It’s very easy to recognize someone who carries themselves with self-confidence; they are usually quiet and observant, taking everything in and their mind is always working. I got along well utilizing this skill. Especially in the highly competitive fine French dining arena where precision was every bit as important as the creative process. And IContinue reading “Self-Confidence”
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Stealing
There are all sorts of crimes and taking something that is not yours is the absolute lowest. I have more respect for a murderer than a thief. Now before you get all puffed up and froggy, I recognize the difference between ill-gotten gain and a necessity to survive for those desperate enough to try andContinue reading “Stealing”
The Long Wait is Over
For me, anyway. The start of the Premier League football season begins today with my Manchester United Reds hosting Fulham, a team that sneaks into the top ten on occasion, but are in no danger for the top six spots. Now, although I am very skeptical about the retention of manager Erik Ten Hag, IContinue reading “The Long Wait is Over”
Loneliness
I like being alone, but I suppose feeling lonely is a curse for some. Others can be alone even when surrounded by other people. I am one of them. I think I equate people with being antithetical to a clean and healthy planet. I would be alright with a smaller world population, or even better,Continue reading “Loneliness”
No Pressure
I think we would all like to think we would be cool under pressure, and able to lead masses of people if need be. Right. Very few are the stalwarts, impervious to distraction. Single-minded, yes? But in a good way. These are the people I want placed in charge of keeping our citizens safe (includingContinue reading “No Pressure”
It’s Not What You Know
It’s who you know. No question about it. In some Middle Eastern cultures, they believe that everyone has “markers” in their life that guide, inform, and help them as they make their way through this world. I’ve had several myself; I include my big brother Ed as one, as he was very supportive of meContinue reading “It’s Not What You Know”
The Bike Ride From Hell
I was thirty-two years old and had the body of a coke-fueled alcoholic on the fast track to The End. I had not lifted a weight since I was nineteen years old and I soaked my body nightly in Seagram’s VO, Elephant Beer, and other people’s girlfriends. I was dating my wife-to-be for all ofContinue reading “The Bike Ride From Hell”
Power
Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Thomas Jefferson wrote that and if anyone was in a position of power for the United States, it was him. Power comes in many forms. There is the physical power of athletes who spend hours each day lifting weights and getting bigger and (hopefully) more powerful. Actors and actressesContinue reading “Power”
Ten Minutes
Old people are starting to get to me. What’s with this ten-minutes-to-do-anything rule? I mean “just a sec,’ “hold on,” “wait a minute,” all these expressions are extended to ten minutes by the more mature people. (old buzzards) I don’t get it. But we adjust. I now know to be patient and wait ten minutesContinue reading “Ten Minutes”
Road Trip
After much chagrin and frustration, I have finally convinced Domestic Despot Osama bin KAREN to let me put together a mid-week trip up in the High Sierras of California and then over to the coast for a stop at my big brother Ed’s in Ventura for a few days. I have fond memories of Ventura,Continue reading “Road Trip”
