Showing posts from 2013


If I were to describe this past two years it was like "transforming" From a ugly green caterpillar who eats toxic leaves and spews brown crud ... To a much more appealing creature that floats above all that, flutters away from it and sees things in a whole new way.

I won't bore you with life as that green slug, the were lots of great moments, but a lot of toxins ingested crawling slowly along the way.

This past year started off with a wonderful awakening of a spirit that I had shunned for various reasons for decades. It brought with is a peace and calmness that I have never experienced before, like walking into the eye of a hurricane where all around you there is chaos, but your area is awash in sunshine and calm.

I have been blessed with many tools to help me carry that calm with me, wherever I go. From that brightly lit center, I now see many things a lot different. I look at what is "normal" around me, and discover that it is not normal at all.

I have chang…

Plenty of Parking

left the Windsor Recovery Club about one in the afternoon on Thanksgiving day to go visit with family, friends, and my kids for a few hours.

The Club had just launched over 150 meals out to three senior housing facilities in town. Individually prepared fresh hot meals  of turkey, all the sides, and gravy that I saw being carefully crafted for hours.

Many people loading up lots of boxes of meals, weilding carefully prepared lists and teams of delivery people, to ensure a hot meal, delivered on time.

Next 'in-line' - literally, were many dozens of people at the facility itself. Many of whom had not slept hardly at all in the past 24-36 hours. Attending meeting, helping be of support in many ways. A wonderful mix of young and old, men and women, backgrounds of all kinds. They were all there to give thanks, most were there to help others, some very much needed companionship. The holiday season can be very traumatic. It was a wonderful atmosphere.

I left feeling the warmth of God.…

Happy UN-Thanksgiving

First of all, Happy Thanksgiving.

I have a Brother in Germany who gets about six weeks vacation and half a month of government holidays. So today is one of the only times of the year where I can gloat for a few moments. He is working today, I am not.  However, that moment is very short lived. It's not in my nature to do that. I miss him and his family for over fifty weeks of the year. I wish they could share in the festivities of today. 
This is a great holiday. One of reflection, humility, grateful thanks. It's loosely about the story of two vastly diverse cultures and peoples long ago who got together to share their food and their spiritualism. That honeymoon day didn't last though. The Indians got the Casinos and the Pilgrims got everything else, and now the pilgrims go to the Casinos and give it all back.
This has always been a holiday of a stressful roll-up of a mandated short week (unless you work in retail). Everything "needs" to be done by 2PM on Wednesday…


I have a nice view from the 14th floor in my new office. All day long I see a stream of traffic ... heading somewhere.  I can't help but look at the lines of movement ... a steady flow of creatures, some larger, some smaller, but all following a trail somewhere.

Like the little tiny ants I used to watch with fascination as a young kid; I see the same lines of tens of thousands traversing somewhere, knowing that each feels important in their own way, each has their own needs, their own lives, their own happiness, their own sorrows.

Viewed from the 14th floor, you lose that perspective. You see only masses of motion. You forget that each vehicle, or human, or even the animals riding along; carry so many experiences, dreams and hopes ... from their perspective.

It's all about me ...
One of the great life lessons learned recently is that it IS all about me when it comes to interacting with other people. I have learned that if someone else upsets me, affects me in a negative way or…

What I've learned

Oh sure, I've got lots of great dramatic details about drinking, my medical miracle, how I'm alive today. That's old news.

October 20th, 2012 was a turning point in my life. I didn't know it then, I had no idea the tremendous things to come.

I'd like to first thank all the wonderful medical staff who worked tirelessly with this old carcass, and breathed some life back into it. They nurtured an ember that has grown into a strong flame.

Below are some random bullets of things I've learned over the past year, just thought I'd share for fun:

• Sobriety has little to do with stopping drinking. It is a calm, highly lucid, caring and sensitive state of mind.

• A Chinese emperor tried enacting prohibition about 4,000 years ago. This is not a new problem.

• 80,000 people die each year from alcohol related medical issues. Liver failure, cancers. This is more than twice the amount killed by Breast Cancer. (Maybe the NFL players can start wearing little pink thigh fla…

Hi - my name is Bob ...

