Hi! It is Sunday night, and we just finished four days of an intense learning event, Jim Edwards’ Marketing Bootcamp. It was tremendous, fun, and a lot of work.
It was the first multi speaker event where I have a feeling that I am actually going to implement a lot of what I learned here… so I definitely got my money’s worth.
Jim Edwards is the most generous marketer I know, and it is great to be a beneficiary of someone’s generosity at last.
self improvement down but far from.
I wrote the last post a few days ago…
Today, at my chiropractor, he detected 9 trigger points. They were not there when I wrote the post… puzzling? yes and no.
When I looked at what could have happened, I saw 2 things:
1. This week I suddenly started to drink tea with milk again. I had laid them off a while ago, but I forgot why. Obviously either the tea, the milk, or both are guilty in bringing back the trigger points.
I am done with tea and milk… the question is, what is going to remind me why I stopped to enjoy two of my favorite beverages.
self improvement healthy habits.
I have a friend, Keith Terracina. He used to work with me, for about 2-3 years (feels longer!) while I was publishing the magazine.
He invented the title for himself: Go-Go Man, but other than go-go photography, he is really good at capturing images of people, sunsets, etc.
He works in NYC, and has some time during the day to take digital pictures of passer-by’s.
I am trying to land a great idea how to showcase and make money for us with his pictures… any ideas?
self improvement health and success.
A little girl, Tess, went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
“And what do YOU want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages,” he said without waiting for a reply to his question.