a new catchphrase

I was talking about a new catch phrase with a friend last night. He suggested, "and you can take that to the bank!" complete with a pointed finger. I suggested adding "mister" at the end. The bottom line is that's been around for awhile, but like "I'm going to give you a knuckle sandwich" I'd like to see some of the classics come back.

I'm trying to keep the awkward high five, with people too insecure to actually lift their hand above their head, alive.

I'd like to see "you go girl" and "you rock" go away...that's just me. I feel like they've had their time and like "achy breaky heart" have worn out their welcome.

I'd like for people us "book" or "bookin" to describe how fast they were running. We were booking down the street - or - I had to book on out of there.

Maybe you could help me get that one out there on the street.

I know I shouldn't - but I can't not laugh when I hear, "that hurt like a mutha". It brings me some sort of moment of humor when people describe pain as a "mutha". I assume those are people too classy to end the hyphenated expression.

I'd also like to start a new one like the new guy on the Office tried with a "Shrute" as in, "you really Shruted that one".

I'm just stuck in which direction to go....something to think on I guess.

and you can take that to the bank

six more days

I'd like to go back to the 24 color crayola box. I get diversity. I understand there are different shades...but come on. I want to say colors like Black, Red, Blue and not midnight, rose or sky.

I get that I just want to dumb down the system because I don't want to spend time learning new names. I know that it's selfish, but who's in with me?

You could say dark red, or light blue if you want...but let's just make that as far as we go.

I think we can agree with the Quakers on this one - simple is beautiful.

world revolves around my general area

I know that the one word that everyone loves best (according to a bunch of science geeks that have done many studies about such things) is their own name (even dan kalbach...."hi this is dan kalbach, you can leave me a message and I'll call back....get it....call back is like kalbach" it's his answering message, you'll have to ask him).

So you'd think I'd spend more time trying to remember people's names, but I'm busy (see previous post) and incredibly important. I'm so important that I can show up late to meet you, because my time is more important than yours. It's understandable that someone as busy as me doesn't have time to remember the thousands of names of people who come to me for various things (money, advice, socks, how to include a bunch of these ( ) in a post).

It's always interesting to think about how much time people spend ruminating on even the simplest of compliments. Apparently that's a really big deal to people. It's hard though to take 7 seconds from thinking about me and instead thinking about what the great things about this person I'm looking at are....

I guess that'd make a difference in their day if I took those 7 seconds and actually asked, "what's happening in their life that's really exceptional?" "What's a bigger deal than how nice their shoes are or how high their collar is up?" I guess if I were to verbalize some of the things in their life that were worth noting, that might actually stick with them for a few hours.

It might cheer them up if they're having a rough day. It might keep them going a little longer on a long day. It might just take an average "C" day and turn it into a "B" or a "B+" or an "A-" or a "pass" or an "A" or a....I guess you get the point.

too bad I'm too darn focused on me and all of my stuff.

ah well...

two for Tuesday

Big day today. I get to follow a work day with a work night. We figured that since next week will be one of our busiest weeks all year, we'd have me speak somewhere tonight, have a t-ball game tomorrow night, friends over for dinner on Thursday and then go to a two day seminar on Friday and Saturday.
This will give us a day to get our house ready for three guests who are staying with us next week....while we're hosting a week long conference....that I'm speaking at....and we're dumb.

So I have this little speaking engagement tonight that I haven't really prepared for (is that bad?). Unfortunately I have a full day of meetings and work to do so I'm not going to get a ton of time today to pull some things together. Maybe I could have Dave guest speak and tell his Bumper story (have you heard it yet?)

Busy = important
you know that right?

I'm incredibly busy - ergo, I'm incredibly important.

I'm also incredibly smart - ergo, I use the word "ergo".

Oh sure you could argue that there are busier people out there (Bob Saget, Kate Blanchett, Tom Delay) and I concede that they are even more important than me...but I'm still really important.
And let's see them use words like "ergo" or "pedantic" or "pasta-like". I'm here to tell you that I use big words and have lots of meetings all the time.

I'm really not sure why I'm not the president of this planet.

Someday....oh yes, someday sweet friends.

As for today, I'm hoping to get some things done....maybe have a pasta-like lunch.

ouch

my back is out...

actually I don't really know what that means. I mean, it's right here. It didn't leave. I'm guessing that means it's out of alignment...yeah, that makes sense.

In any case it hurts. Apparently your back is kind of a key deal because you can't really adjust to a different position when you're sleeping and all of a sudden....you're comfortable.

It affects everything.

I'm already thinking about the chiropractor. They catch a lot of flak from a lot of people who don't know better. Chiropractors actually study anatomy more than M.D.'s do. They've helped me when I've thrown out my back in the past and doctor's often just throw pills at me.

I go to the spa-aaaah. I avoided it for over a year even though it's walking distance to my work and they don't require appointments. I didn't go near the place because it looked like a naughty massage parlor and I've been avoiding Fuller for months. Anyhow, I called the closest doctor that was in my insurance plan (I should put insurance in quotes) and sure enough they answered the phone, "it's a great day at the spa!". At that point I just went because it was close and I could get in right away. Turns out it's a legitimate place that can fix things.

It is interesting how defensive a lot of chiropractors can be. I've been to about a dozen different ones over the years and a couple of them have charts up proving their credentials and education. I'm not just talking about their degrees - they've got lists of classes they'd taken, how long they'd studied, what their time in the 40 was....the list goes on and on. (people usually say that near the end of their lists)

So I'm off to get my back cracked. When they crank your neck around, it makes the actual sound that you hear when you watch someone get adjusted on tv...it's no joke, and it works.

it pays to ask questions

I bought some attractive Ohio license plates yesterday.

