It's getting cold outside...

It gets so easy to put off blogging. Midterms are over, so I've got that going for me, which is nice.

Have you ever been outside when it's really cold and there's a bitter wind in your face? And you don't have a hat on or anything to protect your head? It feels as though the wind is going straight to your bones. It hurts, but you keep walking because you know that the sooner you get to your destination, the sooner it will be over and you can get warm. Even though you're walking right into the wind, there's nothing you can do about it. Sure, you try walking backwards and covering your ears with your hands, but it slows you down and makes your hands hurt, too. All you can do is put your head down and curse that you live in such a cold climate. (this makes sense if you're from Chicago.) Well, that's what I envision November to be like....not from a weather standpoint, but from a got-a-lot-to-do-and-not-a-lot-of-time-to-do-it-in standpoint. I'll get it done. No worries. Just not looking forward to it.

I've met some of the prospective students in recent weeks. It's nice to see so many that recognize the potential of this program. Just last week, I had the opportunity to have dinner with two former CEOs and a couple of other LFMers. It was just the five of us, talking leadership and ethics in the workplace. How often do you get an opportunity like that? You can't go wrong with the LFM program. I'm sure you'll agree. So good luck on the application preparation. As much work as I have, I'm glad I don't have any application essays to write.

Despite the workload, I have been able to make time for the things that matter....like Guitar Hero. It's pretty sweet. I have realized that the guitar itself is sized the way it is for a reason. It isn't to save cost on materials. It isn't to save cost on shipping. It isn't so that they can fit more of them on the shelves. It's so that when you think you're a stud and you really rock with the best of them, you see yourself in the mirror with what looks like a plastic ukelele around your neck and it brings you back down to earth. It's not the same as actually playing the guitar, dummy. But it is fun. And I tell myself I'm bettering my dexterity. And the guitar only looks small because I am a giant of a man. A rock stud man.

My Sloan team and I out to dinner...