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Monthly Archives: December 2015

Saltines!

’Twas the night before the night before Christmas and without any warning, I was hit with a stomachache, what my mom (and I’m sure millions of other mothers) used to call a “tummy ache.” I marched myself straight to bed and curled up in the fetal position. Cold sweats, shivering and an achy stomach —

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You’re Fired!

Sometimes marketing agencies get fired, and Mustang Marketing (my agency) is no exception. Sometimes it’s for legitimate reasons (we screwed up), sometimes it’s a change in business models (bringing the marketing team in-house) and sometimes it’s for silly reasons (too many to list). Whatever the reason, it always hurts but, if handled correctly, it can

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Shaved Head

Yesterday, I cut my hair. I don’t mean I had it cut, I mean I cut it. I took clippers and a 1/4-inch comb attachment and almost cut off all of my hair. The reactions have been fun. Normally, when you get a haircut and people notice, the conversation goes something like this… “Get your

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Happy Holidays

Mustang Marketing had its 30th Holiday Party last Thursday. It started off special because everyone, including significant others, was able to join us. I’m not sure that’s happened since the first one, when it was just Randi (my wife) and I. We have always had a gift exchange — but this year, we changed it

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RV 5.0

As I write this, I am sitting by a fire, smoking a cigar, enjoying a glass of bourbon and watching the sunset over the Pacific Ocean. It’s not a bad way to spend a Monday night. I am doing this just north of Ventura, California, relaxing in front of my new motor home. My wife

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Facebook “Bragging”

 A few months ago, I pretty much quit posting on Facebook. Up until then, I had been a pretty active participant. I was happy to post about the things that my family and I were doing, and I was happy to connect and comment on others’ posts. I wasn’t quite to the point of posting

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Fight or Flee

My wife and I hate to miss a Packers game when we’re traveling. On a recent trip, we found ourselves well off of the beaten path when, with five minutes to go before kickoff, we stumbled across a tiny bar in a remote area of a Southern state. It was sketchy enough that I decided

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