The thing that threw me was that they charged me $79 for the plates. When I asked why it was so much, I was told that I was paying for a full year + 14 days because my birthday hadn't passed yet.

"But the plates say June, not the date in June"

"Yes, but we know your birthday is on the 19th"

"will it say that on the expiration date?"

"no"

"Um, how much would it be if I came back in a couple of weeks?"

"$54"

"isn't that about $4.50 a month?"

breaks out the calculate....."um....yeah, just about"

"So to get my $54 worth of plate use and an extra half month I have to pay an extra six months?"

"yes, I guess you do"

So I just used Annie's birthday and saved $27. I guess it pays to ask questions...

I've got a great deal for you

If you're looking for a great guitar - you should check this one out:
great guitar

the great thing about it is "it did not get played heavily as it was hanging in a musicians collection while he toured internationally"

How cool is that?

I should mention, in the interest of full disclosure that this wasn't really hanging in a musicians collection while he toured internationally. It was hanging in a friend of mine's collection...and he's a musician - in that he can play guitar and sing - but not in the sense of, "Hey let's go pay $14 to go see Stacy play". The only international touring he's really a part of - is going oversees to adopt a child.

The thing is - he had his guitar stolen in State College, Pa a little while ago. Fast forward to e-bay item #290123497259. It has the same look, same little problems, same little features, same.... serial number...

you could make a good case that this is probably the same guitar that was stolen from him.

And now the guy has the guts to sell it on e-bay....from State College.

So anyhow, I've heard it...it's a great guitar. You might consider buying it...just passing it along.

I was going to e-mail the seller, but my e-bay account name has Centre County in it, and that might give away the fact that I might know he sold it. So if you want to e-mail the seller and tell him you'll be driving through Pennsylvania on your way to NY on vacation...maybe you could get him to agree to meet you to purchase it.

It'd be like a little blog based sting. You'll be Paul Newman without the salad dressing and Stacy will be Robert Redford without the film festival.

silly I tell you

Lou Piniella is a grown man who wears an incredibly tight baseball uniform even though he doesn't play. It'd be like a wrestling coach coming out in a singlet for a match...or a football coach coming out padded up. Silly.

The ridiculous thing about Lou is he had a little meltdown in front of tens of thousands of people who spent a bunch of money to see these baseball players play ball. He did what they teach you at baseball manager school. They tell you that arguments in baseball aren't like they are in real life.

You get one inch from the person's nose and yell while shaking your head violently. Ever see anyone do that in the real world?

You also kick dirt onto the person's shoes to let them know you really know what you're talking about. It gives you credibility.

Lou kicked it up a notch....he also repeatedly kicked a hat...his own hat. It's almost like he was saying, "Pardon me, but you were 25 feet closer to the play than I was...and you do this for a living...but to prove to you that I'm a man who knows what he's talking about...I'm going to kick my hat...repeatedly."

I'd suspend him at least for 10 games. I know that it's somehow a "part of the game" to have managers throw bases, kick hats, kick dirt onto the umpire while standing one inch from him...but in basketball they'd toss you from the game and give you a technical...at least. There'd be a severe penalty that'd cost your team something. In tennis you'd forfeit a game.

It's just silly to say that because it's baseball, it's not ridiculous to act like a bratty four year old.

why focus on the differences?

I was at a group discussion of different religions yesterday. I met an incredibly nice man from India who happened to be visiting from India. He was a Hindu and I am a Christian, and we had a pretty good and respectful discussion about our respective faiths.

What was interesting to me was how adamant a guy in the crowd was that we don't spend any time discussing the differences of the different religions...he wanted to talk about the similarities.

I've heard many times the argument, "there are many paths to the top of the mountain, and all are equally valid" and heard yesterday, "there are many side streets that lead to the destination, but they all end at the same place". That was the first time I'd heard it said that way...but basically it's the same old argument.

Yesterday the similarities and differences were both brought up. Some of these religions/cults/beliefs have a monotheistic view. Most believe that you have to do something to get right with God. Most believe that there is an afterlife. There are tons of similarities. But the minute the differences were brought up - people would get immediately defensive.

The facts are that there are significant differences. To pretend that there aren't would be to be intellectually dishonest. I'm not sure I understand the idea of whistling a happy tune while we all pretend that we believe the same things.

We don't. That's ok. We can all still get along. We can vote for different people and still love one another. We can believe that the team with five Lombardi trophies is vastly superior to the team with one winning season in the last 20 years and still hang out for dinner on Tuesday night.

We're different and that's just true. How would pretending we all believe the same thing help?

she's the best

If you happen to see a beautiful girl with three great kids strolling through your neighborhood...and the kids keep shouting, "Happy Birthday Mom!" you'll probably wonder why her husband isn't with her celebrating her big day.

Because I have to work...until 10....PM.

So instead of spending this day celebrating her birth, I'm writing this blog post. I figure that's a half step above a Hallmark e-card.

We do this training weekend every three months. It happens to hit on our ServeFest weekend...and also happens to hit on when I'm leading a training...and speaking at an event. I just can't get out of everything this weekend to do something extra special for this awesome girl I get to spend my life with.

So I'm writing this blog post. I figure it's about a step above 5 index cards that say, "this is good for one back scratch".

So if you see Annie today, wish her a Happy Birthday. I don't want to imply that she's superstitious and really gives any power to your wishes (even you Ezmerelda) but it's a nice sentiment, isn't it?