So I was out riding my bike along a remote trail the other day .. and an alien materialized out of nowhere ... - I stopped. A little startled, I didn't say anything.  He said, "Hey there ... nice day for a ride eh?".

It was a beautiful day, I agreed with him, introduced myself, he told me his name was Bob.  So, not to be rude, I asked him "how can I help you?"

He explained that physically, his species was almost identical. He could consume the same foods as us and metabolize proteins, and minerals and nutrients the same as us... that he liked Pizza and he also had an affinity for M&M's. (must be an ET thing).

I shared my love of pizza and suggested he try Heath Toffee Bars ...

Then he started asking about some items he saw people ingesting in various ways, inhaling, injecting and consuming in liquid form, that seemed to have no benefit to the body at all. Little or no nutritional value, in fact, many contained serious toxins that affected central nervo…

The History of C2H6O

After minutes of intense and exhaustive research, I have prepared this summary of the complete and thorough history of the compound C2H6O ... sometimes abbreviated as EtOH, using the common organic chemistry notation of representing the ethyl group (C2H5) with Et.

It was discovered by a caveman named Eddie 10,479 years ago who ate some rotting fruit. In his notes posted on his blog, he noted it "affected every organ in the body. It is a central nervous system depressant that is rapidly absorbed from the stomach and small intestine into the bloodstream."

But it felt really good. So he opened a store ... Open M-S 10-8, closed on Sundays according to the "Beige Laws" (Blue was not invented yet).

After Franchising, the word spread, Egyptian chemists a few thousand years later were able to extract enhanced variations of the compound C2H6O from a variety of fruits, with various affects on the central nervous system. Some causing seizure like walking episodes, hence the…


What is sustainability? This little visual I found on the web tries to explain it all ... in my opinion it may be just a teeny tiny bit confusing? Maybe a candidate for that "Death by PowerPoint Presentation?

For me it's a great buzz word for what should be simple common sense and doing the right thing.

For example, in starting up my coffee business, the first question I heard was are you going to do K-Cups? My first thought was sure! Simple, easy to use, clean, efficient ... but then I thought about, expensive, wasteful of resources, huge additional carbon footprint and a recycling and waste management disaster.

I can only imagine people excavating our trash a thousand years from now and seeing tens of millions of those little things and saying 'what the hell were they thinking ... were they that lazy and ADD that they couldn't make a pot of coffee, and recycle a paper filter?

Sustainability is everywhere, it's not just a business buzz. It's your health ... m…

The Band ...

The Band .... The BAND ... THE BAND!!!
What a great scene from a fun movie about a couple of guys trying to do some good for something they believed in. 
I've been blessed recently with being brought into a fun Band that has a similar mission -  to have fun playing music, and do it to help benefit local causes and charitable events, family style for the most part. 
This breaks tradition a bit with what I learned growing up on the 70's and 80's, where as a Bass player, partying was pretty much expected, selfish behavior was promoted and wild chemically influenced antics were laughed at and encouraged. I guess my last band of 25 years ago called "Drunken Stupor" didn't quite make the Top 40 hit list.
The Band T.I.M.E. that I'm in is great -  but how I got there is even better.

This year has been an education for me in the value of helping others. I've finally figured it out that all the great stuff I did for so many companies and in life, I did not do al…

Just Thanks

I'd like to take a quick moment to give some thanks and express gratitude to a few companies. I am launching a company, the first one I have ever done. The goal of this company is to help others, specifically those entering into recovery from alcohol.

Along the way I have met many new people, and when they learned of this new idea, the outpouring of help was rather humbling, encouraging and I am grateful for it all.

I won't divulge names here, but I will identify services and support ...

My technology company - always within moments - a human pick up the phone, and they do whatever it takes to resolve my technology issues.

My lawyer - called me for the first time after 6pm at night - we spoke for nearly half an hour. He shared some personal experiences within the firm related to my cause. He is being very thorough and getting me accounting support too.

