“Sounds like you curate people.” This was said in a less-than-admiring tone, by someone interviewing me for a job. The question of networking had come up, and as usual I was struggling not to express how much I despise “fun” events which are really just a way of extending work hours. I’m upfront about stating
It’s been just over a year since I moved back to Austin. This was supposed to be an end-of-the-year post, but now it’s a beginning-of-the-year post. Last month I helped a client who needed a website, STAT. The business was going to be mentioned in an industry publication, and we had three days. To me,
On the Facebook page I recently posted the Gizmodo article, “Generation X is Tired of Your Bullshit.” Every Gen-Xer I know fell madly in love with its combination of sly Reality Bites references and cranky cynicism. But more than anything, we collectively nodded in recognition: we’re tired. And the thing about Gen Y is that it
I once spent a summer in Italy on an archaeological dig; in the evenings after we finished work, a group of us would read Plato in Greek — and yes, it was lovely, but the university’s awesome policies put everyone in debt so don’t get too misty about it. We finished The Phaedo but not The Apology. On the
The Professor is In invited me to guest post this Friday, but I forgot to link — ooops. At any rate, if you’d like to read my thoughts on defining success, they’re over there.