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Talk to each other

For more than a decade, I have taught classes to university students and corporate clients alike, emphasizing the importance of communication.

But the cautionary tale on tonight’s Project Runway team competition drives the point home better than any workshop or one-to-one coaching session.

SPOILER ALERT!

yangOne team’s inability to communicate — about anything — led to a truly terrible garment and a very expected exit for one (since her partner had immunity).

Sorry Hanmiao — but you kinda had it coming.

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The new phone book’s here!

During a class meeting today, I had reason to utter the words —

“I’m somebody!”

…which brought to mind the iconic scene from The Jerk starring Steve Martin.

When I mentioned the movie to my class, they stared at me unknowingly.  One student, trying to be helpful, said, “I’ve heard of Steve Martin.

That’s awesome.

So, for their education — and everyone’s viewing pleasure — I include the aforementioned clip here.

I hope you are inspired to watch The Jerk…

And learn your special purpose.

Dirty little secret

I’m taking a class in children’s book publishing this semester at NYU. We’ve read picture books, middle grade, young adult, you name it.

I took the class the learn about the editing side of the biz…but the more I learn about children’s fiction and non-fiction, the more I’d like to take a stab at writing it.

The interesting twist is that, even though the books are for kids, the parents are the ones who buy and read them.  So that’s why books like these are bestsellers.

fuck to sleep

fucking eat

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey — maybe I can do this.

Late

Rain in Syracuse.
Cancelled flight.

New itinerary.

Rain in Philadelphia.
Flight delay.

Class pushed back.

Rain in Boston.
Traffic jam.

Delay day becomes night.

Home…finally.
Sun tomorrow?

Hissy fit

I had an unexpected visitor at the back of my classroom yesterday afternoon…

He was just inside the doorway.  Watching.  Waiting.

I personally think — with the nasty lisp he was sporting — that the guy just wanted some one-on-one coaching in presentation skills.

But building security came, caught him with one of those fancy loops you see on wildlife shows, and made him go back outside.

A clear case of snake discrimination.