My bank - The local branch took over an hour with me, reviewing the business plan, the opportunities, helped me acquire my E…

Full Ride

I'm not sure what happened this morning. I woke early, in mild pain from a long bike ride from yesterday, and I decided to do more this morning. Sunglasses on, music set to randomly entertain me from over 800 selections ... I'm on my way.

Let me preface the rest of this -  I have a wide variety of musical tastes ....

I started the ride by welling up in tears. The first song was Peter Gabriel - Wallflower. It's about being incarcerated - I think in war, but basically being held against ones will, and the physical and mental cost, and a message to hold on. I spoke of recovery at a prison earlier this week, my first time ever speaking ... locked up with about two dozen long term convicts, maximum security. I thought of them, their struggles, and said a little prayer for them to 'hold on'.

Then Garth Brooks comes on and is reminding me to tell those that you love - to do so, say I love you, for tomorrow may never come. Morbid thought, typical dramatic Country western,…

Finding the Good People

Once a year, my local Chamber of Commerce takes the time to recognize a few people that have served the community in different ways with fun awards.

These are the people that have quietly and humbly done the right thing over their careers, always focused on the people, great events and especially pitching in to help others whenever they could.
The event itself is no small feat, a group of people work hard on a theme, and fulfilling that theme with props, content, signage and even fun songs to support the roasting of the awards winners. the people who put this great evening on deserve awards themselves.
And the recipients of all the top awards all tend to have one thing in common ... they don't want it.
They don't want the recognition, the glory, the accolades, the spotlight. Their first instinct is when will this damn dinner be over and when can I get back to work. Quite frankly, the event is more for those in the audience, to aspire to a greater level.
I won't mention the…

Learning from Cats

My dad has been taking care of some 'wild' cats for years now. He enjoys a few moments daily, feeding them, watching them play. He justifies the expense by saying that they take care of the mice, of which he has never had a problem before. We all know that's a farce, and smile when he says that. He loves his cats.

Once in a while, I get the opportunity to feed them. Recently, one of the cats had kittens, so I got to feed the mother and four kitties.

     I learned a lot that morning.

I approached the feed bowls, the kittens scampered, the mother stayed, crouching, growling and hissing at me as I prepared their food. I decided to sit nearby and watch them eat. Mom continued to make noises at me, but eventually settled down. A few of the kittens bounded in willingly, unsure as to why mom was upset, and readily willing to have a morning meal.

I sat quietly as they all calmed down. They ate, played a little near me eventually, and then ran off to find better and more exciting…

Touched by a Wall

I hadn't thought too much about wars, the consequences, the numbers. I was detached from them, being born in-between most active major conflicts. I had seen the movies, read about the horrific events in books, seen the photo's ... to the point where I became numb.

Then the traveling Vietnam Wall Memorial came to my home town.

As a budding photography enthusiast, I grabbed my camera on the way to work, with the expectation of catching some images of this exciting event. I arrived early in the morning, there were dozens milling around. I didn't say a word, because I could not speak.

The lens cap stayed on, the trigger finger never flinched on my camera. I walked around in the morning dew, felt the sun on my back and read the names, so many names.

The experience was overwhelming. The magnitude of the wall, the veterans crying, relatives leaving flowers and notes for those long passed. I left the first day without a photo, and I repeated the event the next da…

The "TIDES" of Venus and Mars

I had a random encounter with two bottles of laundry detergent recently. Made by the same company, mostly the same stuff inside, some sort of a soapy mixture the removes crud from your clothes.

But these were two VERY different bottles of soap ....

One designed for people from Venus, (you women know who you are), and the other for us less intelligent folk from Mars. I will point them out for you.

COLOR -  Venus is crisp white, and pale blue, sensitive and caring colors, representing purity and cleanliness. Mars is Denver Bronco kick ass, in your face, don't mess with me friggin dirt  orange.

TOUCH - Venus is "gentle on the skin" - soft caress,  a pleasure, to glide your soft cottons over your tender shoulders. Mars is  'clean the NFL trusts, meaning it will get caked blood and ground in mud and grass stains from working in the yard out of your denim, which we guys air dry so they are crusty.

