Performance


The Power of Choice

Someone (meaning I have no idea where this quote originated) once said “It’s easiest to ride a horse in the direction it is going.” Change is never easy. Never has been. For every one person who ever sought to facilitate change there were 100 people eager to resist it.

Although we have little control over much of what happens around us, it is we who choose from that list of options as to how we react to what happens around us. We can choose to change and adapt or we can choose to cling to the past as the world changes around us.

We can choose to be elevated by the people and experiences around us or we can choose to be degraded by them. The value of choosing to be elevated can not be overstated.



Super Bowl Winner… The NFL

Congratulations to the New York Giants for their Super Bowl win over the New England Patriots. Both teams showed up, executed their game plans and at the end of 4 quarters the Giants had played just a little bit better. Often times, it is that “little bit” that separates the winners from the losers.

But the real winner in all of this is really the NFL. Whether or not you are a football fan, you have to tip your hat to an organization that knows how to deliver a product that people love.  Unlike the NBA, MLB or the NHL, the National Football League operates on an entirely higher level of passion, professionalism and profitability.



“Director” Kevin Smith….BABYTALK at its very best.

Kevin Smith, oops excuse me, “Director” Kevin Smith’s ongoing tiff with Southwest Airlines provides a veritable highlight reel of the whining, self-indulgence we hear so often from America’s growing legion of belt-buckle busters.

As we like to say in BTC Land, it is Babytalk at its very bust.

Let’s review shall we? Mr. Smith buys two seats on Southwest Airlines in an obvious acknowledgement that just one standard airline seat is no match for his ample caboose. He then decides to change flights, but the new flight only has one seat available. This is where that annoying little thing called “reality” struck, making it obvious that the lucky travelers neighboring Mr. Smith’s seat would be getting up close and personal with Silent Bob’s overflow flesh. Ummm!!!