This is Your Lucky Day

A strange thing happened the other night.

The big one.

The PowerBall lottery.

The chance to win millions.




As I was standing in line at the local convenience store watching the customers gobble up as many tickets as they could, it became surreal to me. As each one purchased their tickets, the convenience store worker genuinely was wishing them "good luck." I thought to myself "why would she wish them luck when luck has nothing to do with it." Chance yes...but luck? No. I know...cynical bastard, right?

As each person went through the line though and picked up their ticket and received their obligatory "good luck" wishes, each person's face lit up with genuine hope and excitement. I thought to myself...good for her...good for them. We need to feel hope. We need to feel anticipation. We need to feel "lucky."

No one at that particular convenience store won the lottery but for one small moment, they all felt like winners. So did I.

Good stuff!

You Should See What I am Hearing

Which would hurt more to lose?


The ability to see or the ability to hear?


The ability to capture the moment with your eyes or with your ears.


It's the difference between painting or photography and music.




There is nothing quite like the glowing radiance of a sunset. The explosion of colors from a bouquet of flowers. The expression on a child's face on Christmas morning. The soul piercing gaze from the one you love.

But there is also nothing like the sound of a newborn baby entering the world. The intertwining or music and lyric into melodic poetry. The innocent sound of a child laughing. Hearing the words I love you from your soulmate.

For me...I would have to say hearing. Because hearing gives me vision. Hearing gives me emotion. Hearing let's me feel. Hearing paints the picture in my mind.

For you...it might be the other way around.

I hear ya.

But...do you see what I am saying?

The Original Content Marketer

I was introduced to him several years ago.

It was the first time we ever met but I felt like I had known him for years.

Everything that was once muddled became clear.

Everything that was once clear became confusing.

I recently reintroduced myself.

Jack Kerouac

The writer who turned the art of stream of consciousness writing into a science.

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”

He wrote about life but from a different pen angle.

He saw things that others didn't see.

He wrote with clarity. A sense of purpose. A passion.

He realized how we needed to live our lives because of our own mortality.

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

He touched a generation. He inspired many. He brought vision. He brought perspective.

He went viral before there was virality. He Engaged. Enlightened. Seduced.

He birthed a generation of content creators.

He was both observer and active participant in the game of life.

Glad we reconnected Jack.

“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.”

Life's Fulcrum

Ever wonder why sometimes in life you are at the bottom of the teeter totter and sometimes you are at the top?


It all comes down to two things my friend.


Timing & Perspective



Timing is all about seizing opportunity. Seeing a crack in the door and making a mad dash. Narrowly missing an accident. Falling in love. Being on time. Making the moment live. Carpe Diem kinda stuff.

Perspective is all about who you are and where you are in relation to everyone else. Seeing things through a different set of eyes. Turning challenges into opportunities. Not feeling sorry for yourself but for others.

Some may argue the key may be more experience than timing and perspective. Not so. It's your experiences with timing and perspective that give you your experience.

Timing and perspective. The two legs that make up the fulcrum of your own personal teeter totter.

Up and down. Up and down. Such is a day in the life.