FRAGRANCE - Venus is "free and gentle" so it won't contrast with…

Fake Death, Real Death

Many thanks to all involved with the production at Windsor High School yesterday. the "Broken Promises" school group produced a very realistic reenactment of a crash between two High School cars, filled with kids headed to the prom. I will let the below video speak for itself, it was no small effort.

Just a note. Many of those 'responding' to this fake accident had to miss the rehearsal, responding to a real fatal  accident instead. A young woman rear ended a truck nearby, and was killed. No skid marks, apparently a distracted driver for some reason. The truck's real axle was near her rear seat. I talked with one of the teen aged volunteer fire fighters, first on the scene, his only comment was that he hoped this event would prevent other drunk and distracted accidents. I was amazed at this young mans poise after just witnessing a horrific death just a few hours earlier.

Please take time to watch the below video and thank the school and all the professionals inv…

Blinded by the dollars

If you were a traveling businessperson, looking for a fun  place to go for food and an evening of drinks and possible entertainment with local flair, I would suggest the Tavern downtown, or the Bar and Grill farther north near the airport. Both have great food, excellent wine lists and full bars. They have local 'regulars' who make the evenings fun, Windsor's version of 'Cheers'.

I bring these up, because they were both promoted in a local fundraiser for the High School. Spend an evening out and these establishments, and they will donate a percentage of the revenues to the school to help with Graduation expenses.

A mailer was sent out, but there was a problem.

Contained in the envelope from the school was a letter from the High School Principal announcing an event to raise awareness of the dangers of drinking and driving. It talked of the thousands of deaths and what the school was doing to educate the students.

The following four pages were fundraisers, two for je…

Three for Fore

I'm using this spot this week to give a shameless plug to three worthwhile Golf Tournaments (if there is such a thing) I'm helping out with. I just love these shameless excuses to go for a long walk and write it off.

In chronological order they are ...

June 2nd -  Sunday  - The Clubs Open - supporting the Windsor Recovery Club, a place for those struggling with Alcohol to go to learn how to overcome this disease for a better life. Go to  for more information.I created the web site and other print marketing materials for this event. I'll be at Oak Ridge come golf day with Camera in hand.


June 17th -  Monday  - The WCC/Rotary Golf Tournament- supporting the Windsor Chamber of Commerce where I have volunteered my services over the years and also the Windsor/Windsor Locks Rotary. Both great groups that do so much for the region. Go to the web site at  for more information.I'll be doing …

Hold that note ...

I had a few hours of enjoyment last night, listening to an amazing group of young men. They are all members of a singing group called Ithacappella, students of Ithaca College, located  somewhere, in nowhere New York.

The room was amazingly electric with energy, the music was phenomenal; from there it only got even better.

This night was the farewell show for four of the Seniors of the group. There were musical roasts from the underclassmen, done with flair, fun and frivolity, and retorts from the upperclassmen which started somber and smooth and finished in a barber shop style quartet that did nothing less than kick some butt musically. They sounded like a full ensemble coming from just four mouths.

Sprinkled through the evening were emotional and tender stories of leaving, remembering the effort put in,  sharing of long hours, new friendships, sweat, and for one senior, even overcoming a traumatic injury from an accident along the process.
This group is a testament to what a few yo…

Simple Ways

The pile of newspapers is almost a foot deep now. Headlines missed, urgent news passed by, articles not read.

I was gathering the daily newspapers for my vacationing parents, I call them the "daily dose of death and destruction delivered to you doorstep". 

They sit in a recycling bin, ready to be made into more news ready not to read. Daily the news flows into our lives from papers delivered o our homes, cables connected to visual interfaces and mobile devices where we can connect to everything we don't really need to know.
We struggle to balance the normal life of fun daily routines of meals, children, social activities with the onslaught of bad news from all media venues. I found this constant reminder even at a small local fall fair a few years ago.

The below video I created from the titled song "Simple Ways" from a local band "Bus13". It shows all of the fun activities of a beautiful fall afternoon with children enjoying a seasonal fair, when in …

Awww, Cmon - no way ...

It's too good to be true. Right?  Maybe?
C'mon!! ... or Come on 
I received a phone call the other day, someone I didn't know wanted to talk to me about an opportunity. I personally am never one for passing up on new things, but I excepted this call with a mild degree of skepticism.

