Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, the mind of woman will wonder what took it so long.Blair Warren
I once had lunch with a young man who said he’d spent over $100,000 with a “success guru” and it was the best investment he’d ever made. I nearly choked when he said this, but given his extraordinary success, I wasn’t about to question his judgment. Not knowing quite how to respond, I said, “I guess you wouldn’t hesitate to recommend him to others.” To my surprise, he instantly and emphatically said he would not. Continue reading
Well, Halloween 2013 has come and gone and despite what the statistics might suggest, I’m calling it a success.
Our first trick-or-treaters arrived around 7:15, our last about an hour later. All in all, probably 50 kids appeared on our doorstep and an equal number of parents stood watching them from our sidewalk. Nice people, all of them. Nowhere near the numbers from when I was a kid, but I’ll take them.
Perhaps the most surprising thing to me was that of all the costumes, only 1 was horror-related. We had plenty of princesses, ballerinas, Ninja Turtles, doctors and martial artists. But just one monster. A little Freddy Krueger.
He couldn’t have been more than 7-years-old, but he sported the hat, the glove, the bloody face, and when his friends yelled trick-or-treat, he didn’t; he growled it. And with that growl, the little monster made my night. Heck, he made my entire Halloween. And it only took an instant. But that’s the way magic works. If you’re willing to meet it halfway.
It may have been Christmas to the rest of the world, but to me it was always Halloween. December 1968.
A few weeks back I happened to catch John Carpenter’s Halloween on TV and while Michael Myers was butchering some unsuspecting young beauty I thought, I’m just not feeling it.
I know; I, too, thought that was strange. But it gets worse.
That same week I also caught a bit of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho, a movie I’ve seen probably a dozen times and one that’s never failed to send a little chill down my spine. But this time, nothing.
And then Netflix joined the party and suggested I watch the 1931 version of Dracula. So I started to. And though I loved this movie when I was a child, this time it failed to deliver.
I began to see a pattern. And that’s when a thought I never expected to enter my mind, entered my mind. It was a thought I found deeply disturbing. And not in a good way. Continue reading
Excuse me while I take a deep breath.
Thank you. I needed that because this one really gets under my skin.
Here’s a little quiz for you. What is the difference between the following two dialogues?
You ask, “Will you let me know when the job is done?” He says, “Count on it.”
- You ask, “Will you let me know when the job is done?” He says, “Tell you what. If I don’t call you by noon, that means it’s done.”
Notice any difference? If not, you’re asking for trouble. Here’s why: Continue reading
I don’t have a great memory but I do pride myself on remembering to put out our garbage on collection day.
In the three years we’ve lived in our current home I’ve virtually never missed a day.
Then, some weeks back, for no apparent reason, I forgot. Later that week, I forgot again. The next week, same thing.
In all I missed four collection days in a row and – to make matters worse – I couldn’t begin to explain why.
Then, as suddenly as this cycle began, it ended and I’ve been perfect again for the last two weeks.
What caused this glitch in my near-perfect garbage-day memory? Continue reading
Having an open mind is important. Don’t listen to anyone who says otherwise.Blair Warren
Ever notice how many of us start things but don’t follow through on them?
We join the gym but never go.
We buy a book but don’t read it.
We outline a book but never write it.
We sign up for a class but don’t attend it.
We start to renovate our home but don’t finish it.
You get the idea.
Why do we do this? Here’s my guess… Continue reading