Post for Posterity

Hey there, thanks for reading this.

You’re one of the special few.

I’ve been using this blog for many years, not necessarily to have everybody read it, but to have a place to write and publish publicly. And to leave something for posterity. It’s a record.

I guess I hope someone from my posterity reads it. My kids aren’t too interested right now. But maybe they will be when I’m no longer around.

(But then who’s going to pay for the domain name?)

Anyway, I know more eyes will see stuff I might publish on LinkedIn or other platforms, but this is my own space. I own it. So, I can do whatever I want here.

And even though there is some pressure to write something good, because it’s possible that anyone could see it, I know that not many people will, so it doesn’t have to be spectacular.

There are many reasons to have your own blog.

I’m not going to list them here. You figure it out.

And write them in the comments. 🙂

(For posterity, it might be smarter to have a free one that won’t shut down if you don’t pay the bill.)


Listen to My Voice


Something Something

Whenever I need to write something and don’t know what to say, I usually just start writing and it comes out. So here it is! You like?

I know there are multiple subjects I could write about, and since this blog isn’t necessarily focused on any one topic, that means I can write whatever I want!

Of course, that makes it harder.

My mind likes to wander.

I end up thinking about a whole bunch of random topics that wouldn’t be relevant for a blog post. (But maybe they are.) It’s still hard for me to write. But it’s good exercise. Writing in public is totally different than writing in a private space where no one sees it.

It causes you to be a better writer.

So maybe I should be posting every day.

We’ll see. I’ve said that before here.

Need a new habit.

What do you do every day?

Thanks for being my habit.


Microphone Test 2


Microphone Test


Recording While Driving


Poetry is..

Swashbuckling mattress
Salmon backed ring
Textured lily pads
Making frogs sing.
Cuddly foxes
Anteaters too
Sweet smelling books
Fall over nice shoes.
You call this a poem?
Well, why not I say
They’re curious words
Arranged in a way.


I found it!


Pandemic Gap

Well, here’s another indicator of what the pandemic did to people. You’d think that because we were isolated and couldn’t go anywhere that there would be more posts on a blog. Nope. I guess not.

It was a weird time (and still is) that caused a lot of strange behaviors. I’ve still kept up a daily writing habit on but just didn’t think to post on this blog much. I guess by looking at my last post, the audio post about the Movement Method you can see that I was working on something else. It was an online course. Well, that stalled too.

But I’m back on it! I did shoot some video, and then stalled. Now I’m finally editing the video. Then I’ll have to figure out where I want to publish it and how much I want to charge for it, etc. So, there’s still a lot to do, but I’m back on it again.

And this blog just happened to come to my memory again. It totally disappeared off my radar. I guess if no one is reading it, and I don’t get any feedback, it’s like it never happened. So maybe that’s why I forgot it.

Or, I had bigger plans with some new fancy web site.

We’ll see.

I’ll let you know.

Maybe 🙂

Thanks for reading.


Audio Post


New and Old

This is garbage too, but I’m making it happen.

I’m sitting in my room at a Holiday Inn Express in Ontario, Oregon, on my way home from a quick, but significant trip to Utah.

My daughter was married.

That’s a real thing for a father to ‘give away’ his daughter. It’s not that I own her, it’s just a transition from primarily being in our family to starting her own family. The groom is a wonderful man who loves her and that’s all a father could want.

It’s a big change and new adventure for all of us.

To gain something new sometimes you have to give up the old.

And I’m glad.


The Night Before

Twas the night before Christmas…

And I’m wrapping presents.

Although, I could probably do this in the morning because my teenage and young adult children will sleep-in tomorrow until about noon.

So we’ll have an afternoon Christmas.

That’s okay. We’re glad they’re home and happy.

Merry Christmas!


It starts now.

I’m about to work on something big. I can’t really tell you what it is, but it starts now.

You’ll find out when it’s ready. But I wanted to draw a line in the sand, or on my blog, to show when this decision happened. So then I can track how long it takes to work.

And it’s going to take work. But the reward will be wonderful.

Starting is always fun.

Finishing is the hard part.

Shipping is the goal.

It doesn’t exist until it ships.

Now, go!


Black Friday Punctuation


Celebrate the Small

I had an interesting event happen today (well, a lot of them) that was significant in its own small way. Someone posted a comment on a post I shared on our corporate internal social network.

Now, for those of us who are active in these networks and communities, commenting on something is an easy, everyday occurrence. But for some people, they’d rather just read comments and not put themselves out there and say something, because of whatever reasons. Maybe fear of management, or of saying the wrong thing, or just being exposed and visible. They are all real fears, whether they are for us or not.

So, to have someone post a comment and say that this was their first comment ever on this platform because they really enjoyed the conversation and wanted to be a part of it, was a joy to me. I gave him immediate encouragement and kudos for posting, recognizing that it was a big step for him.

That is so key. If we want more people to participate, we need to make it welcoming and easy for them to do so. They need to feel that they are part of the group.

And that’s what I told him. He’s in the club now. People like us do things like this. And hopefully, he’ll now contribute even more.

That’s how we bring people to the party. Celebrate the small wins.

That was a win for me today.