These are essays from the wayback machine. The topics are varied. Some are about business, but mostly rumination on current events and whatever caught my attention at the time.
This is how my journey as a salesperson (and later teacher, coach, and consultant) began. My mother was a teacher. Her parents were both teachers. My father was a successful and prominent attorney. His father was a self-made man who died wealthy. He made his money as an accountant. He made his wealth investing in […]
This is a story about customer experience, a topic about which I’m endlessly interested. It begins in what will feel like left field with a confession: I’m not much of a baseball fan. I should be, but I’m not. I’m a sucker for history and mystery, ritual and experience, and baseball is nothing if it’s not all that. But for whatever reason, I never
In October of 2000, nearly 20 years ago from this reposting, I wrote a long series of posts reflecting on a trip I made to Belgium. These many years later, I find the writing solid if a bit florid, and the observations and reflections worth revisiting.
I keep unearthing prose from an old blog I used to publish called Midlife Rider . . . don't go looking because I gave the domain to someone else some years ago. This bit is a review of a book I jus loved reading by a university professor's journey from deep in the Canadian heartland down to Texas to research a book. On a Ducati.
Another piece from 2008, a time when I was all about riding motorbikes . . . the longer the day the better. This essay was written while on the road from Seattle through Washington, Oregon, California, and Nevada to a town called Tupac in Arizona. And then back.
Years ago I wrote a blog called "Midlife Rider." I found this essay recently and thought it worth republishing. If you're not interested in mechanical things, probably pass on this one. First published in 2008.
Thinking about complexity, modernity, and the loss of certainty on the anniversary of the destruction of the Space Shuttle Columbia. Written in 2002.
Thinking about the beginning of a new year and all the things I might want to accomplish, stand for, or just remember to do. Written in the closing days of 2002.
Decisions aren’t found under a rock. Decision-making is what makes us human. It’s why we have those big frontal lobes. Decision-making is the means by which we most directly attempt to shape our lives.
Story telling may be the most powerful form of influence you can use. I wrote this in 2008 . . . over 10,000 words on the power of story telling. In some ways this might be my masterwork to that point.