Few Europeans can get into this weird antiquated game that such a small segment of society understands, or even wants to. How to present it to them, when they have little or no context
‘The subtle mental shifts we experience over time and how they lead us down our paths’ Heidi Jones There’s my writing prompt. It’s from my friend Heidi, who I saw recently at my thirtieth high school reunion. That was a trip, by the way. Like a psychedelic one, I mean. The good kind of trip.… Continue reading if you don’t like it or think I should grieve otherwise, you could perhaps go read something else
This social media lark is just that. It’s not serious. No matter what you’ve been told. Nothing going on online is more important than the people sitting in front of you.
You ever had one of those days? How about on that day, the Mahag dealer shows up late to an appointment & it all goes pear-shaped, as a result. Humpty Dumpty fell and Miriam was left to pick up the pieces. Try remembering, when people are jerks at Christmas, that everyone is the hero in his story. Just because you’re having an awesome day, doesn’t mean everyone else is, as well. And vice versa.
We decided last weekend that we’d do a Digital Detox starting this next Sunday, and neither of us really thought it through. Late last night (or two nights ago, at this point), Miriam turned to me and said, ‘You remember what we agreed to last weekend?’ In a split second, it all came rushing back… Continue reading digital detox (for social media) and grieving for those damned dogs
When they lose, I’m a bit happier. And this week? They’re playing my favourite English side. No-one in all of Europe would be surprised if the mighty Bayern wins. Nobody. Except me. I’ll be surprised if Spurs lose. I’m all in for Tottenham. All in.
Watching baseball in the middle of the night with a newborn in one arm and scattered thoughts running through my brain, I’m reaching for a decent explanation of why my digital scrawling is worthy of your (or even my) attention. For the last several years I haven’t bothered sharing my life’s minutiae, as I did… Continue reading relaunching this blogging lark with a whimper in the night
Jerusalem was everything I’d hoped it would be and more. Met old and new friends. Saw the Wall, and prayed for my mom, my dad, all my grandparents and felt some sort of spiritual realignment.
In the near future, I’ll try to put the last part in better words. For now, just know that I made it to and from The Holy Land and luckily didn’t get a Messiah Complex.
People wake up early every weekday morning and under normal circumstances they immediately think about family members or whether they slept well. Soon after achieving consciousness, often only after introducing caffeine into their system, the working person is naturally going to start thinking of the coming workday. Many people spend a tremendous amount of their… Continue reading Why are we even doing any of this, anyway? Thoughts on working and self worth
A week and a half in Austria on holiday, and it’s taken me this long to get round to sharing my meditations on cows with you? What’s wrong with this picture? We’re staying at a Hütte (cabin) behind a dairy farm about half an hour south of Kitzbühel, and I assure you: I prefer the… Continue reading Austria isn’t only for cows
My daughter needs space to play, and playmates are always a plus, and I need somewhere to write and work. More often than not we’re at a boring, grown up café. She entertains herself admirably, and I try to be understanding when she’s reached her limit and wants a change of scenery. It does eventually… Continue reading give me your worst service stories of all time…please
Every time I hear someone say, ‘He’s such a narcissist,’ I cringe. Might it be because I’m, in fact, more self-involved than I like to admit? Of course. It’s possible, or even probable. No matter the person, I believe that’s simply one danger of being human. However, it’s a word that’s so overused that it… Continue reading this photo of my lunch on Insta isn’t narcissistic, I promise…really
I’ve learned that it’s nearly always better work when it comes flowing out effortlessly. Working like salt miners, rarely results in good outcomes. Like with most things, the other crucial thing to remember is to stay flexible. Some people have to power through such situations, which I recognise and respect.
While writing about my clients’ needs branching out and doing business outside of Germany, I realised it might be easier to explain German business to the Germans themselves. As an Ausländer (foreigner). Why? Many small and medium sized companies in Germany, Austria and even Switzerland (the DACH Region) still do more business at home or… Continue reading Doing business in DACH (Deutschland, Austria, Switzerland) on the fly
Nearly every visitor to Europe during this time of year marvels at how all of France seems to shut down for the entire month of August. Our neighbourhoods in Munich, away from the tourist centres, seem almost like ghost towns. No-one’s home.
We don’t miss it. None of it. The noise, the distractions, the Sturm und Drang of modern life. What if it’s not so bad to just be human, without all the pressure to share our thoughts and whatnot, for a little while?
Only showing your wins, might sound like a good strategy, and I’m sure it’ll attract a variety of readers and colleagues, or even clients, who admire your success. My plea is that you consider showing when you fell short. When you didn’t live up to someone else’s standards, even shockingly your own unrealistic expectations.