I've talked with many people about many different opportunities, I've worked with many dozens of companies, helping them market and convey their branded message in different ways. Just when you think you've seen it all, good and bad, someone comes up with something a little different that makes you stop and think.

My meeting took place in my stocking feet, in a rather elegant house along the Connecticut River, with a gentleman in his later years, and was obviously not in need of additional revenue. He was soft-spoken, low key, but he had a passion about what he was talking about, a new and different opportunity. If this were Star Wars. I would refer to it as a "convergence of …

Two slices please - with whipped cream

On Sunday, I spent about 3 1/2 hours, having lunch, dessert, casual conversation, a few laughs in a relaxing time with my ex-wife and kids.

Yes, with my ex-wife… And kids.

To say that my ex and I have under communicated in the past few years is an understatement. I can point a finger at her, but then 3 fingers point right back towards me, and the thumb… You know where that's been.

For those of you who missed the memo, I'm an alcoholic, and quite frankly I love it! In the past few months I have learned so much about myself, gained such serenity, calmness, comfort in my own skin, understanding, and so much more, it's been great. Humble pie never tasted so good.

Don't get me wrong, I know I have a lot of work to do to rebuild trust in relationships, only having been sober, not just dry… But truly sober for a little over 5 months, in every sense of the word. The way I look at it, I spent the last 3 decades, impeding my progress with alcohol, I'd like to spend the next…

Blue Male - Check

Did they miss the memo?

I'm pretty sure, that the rules today are that all men and women, regardless of race, color, height, baldness, amount of hair on back (men and women) are to be treated as equals when it comes to employment opportunities.

Why is it that at the end of every job application they want to know your ethnic background? Do we actually count how many Eskimos and Native Americans are applying for jobs? And if so, why. I am a white male, Irish? French? German? Italian? Russian? Slavic? Israeli?… They don't ask that question. Why not?

We also feel compelled to track gender, why is that? The nature of my genitalia won't affect my ability to perform that office job. Whether you have man breasts, or woman breasts shouldn't matter at work (however, some men, quite frankly, could use a little underwire help, especially in IT). I think that's one question we could do without.

If they're going after gender, why not just ask them what their sexual preferen…

Fastener your Customer Service Belts!

Working on a signage project recently, I needed some clips to hold components together. I remembered a company I used to work with years ago called Fasteners for Retail, they carry all those cool gadgets you see in retail land, holding signs, dangling and making you buy things you don't need.

It was a Saturday, normal office hours were closed, so I hit the web. I found what I needed and ordered a sample quantity of 10 for about $13. Order was processed, received, clips worked great, until. I noticed my credit card was it for 2 charges, one for the $13 and another for almost $15. I sent an email to the customer service person, Heather,  who explained the latter charge was for freight.

When I ordered the clips, I had requested a catalog also. Their catalog weighs about 3 pounds (a great bathroom reader, by the way). My clips weighed about 3 ounces, so being shipped with a catalog. My assumption was that they were billing the freight for their catalog, which didn't seem right.


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Good ISMs and Bad ISMs

I recently discovered that alcoholism has been a part of me, and will be a part of me for my entire life. Like diabetes or cancer, it’s just something you live with and do your best to control it. This is a bad “ism” that can lead to a lot of family pain, great losses and death.
One of the cures for this ism is another called spiritualism. The teachings of AA focus a lot on this, making a part of your everyday life. From this, I personally have found great serenity, humility, and a heightened awareness of self and others.

I wish there were more isms, like TV ism, Facebook ism, work ism, text ism, coffee ism and more. All of those activities and habits that can at times be taken to excessive levels, distracting you from important isms like family ism or health ism.

Most times, managing your isms can be quite easy once you identify them. I start my day with a little bit of spiritualism, then I float that into my thoughts for the activities that I need to do, make sure that everything…

So many clocks, so little time

Well, it's that time of year again. The hunt for clocks is on, and time is running against us.I estimate that I spend about an hour a year moving clocks in my life back-and-forth. If I live to be 80, that's almost 2 weeks worth of work vacation I wasted on changing clocks. Time well spent?

