Serving the High Plains
Serving the High Plains
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It's hard to believe that we've just blown past another Memorial Day! — Tempus fugit! — Time flies! But since the past decade's years clicked by like stripes on a runway, I shouldn't be surprised at the rate time fugits. My wife and I set out plants on Memorial Day. We figure that even though it was just a few days ago that we had a freeze at night followed by 94 degrees the next day, the hot temps will likely now win the battle and Jack Frost will be burned into surrender for a few months. But around here, at least for the last few years, the...
"Happiness is worth a lot to me," a good friend, colleague, and mentor of mine once told his boss as he made a decision that would lead to his leaving the company. "Well, so what? Isn't happiness worth a lot to everybody?" his boss replied. "No," my friend replied truthfully and I think with unusual wisdom, "it is not--not to everybody." I've thought of that exchange often. My friend's words may mean more when I tell you that he is very motivated and one of the best businessmen I know. I haven't conducted any polls, scientific or otherwise, to...
The late comedian (he'd poke fun at that description) Mitch Hedberg was like a lot of modern comedians. He was at his best and funniest when he was telling jokes even my grandmother would find clean. I've wondered why guys like George Carlin, one of Hedberg's mentors and a master at mining the nuggets of fun embedded in so many of our common English words and phrases, felt a need to dredge down into the gutter when their clean stuff was so funny anyway. I found a Hedberg joke last week that fit my situation as I'd spent a lot of time messing...