That’s a funny title right? This is advice that I gave myself the other day after thoroughly embarrassing myself on the way to my car. As I sat in my car and dried the water from my face and shirt, I replayed the events that led to this embarrassing event. You see I was leaving an important meeting with a colleague who’s team I look up to and value. As I was walking out the door I saw one of his staff members catching a breath of fresh air. I paused just long enough to extend

While attending a gathering at LCBC a few months back I got to hear the great ice skater Scott Hamilton interviewed about his life struggles. What a story that man has to tell! Scott was an adopted child who had a mysterious illness which caused him to stop growing. Doctors at the time mis-diagnosed him with cystic fibrosis and gave him just six months to live. The diagnosis was of course wrong and he has lived much longer than that. When Scott was as an adult doctors discove

So I was getting ready to start a pretty important day the other day and had made myself some peanut butter toast to eat at the office. I also put some sweet French vanilla creamer in my empty coffee cup and started walking for the office and that coffee machine. ​ Now this sounded like a good plan, until you take into account the fact that my paper plate with freshly made peanut butter toast was balanced masterfully on top of the notebook in my right hand as I walked. The cu

I was cleaning out my center desk drawer the other day when I stumbled across some business cards bound together by a very old rubber band. As a matter fact, when I pulled on the rubber band that was so very old and fragile, it broke and the cards fell to the desk. I started leafing through them and grinned to myself while recognizing some of the many faces my entrepreneurship career path has taken me. I grinned the most when I got to a few business cards that were clearly cu

Let me tell you the story about a boy who had the pleasure of commuting on a public school bus to and from a Christian school each day from the ages of 11 to 15. I would have to leave for school well over an hour before school even began to take the bus to my district public school, and then a van (insert short bus joke here) to the various private schools with other kindred spirits in similar situations. Coming home was much the same, except instead of riding the high sch

Life sure can present itself as a roller coaster sometimes. I thought of this just the other day. I recently attended a convention in Orlando and had the pleasure of visiting Universal Studios for a private event complete with food, rides, and entertainment. Thank you NexTech. While there, my wife coerced me into riding the Harry Potter roller coaster. It reminded me of three things: First, of just how old I'm getting, and that the fluid of my inner ear has dried as I've aged

So as I put on a shirt the other day that I may have worn 10 times before, something caught my attention. I had never before noticed the stitching in the hem of the shirt below the very bottom button. I paused as I read it. ​ It said, “enough excuses – get it done”, all in caps. ​ It really caught my attention because I had recently finished a book titled “No Excuses” by Brian Tracy. So it was like taking a one, two punch to the gut. ​ You see, as driven as I am, I still find

So I was reminded of something the other day when I was using the bathroom. I looked to my right and saw a funny message that made me think of my mom. Yes, this message was written on the bathroom wall in my separated garage by my sweet wife, who is always the creative and fun spirit. But you know what, it got me thinking. First - that Rachelle is crazy. Second - wondering if I should paint over her graffiti. And finally - about my mom. I haven't really spent time thinking ab

I've made this comment a time or two while cruising down the highway on my way to something important - or not.​ It may sound a little brash I understand that, but it's true. I find myself often slowing down in the fast lane on the highway. Why is that?​ Well, you see, I've come to find that sometimes other travelers don't quite finish passing the cars to their right, but instead just mosey along enjoying the ride. ​I'll be honest, this bothers me a little. Not to the point o

One of my team members mentioned this the other day and I thought it was intriguing. ​ It brought back memories of white water rafting in Ohiopyle PA, on the Lower Youghiogheny River. I had organized trips both for college and my karate school on this class III or IV River. Ideally we would have 4-6 people per raft, with 2-3 per side. ​ The scenery was gorgeous, and the river was at times calm or challenging with waves. Sometimes we would just ride the waves with our oars on