It's amazing the amount of clocks and time pressure that we put on ourselves. Clocks in the bathroom, clocks in the kitchen, clocks in the family room, clocks in your car, clock on your wrist, clock in your phone, clock in your computer… Does anyone know what time it is? I do, it's time to get rid of some of these damn clocks. Why is a there a clock on a coffee maker? If it's time to make coffee, you know it. You don't need an LED readout of what the real-time is, it's coffee time. Someone along the would be a good idea to put a wake-up timer and have the coffee maker be an alarm clock and start making coffee for you in the morning. Dumb idea. Half the fun of makin…

Where's the damn bread?

Last week, I was traveling back from some errands with my father, about ready to have lunch with both my parents. We decided to grab some fresh bread on the way and stopped at a grocery store that neither of us was familiar with.

We walked in, to our right were bagels and donuts… Close, but not a loaf of fresh bread like we were looking for. My dad thought the bread was at the other end of the front of the store, so we walked over there (this was a large grocery store. We found only prepackaged breads, no fresh bakery bread. Deciding to hold true to mail tradition, we refused to admit defeat, refused to ask for direction, and proceeded to walk the whole perimeter of the store in a quest for bread. We eventually found in the back right corner a wonderful selection of fresh baked loaves, made our selection and headed to the checkout. Being near lunchtime, this area was very busy, and that the 15 and under item aisle was well attended. The woman in front of us had a card with 14 1/2 item…

The Operation Failed

Microsoft is known for giving error messages that are at best useless. I was greeted by one of these messages this morning as I tried to launch the program Outlook. A split moment after clicking the icon that worked fine last night, I was greeted with a message saying"the operation failed". No explanation, reason or solution, only that it had failed.
I knew the reason it failed, I have another program that synchronizes with Outlook and it was locking up the data tables Outlook uses. I knew that it would finish in a few moments, and all would be fine.

These error messages might be a lot like the soundbites you get in life. Like co-workers who simply announce that something didn't work and walk away, or news headlines from various media that deliver  you a ten second soundbite with no real understanding behind the issue. They just bring you bad news, lots of it, every moment, of every day, and they smile while doing it.

Too often, like this error message, the focus is on …


I like to call him the little man with a big smile made a dent in the world of music and international relations.

Paul Simon at one point in his life was experiencing multiple setbacks. He was involved in a relationship and was married while touring, with no time to spend cultivating the marriage, it suffered.. Overworked and under pressure he at the same time produced an album that he did not have the drive to promote and it also failed. His personal and professional life both plummeted at the same time.

Taking some time off, he drove often to Long Island, listening to a tape given to him by a friend. Soon it became his favorite, but it had no label.. Curious, he did some research and found it was from an African band. Paul was longing for a change from Folk Rock and had a desire to broaden his scope. A spark ignited in his mind.

Something on that tape spoke to him and he traveled to South Africa and immersed himself in all that was good and positive in the nation under such terribl…

No baggage? you're funny

A few ago I professed online that I had"no baggage" on some website. Some time after that the woman I was dating, who had great insight and a way with words said:"you don't have baggage, you have a freight train".

Well, it may have not been quite that bad, but she was right of my overly optimistic self assessment of traveling through life with the mental equivalent of only sandals and a Hawaiian shirt.

The visualization I came up with was a series of on matched bags, all overflowing and strewn about the bed, each needing varying levels of attention to get them organized. There was luggage for careers, relationships, missed opportunities, mistakes, successes and more. Mentally, I carried all these bags everywhere.

I did find a nice organizing tool has helped me out recently, it was in the form of prayer, that simply says you can affect change to some things, others you cannot, and you may need a little help from somebody a bit wiser than you to figure out which …

Overcoming Cancer

I have a very close friend who has struggled with cancer for nearly three decades. For the most part he had been able to live a normal life; wife, house, career, kids.

The cancer would come and go in waves, but he was able to fight it off many times through willpower and some home medications and exercise for the longest time.

However, as time wore on, cancer got the better of him. It dragged on his career, affected his marriage to the point of divorce, and the cancer began to affect all around him.

