When the Introvert Dances

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I took a little poll on Facebook today. I wanted to ask my personal collective hive-mind what they thought about me. Specifically, I wanted to know if they thought I was an introvert or an extrovert.  The answers, surprisingly, were all over the map. I got everything from extreme extrovert too extreme introvert, and lots of in between.

 
I was mildly amused to see the wide range of answers, and kept a running tally on a Post-It note on my desk. When I left work today, the introverts had it by 4 votes.

 
So, who was right? Continue reading “When the Introvert Dances”

Taking Stock of What I Have and What I Haven’t…

Taking stock of what I have and what I haven’t
What do I find?
The things I got will keep me satisfied
Checking up on what I have and what I haven’t
What do I find?
A healthy balance on the credit side…

It’s that time of year when I find myself taking stock of the past 12 months, running through a mental exit interview of sorts, as I prepare for my next trip around the sun. You’ve probably noticed my lack of posts the past few months. It isn’t because I haven’t had anything to say – I’ve just been busier in the real world than I have online, and, well, the past month or so has been rough on all of us. That, especially has been weighing on my heart as I both take stock of the last year and look ahead at what’s to come. Every time I think over the past 12 months, I have the same reaction:

Man, 2016’s been a bit of a year, hasn’t it?  Continue reading “Taking Stock of What I Have and What I Haven’t…”

Chocolate Factory Philosophy

If you want to view paradise – simply look around, and you will.

Anything you want to, DO IT.

Want to change the world? There’s nothing to it.

Ah, the immortal words of Willy Wonka.

I loved that movie as a kid. Heck, I love it now. But only the old one – the REAL one – the one with wild haired, mischievous, philosophical Gene Wilder as the candy man himself.  Forget the remake; give me the original.

It’s the first movie I remember having an effect on the way I related to the world. Continue reading “Chocolate Factory Philosophy”