gulf of Finland. Photo above.]
[The list is also available in PowerPoint.—CM]
Friday, April 3, 2009
Florida to New York
My first summer selling books was living in the town of Pottsville, PA in 2001. My two roommates and I were able to score a huge place where three priests lived from the local Catholic Church. This place was huge because at one time it had held over eight priests. Also this place was right next door to the Yuengling Beer Brewery, American’s oldest brewery. It was a great smell to wake up too every morning.
I begin to empty out of new houses with one small mining town and so it was time to move on to the next town. I slip out onto interstate 81 to get over to the next town quickly. It’s only about a 10 mile difference but I want to get over quickly to do some afternoon mapping. As I begin to slip out on the road, I notice a man hitch hiking. Strangely enough he is holding sign that just says the next town up. I picked him up and offer the lift. He gladly accepts and we are on our way. As I begin to speak with this gentleman or let him speak mostly, I figured I talked to people all day and he has been to himself, so he could do the talking. He began to speak of his past and how he had gotten to this point. Somewhere along the story I caught that he was from Florida. I ask why on Earth was headed to Frackville, PA from Florida. He replied “I’m not; I am headed to New York.” In my lack of understanding I asked about his sign. He kindly replied, “You see David, you can’t just leave Florida and write New York on your sign. That isn’t how it works. I just write the next town up. Then, when I get there, I re-write the next town up. If I keep my head up to just one town at a time, I’ll get to New York. You can’t make the long trip all at one time”
By this time I was pulling off the interstate, it was time for him to make a new sign. I gave the guy the 2 sandwiches I had packed for the day. It was the least I could offer for the life lesson. Since then I have remember that story whenever I get frustrated about not hitting my goals all at one time. It was a tremendous lesson for a 20 year old man to have for the rest of the summer and the rest of my life. I don’t have to get the end just to the next spot along the way and one day I will look up and be in New York or in my case, a sunny central American island where I scuba dive all day! So maybe that is why we are here.
I begin to empty out of new houses with one small mining town and so it was time to move on to the next town. I slip out onto interstate 81 to get over to the next town quickly. It’s only about a 10 mile difference but I want to get over quickly to do some afternoon mapping. As I begin to slip out on the road, I notice a man hitch hiking. Strangely enough he is holding sign that just says the next town up. I picked him up and offer the lift. He gladly accepts and we are on our way. As I begin to speak with this gentleman or let him speak mostly, I figured I talked to people all day and he has been to himself, so he could do the talking. He began to speak of his past and how he had gotten to this point. Somewhere along the story I caught that he was from Florida. I ask why on Earth was headed to Frackville, PA from Florida. He replied “I’m not; I am headed to New York.” In my lack of understanding I asked about his sign. He kindly replied, “You see David, you can’t just leave Florida and write New York on your sign. That isn’t how it works. I just write the next town up. Then, when I get there, I re-write the next town up. If I keep my head up to just one town at a time, I’ll get to New York. You can’t make the long trip all at one time”
By this time I was pulling off the interstate, it was time for him to make a new sign. I gave the guy the 2 sandwiches I had packed for the day. It was the least I could offer for the life lesson. Since then I have remember that story whenever I get frustrated about not hitting my goals all at one time. It was a tremendous lesson for a 20 year old man to have for the rest of the summer and the rest of my life. I don’t have to get the end just to the next spot along the way and one day I will look up and be in New York or in my case, a sunny central American island where I scuba dive all day! So maybe that is why we are here.
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