known member of the group had to prove that he could carry his own. All the way back in 2010, five teenage boys from across England and Ireland auditioned for X-Factor. Each boy made an impression on the judges, but not enough to move on to become solo contestants. Instead, the ...
Instead of tying together ANYTHING in the previous episodes, the final two episodes of Agatha All Along take an interesting story about power, death, and the ambiguous nature of seeking power and turns into a cheap, knockoff M. Night Shymalan production. I fiercely argue this is not an ...
“I can’t shoot an arrow. I’m terrible at braiding my hair. I’ll be the first to admit I’d last maybe two hours tops in the Hunger Games, and yet, I am Katniss Everdeen. In a world full of injustice, corruption, violence, and abandoned hope for the future, someone has to t...
Although slim, it seems that there is a possible link according to a past news story. According to a report on CNBC, the IRS allowed a junkyard owner to claim the cost of cat food as a business expense? Why? The cats in the junkyard kept wild rats and snakes away— which was good ...
For emerging capital markets, the journey from local origins to global success doesn’t usually follow a one-size-fits-all script. But there are lessons that can be learned and actions the global financial community can take to smooth the path.
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Writing is a furtive, intense and vehement whisper between you and your story, just the two of you. But of course, the responsibility for the outcome lies solely with you. It’s a lonely journey. How important is social media to you as an author? I don’t do social media. Do you ...
Into the 50-gallon recycle bin, all of it, for pick-up next Tuesday! And the Tuesday after that, full bin again. And a few more Tuesdays. Better yet, a trip to the dump. The illogical side tells me that the story about the fresco painter and the angel would make a great poem –...
It started when I woke up on July 4th*. Both of my ears felt clogged, like when you’re in an airplane and can’t get them to pop. My right ear cleared in 30 or so minutes, but the left felt clogged most of the day. At some point I noticed the plugged feeling had been replac...
Paul pitched an idea, and though I choked and nearly dismissed it, the seed was planted, and like my beloved garden, it’s starting to grow, albeit slowly – with a slightly different vision. In the age of Covid, there are challenges, so we’re having fun dreaming of the possibilities...