...and yes, I get the irony that I typically talk about human life and death from inside the ring of that mortal battle, yet now I'm dealing with numbers and I can't talk about that.

Money is made at the cleavage of knowledge, folks. It's the division of what you know and what you need that makes cash.

Regular cleavage can make cash as well, of

Loyal readers might want to get those free reader accounts from Livejournal and msg me; I tend to post various things on the inside now, just because you're not supposed to talk about some of the stuff I talk about and I'm in a vague "position of power" now.

I haven't put out a general, "speak to the people" post in some time. Part of this is my job, which like all good jobs, requires a bit of privacy.

Part of this is pure laziness. *grin*

A busy couple of days have worn me out a bit, and this morning the snooze alarm bothered the girlfriend more than me. I would have just let it go... but she'd nudge me, so I'd have to do something about it. Finally I crawled out of bed at eight-something to deal with the day ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to post, several days through. My last post was on a trip to Louisiana, and now I'm back in the swing of things running around Texas. The weather has turned to misty cold drizzle and I love the cool... could give or take the drizzle. Heading to more meetings now, ones that decide things, the important meetings where the turn of a ( Read more... )

My cell got a call from the (720) area code this morning, waking me. "Oh sorry, wrong number, they said, and hung up." I stretched and got up, my mind wandering about the call. "Where is (720)? Who were they calling? Why? What part of the wrong number led them to me?"Wool gathered, I yawned and stretched, climbed out of bed. There's plenty of work ( Read more... )

I had a lunch meeting this afternoon, but that meeting got put off because I the guy I was seeing was cancelled on. Since I have to drive quite a bit to get there, and have a meeting after that, I've pushed back my meeting time ( Read more... )

I stopped at a wreck on the way out to the movie store. It happened 3 cars in front of me at a light and when it happened, as people curved around it to make the light, a little moral struggle went on. Proper social values won, and I pulled over ( Read more... )

Rain is making its way through the area. Rain never stops here... there is always somewhere more interesting for it to go. We are a restroom stop for the storms along the coast moving inland ( Read more... )

A guy I know from the Hurricane Katrina response called me the other day and said he wanted to talk to me about a business idea. I thought, "great, what is this, offer brad a job week?" He called back a few days later and asked to set up a phone appointment to talk. "That's weird," I thought, but thought nothing more of it ( Read more... )