Friday, July 29, 2011

Pro Leadership Tip: Do you know why you do what you do?

"The goal is not to do business with everyone who needs what you have, the goal is to do business with people who believe what you believe..." 

I thought this was pretty insightful... and there might be some amazing information in here some radio and record communicators might want to learn from.

I hope you're challenging the status quo in some way today...

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Debt, politics and pizza...

In the office of the Speaker of the House of the US House of Representatives, they're ordering pizza. 

In Peoria, Illinois, someone is sitting in their living room wondering when the sheriff is coming to post the eviction notice on the door.

While the politicians in DC play chicken with the American economy, very real people are struggling... and even hurting.

I have no idea how our clearly clueless elected leaders in Congress came to this point, but I have to tell you that  - for anyone - it's reckless to taunt debtors, including banks and other financial entities, that we "may just say screw you and not pay our bills."

No one questions debt being the problem. Clinton balanced the budget. Bush the Younger broke it and borrowed us to the edge of the cliff we're at now. That's fact. There's nothing that you can say that will discredit that. It's history.

The problem now is that simply because one side doesn't want to "appear to help the President," they're willing to wreck the car... hoping we'll be able to get a new one. 

This recklessness is a threat to the National Security of the United States, and the stuff on the Hill right now is setting up the ultimate Presidential checkmate: The constitutional option in which the President, through an executive order, defends and protects the "full faith and credit" of the United States by a unilateral extension of the debt limit. 

Watch. It will happen.

Congress will look like it's broken, and the President will emerge as the one person who can get something... anything... done.

The end game of an amazing chess match is happening right now... but are the players making their final moves... that someone already saw before?

We're about to see just how good Obama is.

Buckle up. And pour another one. It's gonna be a long night in DC.

Spike over at Good Stuff might want to stay open 'til 2 this evening...

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Radio Station: We support Casey Anthony!

Now that's piggariffic. 


A local radio station in Tampa Bay has aligned themselves with acquitted murderer Casey Anthony, who was just recently found not guilty of the murder of her daughter, Caylee, and who is literally the most vilified woman in the United States today.

"I just can't believe any radio station in Florida, let alone in Pinellas or Hillsborough Counties,  would openly support Casey Anthony as such," said American radio presenter Toby Knapp. "It's just not very well thought out, and it's certainly not in touch with the people of the bay," Knapp added.

Click here for more.

It's a strange move for a new radio station in a highly competitive marketplace to align itself so closely with a person so hated. Taxpayers in the new radio station's market just found out that they'll be footing the $150,000 bill for Anthony's legal defense, which essentially means that the taxpayers of the market - and the state of Florida - have paid to get a woman whom many think to be a convicted murder - off scott free.

"This isn't the work of a radio genus, it's the work of an assclown," Knapp said of the apparent "axis of disgust" alliance in Tampa Bay. "This makes anyone who loves justice stomach turn."


Sunday, July 24, 2011

Kyla the rockhound

On field trip this week, during camp, Kyla went to the National History Museum and picked up a love for rocks.

See, Mrs. Toni told her that she could dig for rocks, or search around creeks for rocks, and some could be very precious, with crystals and more in them. 

And, in our neck of the world, some of those rocks might even have gold in the crystal, since gold is a byproduct of crystal formation. 

So, when I picked her up, I see Kyla standing over a hole she had dug, with several rocks she'd plucked out of Mrs. Sharon's flowerbed. 

And now, we're going to someplace along the Potomac to see what we can find. 

Funny. My dad would be proud. He's a geologist, and has shelves full of rocks at the family house in Corpus Christi. 

I guess some things do skip a generation, after all. I got the passion for photography from his parents, Kyla's got a passion for rocks from my dad. 

More later... gotta review what the laws are on finding rocks in a National Park and what you can and can't do with them. 

Friday, July 22, 2011

You live, you learn.

Forgive me reader, for I have sinned. It's been almost a month since my last blog confession. 

I'll just jump right in. And it's going to be a bunch of random spew as these thoughts just stream from my head, so bare with me.

Side note. I've been hearing so much blah blah about the rise of the "mommy blog" lately that I guess tonight, Blogtobia becomes a daddy blog. A single working daddy blog from a daddy who busts his ass to spoil and take care of his little one.

Remember that word "spoil..."

I'm not a perfect father. I try pretty hard. I fail pretty hard, too, sometimes.

And I admit that I'm a pushover for my daughter.

I generally try very hard not to yell at her, a trait I think I get from my dad who only yelled when pushed or when we - the kids - pushed him to the point of yelling. I tend to believe my little one, and, yes, I know they can stretch the reality, and yes, I know they can say certain things which are designed to get "daddy" to do certain things.

In fact, Kyla's mom and I have discussed that we've probably spoiled her and that we need to get that in check pretty quickly before it starts to spiral out of control, and so we're working on that.

I'm not a disciplinarian, but I do expect the respect that I should get as a father. Generally I do get it. But there are times when Kyla moves at her own speed. She doesn't necessarily jump when I say to jump. She doesn't ask "how high..." I'm somewhat okay with that as long as what I've asked her to do gets done.

Tonight, the tussle was over the shower. She did a half-ass job washing her hair and she was called out on it. Kyla got defensive, I stepped in and said, let's go wash the hair, Kyla, and we did.

I love my daughter unconditionally. I think she loves me the same way.

Its hard to hear that someone you really like won't be coming back around, but I guess that's part of life.

It's even harder to see your little one tear up when they sorta realize the reality of the situation.

I wish life were perfect. I wish it came with an instruction manual. I wish parenting as a single dad was easier. I wish other people could have the patience which just comes as part of being a parent. But not everyone can. Nor should they. Not everyone is called to be a parent. And not everyone parents as liberally as I do.

I don't mind that she stays up a little late from time to time. Daddy gets home late from work anyway, so it's not really her fault, is it?

I guess I take the blame for all of it. Hopefully I'll learn for next time.

My boss would say to me to "keep it moving..."

And that's what I'm going to do.