I enjoyed FiveThirtyEight’s statistical analysis of the paintings of Bob Ross.
It’s a novel analysis, and I’m glad it was done. Though it didn’t really produce any big surprises. It confirmed what we already knew.
When in Pennsylvania, I always stop at Wawa for a coffee, and sometimes a breakfast sandwich.
The year 2014 brought one of the worst Northeast winters in decades. There was a persistent cycle of snow storms, thaws and bitter freezes, resulting in layers of ice. Temperatures in the fahrenheit single digits were too common.
“How can I be helpful?”
I try to end conversations that way.
My work these days takes me from New York to Washington, D.C. every month.
Some commuter friends from Jersey and Philly were lamenting how New York City’s Pennsylvania Station, once among the world’s grandest railroad stations, had become the Seventh Circle of Hell.
I recently helped a talented friend develop a plan to raise his professional game, rally his colleagues and make a bigger impact toward his company’s goals. A lot of our planning focused on prioritizing, positioning and communicating (my bias, or strength, I suppose).