One, I push my deadlines closer than anybody else, or let's say it this way: I'm really late.
The Internet, in general, I find troubling. The anonymity has made us all meaner and dumber. This thing that was supposed to bring us closer together, I see it doing the opposite.
I thought writing about somebody current would be a little closer to what I'm used to doing.
Mass layoffs produce big winners and losers. Most workers who remain are financially unscathed, even though their employer is struggling.
I'm a loser on Sunday. Yeah, I'm a couch potato. I get up and try and eat and then back on the couch. And watch anything.
Governor Palin leans far closer to 'spokesperson' than representative of the people.
Notwithstanding these setbacks, the dream of a beautiful American orchestra goes on, and I share Dr. King's faith that each year we move inexorably closer to a magnificent opening night.
Deadlines refine the mind. They remove variables like exotic materials and processes that take too long. The closer the deadline, the more likely you'll start thinking waaay outside the box.
I would compare kicking to being a closer in baseball. This whole game gets played, or the cake is made in front of you, so to speak, and you have to turn around and put the icing on the cake.
I'm a Red Sox fan, but I still have a lot of respect for Mariano Rivera, who's the best closer of all-time.
