Every now and then: Shut up and listen! The exercise projects humility. Plus, you might actually learn something. Of course, it’s easier said than done, no pun intended. Listening requires intentionality and, wait for it … patience. Most people are…
The Covid-19 coronavirus pandemic is an immediate and dire socio-economic nightmare. But … it could also be a dream come true for socially conscious, public-relations savvy businesses and industries. Selfish, thoughtless, right? Unless you consider public relations in the traditional…
What’s wrong with this picture? (Hint: Look closer than my reflection in the window.) It’s about the individuals who grace the giant promotional posters displayed in this Abercrombie & Fitch storefront. We learn from the photo captions that the ripped…
When time and space and comprehension slow us down, our natural inclination is to take shortcuts to streamline things. Not only with the limitations of everyday life, but with existential matters too. In fact, for centuries we’ve created and relied…
“Never use your blinker, that just tips them off.” This cynical, decades-old mantra says plenty about the challenges we face on our daily commute, and maybe even more about a shift in our collective ethos. The inattentiveness, impatience and other…
One night I awoke with a particularly random thought in my head. Halfheartedly, I reached for a notepad by my bedside, and scribbled “Recycle Rex.” To my surprise, the next morning the note actually made sense. Which led me to…
Who knows why seemingly insignificant (at least in the moment) sensory experiences become associative triggers for the rest of our life? Why does a specific smell, sound, vision, taste or emotion immediately take us back to another place and time?…
How can a brand of popular footwear authentically represent healthy longevity? Answer, when it’s a pair of traditional/trendy “Made in England Dr. Martens AirWair with a Vibram soul.” With a quarter century of experience walking on this earth (see example…
[ARCHIVE UPDATE — 1-23-18] This story could go on forever, but here’s the abbreviated version. A young woman walks into a trendy downtown bistro and grabs a stool at the bar. She possesses an almost unnatural beauty, at once alluring…
So I’m sitting by myself in a corner of this dimly lit, old-timey New York bar, on a maroon leather bench seat leaning against the wall with a bar-height, round oak table and three empty barstools between me and a…
