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Where the Rubber Hits the Road

I love this idiom.  It’s all about the moment where we either get in the game or choose to be a spectator in our lives.   The phrase is visceral.  I can see the tread marks on the asphalt and the dark grey smoke.  I can smell the burning of the rubber.  I can feel...

Life & the Oscars

There is nothing like a little gold statuette to change your life overnight. Yesterday morning, the nominees most likely woke up with butterflies, anticipating what was to come. There were hours ahead in the day before they finally learned the outcome. Then in an...
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