I’m in a funk. Do you ever get in one of those? I'm not depressed, I'm really not, and I'm not talking about the 70s rock band, Grand Funk Railroad, the 1969 song Do The Funky Chicken or even The Chicken Dance. I'm just in a downcast mood. Here’s what I’m feeling: I’m scattered. I... Continue Reading →
Life is about perspective
Twenty-one months ago, I used to worry about what I wore to work. Before I packed up my bag and went out the door, I would ask my wife if my tie matched my shirt and if my shoes went with my pants. I would pay close attention to how I looked in the mirror... Continue Reading →

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