In view of recent allegations against the New York governor (which this blog is not about) a long time female friend and I recently discussed the issue. We then began talking about different situations we have found ourselves in over the years wherein inappropriate things were said to us, all in professional settings. We discussed our outrage and individual responses to each situation.  

I did not expect to follow last week’s blog welcoming the return of Mets baseball tomorrow. A Newsday article yesterday, a discussion at the Gotham Brad Scherer Happy Hour Friday eve and an email exchange with Mr.

Ever notice how everyone else has the answer for your issue?   No matter what it is; realtionship, business, love, angst, etc.  You explain your issue and in that conversation there'll be at some point a declaritive statement from that person saying "this is what you should do!"  

How often do people talk to us in code? They have an intention, but they try to cloud or cover it in rhetoric. A perfect example is the obnoxiously directing request “why don’t you?”   In superficial code this means “I want you to do the following, right now!”

Do you remember The Tiger King? It’s significance to me was that it was much talked about as we settled into the Covid lockdown almost one year ago. Inevitably a conversation — even a business conversation- would digress into “what are you watching?” and The Tiger King was on most people’s lists. Here’s my incomplete list of what we’ve watched:

The author of 8 spirited children and 31 grand-spirited-children. She was 97 years young when she left this earth, but her legacy lives on. She was a quiet, kind, sly woman from the town of Reading, Pennsylvania. Fondly known as Pennsylvania Dutch. “S” cookies, Pecan Balls, Buckeyes, Pecan Pie, Lemon Bars, Cherry Bars and tasty dishes filled her kitchen and our bellies. A shark of a card player, a writer, poet, and a hell of a scrabble player. She could stitch, sew, hem, and outwit you with “Grace”. Her kids often called her “Gracie Slick”. Grandaddy Coleman LOVED his wife, Grace.

  I was having a conversation the other day with a colleague about our respective remote work spaces.

This blog was inspired by a comment I wrote on Corey’s blog from last week.