Last year, just after the joyous occasion getting engaged, cancer hit him hard for some reason. He became unable to hold a job, unable to take care of his kids, his bride to be left him, he would eventually lose most everything.

Depression was overwhelming, sleepless nights caused him near insanity. And then the cancer also indirectly caused a legal blindness and made him unable to read or drive. Due to cancer, he hit bottom.

Losing all will to live, the  cancer nearly killed him. Lying o…

Incarcerated by snowflakes

A local traffic reporter posted on FB on Friday night that she felt"trapped" in her house due to the storm. I suppose if you're claustrophobic you can be a bit unnerving knowing that you cannot really go anywhere.

The television is pretty much useless, by the time the storm hits you're sick of hearing about it. All of the reporters get sent to the same locations they go to during every storm. Just once I'd like to hear someone from the DOT respond to reporter "were going to salt the roads, pepper the highways and sprinkle some garlic on the exit ramps".

I prefer to use this time for focusing on organizing thoughts, goals in life. TV off, music on, candle or fireplace if you have one, something good to read and a cup of tea. Relax and enjoy the time. Make a few phone calls to friends, and check in on those who may need help.

Relax, rest up, the storm was a great excuse not to rush out anywhere, but rather to reflect inward and enjoy the peaceful beauty t…

Give a little bit of

OK -  gotta comment on Superbowl Ads - I liked the Samsung pitch ad's clever, the Wishes car ad, ok - I got confused by the Oreo Ad.

Coke has the knack for the soft sell, bringing together life, people community, hope. Like the old "I'd like to teach the world to sing" ads.

This one was a clever use of technology - and another Great song by Supertramp.  Enjoy again or for the first time if you were away on a bio break when it played.

Fathers and Football

I'll start this by saying AD's pizza has been a fixture in my life since I was very VERY little. Sunday nights back then consisted of Disney (UHF Channel 30), Rootbeer Soda ... and an AD's Pizza

Zoom forward a few decades, I'm a long time Steelers fan, AD's is starting a Steelers Fan Club (1995) in their new facility. My fav Team and Food, all in one location.

But why?

What was the link?  The original owners son is a huge Steelers fan and now current owner there, OK that make sense.Brings in business, that makes sense. But there was something more.

It wasn't until a few days ago when I read the BlittzburghCT fan club write up when it all fell together for me. John, the original owner who started AD's in the 50's would spend lots of time with his son Joe watching the football games when he was growing up. Their history together.

Now, the family is carrying on the business, and also the memories of Father and Football time spent together.

So when Joe, his…

Don't Judge a book ...

OK, guilty ... guilty ... guilty.

I almost missed a great opportunity this week, here's why.

I saw an ad posted recently for an opportunity that seemed to fit really well with my offerings. I contacted the company, and received a near immediate response from them in a very positive manner. That sent up the first red flag.

I was granted a meeting with the president of the company within about a day. That's like hitting the lottery, it just doesn't happen normally. Now, there were two red flags flapping in the breeze.

I read the company's website, over and over again. I never read so many words and learned so little (except for emails from my ex-wife).  There was great pages of growth, teams, customer service… but nothing about what they did, either product or service. With enough red flags now to mast the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria, I almost called the meeting off.

Curiosity got the better of me, now I just had to know what the heck this company did, and why they were …

Caught in my own game

I was making a quick trip to drop off a few items in my newly acquired storage unit here in town. I had sold a few other  items in the past few days, and also wanted to stop in and pay for next month a bit early.

The woman who talked with me initially, was very  friendly and saved me a unit and even incorporated a discount when I didn't even ask about it. When I went in to do the paperwork she wasn't there,  but I did stop him about a week ago briefly just to say hi and introduce myself and thank her.

When I went in topay for next month, I was sure she wouldn't remember my name, and I was going to act all disappointed.Within about 15 seconds, she told me the amount due. I was impressed! I thought to myself not only is her systems prowess phenomenal, but she also remembered my name!

I said, Hey, you remembered me! That she confessed. When I punched in my code and drove through the gate it automatically brings up my account and name. So not only was she not truly computer s…