The Impact Of Theft On Trust, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:45am
Yesterday someone stole my wallet. I am not sure when or where it happened, exactly. My company had an offsite after-work event, and I noticed
Yesterday someone stole my wallet. I am not sure when or where it happened, exactly. My company had an offsite after-work event, and I noticed
Deep breath. I have to gird my loins for substantive posts. The other afternoon I was at a party with people in their early 30s.
I was talking to my son this week, about opportunities. We also talked about Reggie Darling’s jaunt through Antiques Week, music, and this article about
I take few absolute moral stands. Issues get complicated three sentences into a conversation. There’s almost always a second valuable perspective to include. Even a
Sigh. Let’s enjoy a moment of quiet. To be precise, a moment of refrigerator hum complete with disturbing rattle. We’ll ignore domestic disturbances. I was
Most of the time most of us struggle to make sense of, well, not most, but many things. But sometimes the universe takes us by
As I have said, I don’t much care for Kate Middleton. Now, to be precise, I don’t know the woman. Here’s what I mean. I
So Newsweek has gone all digital. Yes. Read about it here. In other news, you can get your own e-book designed, published, and distributed to
I’m listening to my sprinklers run while my dishwasher sloshes and purrs. I’m thinking about this post, by the artist Patricia van Essche. She wrote
If you’ve just landed here, I need to say one thing before you read. My Twitter bio says “I try not to be a jerk,”
It’s been quite a week. Big events, pivotal progress, so much managerial intent. I woke up still full of the adrenalin that accompanied me Monday
It’s been a while since I addressed my odd High WASP culture. Those of you old-timers who find the theme annoying, please (as Faux Fuchsia
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