What Stand-Up Comedy Taught Me

I don’t know what’s on your bucket list, but until recently, I had just two things: 1.      Sit in the front row of an NBA basketball game. 2.      Take a stand-up comedy class. You’ll be pleased to learn that #2 has been officially checked off the list. After years of – let’s be honest – being too afraid to do it, I finally followed my wife Linda’s encouragement and signed up this past fall for an 8-week class at ImprovBoston in Cambridge, Massachusetts. […] Click to read more…

 

Juggling Act

When I was 13, I taught myself how to juggle three tennis balls. At the time, I was operating under the mistaken assumption that 13-year-old girls would be awestruck by those in possession of this ancient and mystical skill. They weren’t (surprise!). Nevertheless, it’s an activity I’ve enjoyed for several decades. Which is why when my son Evan returned home for the holidays showing off his ability to juggle not three, but five balls, my first thought was, “Maybe this will work with the 13-year-old girls.” (Don’t write to […] Click to read more…

 

Three Pieces of Bad Advice

Congratulations, you have survived yet another year as a business owner. Now to survive the holidays with your relatives – a much more daunting task since, unlike clients, you can’t fire the difficult ones. Which is why today, I bring you three pieces of advice, all guaranteed to improve the way you communicate with friends and family over the next couple of weeks: Speak very quickly. These are busy people with no time to waste.Stick to the facts. Nobody cares about you […] Click to read more…

 

Skid Row

Here in New England, our first significant snowfall of the season occurred this past weekend. It’s always kind of special, even a little bit fun.  It’s also, for my money, the single most dangerous day of the year to be out on the road driving.  Not because November snow is any different than February snow.  Rather, it’s because with each new snow season, there is a portion of the population that has never driven in these conditions: There are the people […] Click to read more…

 

Hit ‘Em Where They Ain’t

I don’t know where you live, but I know this: Your airport is better than mine.  I say this with confidence because my airport is Logan, here in Boston.  Is it because of the decrepit parking garages? No.  Is it because of the dark, unwelcoming terminals? No.  Is it because of the ever-scowling state troopers who treat all travelers as if they are members of the returning British army, here to make another run at taking back our fair city?  […] Click to read more…