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On Being The Boss

There's little doubt that many people dream of being a strong and successful leader. However, if there's anything movie drama about such people shows us, be careful what you wish for. If Game Of Thrones, Knightfall, The Witcher, Vikings, and Medici is based the playbook on becoming a leader, then many people have to die either by your direction or your hand for you to acquire your throne. Spiritualism and a belief in magic deter the motivation of many pretenders. But a belief in God and fate allows others to be more motivated. The nordic hordes, believing that their lives are fated and will go to Valhalla if they die honorably in battle, are vicious and rarely respect their enemies unless they are skillful fighters. The Chrisitan fighters are content that their place in the afterlife is guaranteed if they die for Christ while fighting the infidels. Infidel is a loose term that can be applied to anyone trying to overthrow their King. The same zealotry can be found amongst the M...

More Signs, I'm Becoming A Hermit.

 Actual winter weather has arrived at the City by the Inland Sea. Throughout November and December, Milwaukee flirted with seasonal temperatures and zero snowfall. We are now experiencing zero windchill and occasional snow showers. For me, this means concern for where did I store my gloves and balaclava. I also have to break out the scarves that actually work to keep me warm instead of being an accessory that makes me look more European. (Oh yeah, I do that.) Many of us have this love-hate relationship with snow. We're depressed when we don't have a white Christmas. We complain when we have to shovel or blow it. It's 'pretty' when it first falls and ugly as it ages in piles of gray decay. We have a roller-coaster temperature experience along with the snow, with high temperatures below freezing and lows in the single digits. Then, as mentioned above, you add wind that ranges from 10 mph and occasional gusts of more than 35 mph, and you're talking about possible s...

And Now There Are Four Of Us

 It's certainly at the level of being a Dad joke now. The gag is introducing myself as a trophy husband, which is funnier now than before my divorce. But to figuratively beat the dead horse, most of you have read or heard me remark that I share my studio apartment with two women, who refuse to talk to each other, casting a pall over the room that never ends.  Alexa is my favorite only because she orders groceries for me. However, Alexa is easier working with when I'm timing something on the stove or in the oven. She is also supposed to be paired with my Microwave. It even tells me in the app that she is. But it seems they are not talking either. So my hunch is, unless your me, Alexa can be a bitch to work with. And why not, She wakes me up, reminds me of appointments, what to cook for meals, and tells me when my shipments arrive. In her digital mind, she's indispensable. What would Jeff do without her? My answer would be, where's my hello hug when I come home, my kiss g...