The Business You’re Really In
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Describe your business in a few sentences, the application read. As a business owner I am in the business of making decisions, but this one always…
The Fragility of the Now
I like words. When I hear them fit unexpectedly easily together into phrases with an almost audible click, I write them down. It’s a longtime habit that decorates the notebooks, old […]
For the Love of Money, I’m Sorry Sam Polk!
For the Love of Money just arrived at my door, thanks to a chain of people that stretches from the UPS delivery man, to the Amazon warehouses, the Simon & […]
Notes From Entrepreneur Land – Things I Learned at the Bakery This Month
Originally posted on Caneléfornia:
? Garbage blows around, so contain it. The very best way to contain it is to keep a lid on it. This applies equally to…
A Knife at the Side of the Bed
I sleep with a knife by my bed. It’s a Kershaw, matte silver in color, and folds compactly in on itself. Pleasingly weighty, it fits elegantly in the hand. It is […]
Working Equation: An Arithmetic of Sounds, a Subtraction of Smells
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? How It Feels To Bake at 3AM The facility is busy these days, on some days there are as many as two dozen people…
Crashing and Burning and Hooking Up: Just Another Day at the Office
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not the weekend hook-up of preference Sales are way up and so are deliveries and therefore more driving is happening and so it was bound…
On Frenchman, Motorcycles, and Love at First Bite
“Here,” I give him a four pack of mini-canelés – the Dark Chocolate Chunk which are like little French kisses from someone maybe you oughtn’t be kissing – and he […]
Running as Creative Force or, A Good Start to the Year
I’m not superstitious (much) but if the way the first day of 2016 has unfolded is predictive of the year I will have, then I will have a year where difficult […]
18 Things No One Suspected The Writer of Thinking, Much less Knowing
One of the two of us will be last. You can only flush so many times. There are some smells, like fates, you cannot escape. I can look away so […]
