A few days ago, Dave Ramsey’s EntreLeadership team wrote a piece about work culture. It is an awesome, awesome read. Every business in the world should read and abide by these principles. Our world would be a much better place if these values were implemented in every workplace.
Source: 6 Keys to a Killer Culture
There are few titles that can be given to the male species that will make one more proud than when called “Dad” or a version thereof. On a scale of meaningfulness and ability to warm the heart, “Daddy” trumps all others.
PS – A big thank you to my wife for getting this for me. I love it.
Absolutely genius…. Why didn’t I think of this?
Today, Andre Johnson, former All-Pro wideout for the Houston Texans, signed a 3-year, $21 million deal with the Indianapolis Colts.
I am a Tennessee Titans fan (stop chuckling!) and this is not what I wanted to hear today. Not only will the Titans defense have to continue to deal with Andrew Luck and T.Y. Hilton but they’ll now be forced to stop Johnson and newly signed running back, Frank Gore.
These blockbuster deals have most definitely vaulted Indy to the top of the AFC, if not the entire NFL.
Not good for the 29th ranked scoring defense of the Titans.
So, instead of sitting quietly in the background, can we please nab Marcus Mariota in April’s draft?
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What can we, as writers, photographers, artists, and bloggers learn from American inventor Thomas Alva Edison? Plenty, as it turns out. Edison is famous for many inventions, including the phonograph, a commercially viable lightbulb, and the motion picture camera.
His success resulted from trial and error, and many, many failed experiments before creating a lightbulb that could last 1200 hours, just as an example. He could have stopped. He could have given up. He chose to frame his work in a positive light:
“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”
Edison’s philosophy is particularly compelling to anyone who does creative work:
Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety nine percent perspiration.
How many rough drafts, spoiled drawings, and blurry photos have you created before that stroke of serendipity? Are you looking at a…
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After a four month wait it’s finally here.
Every year I have to endure four months of tumultuous torture. Those are months that I dread even though I know they’re coming.
Months like a brick wall that won’t budge or crumble.
Months that make my skin turn the ugliest color of grey on its worst day.
Months that make my attitude resemble that of a 15 year old girl.
But now, for eight months I get wonderful relief. My skin returns to its normal hue and my attitude again resembles that of the manliest macho man. I get to do things after work, I can play outside with my daughter in the evenings, and the days are much, much longer.
If you can’t tell, I’m happy these months have arrived!!
It’s Daylight Savings Time!!!!
I might offend some people but, in my book, the day DST begins is up there with Thanksgiving, Fourth of July, and Christmas as one of the best days of the year.
If only I could make myself think like my two year old daughter.
A few days ago, in typical bi-polar Texas weather fashion, it snowed. This wouldn’t be so noteworthy had the time of year not been where it is. It’s late February and this is the biggest snow we’ve had all year! Just a few days and weeks ago we had 80 degree temperatures!
Anyway, my daughter would not accept a Saturday at home without going outside to enjoy the snow for a few minutes. So, at 10:30 on this frigid morning we bundled up as best as we could to venture out into the snow. When we got outside my daughter could not resist the temptation to scoop up a handful of snow and eat it. After all, what’s better than eating fresh, powdery snow? Well, I could think of a few but not her. Nothing was going to stop her from eating handful after handful of the ice cold snow. Not even the throbbing of her freezing, gloved hands. Thinking about this taught me a lesson.
I know my little one’s hands had to be freezing. Even in those warm gloves. Yet, despite the pain, she never took her mind off of the yummy snow. So, during my minor inconveniences in my life, why do I dwell on the bad and forget about the good? Often times I let myself forget all that I’m blessed with and instead I pout about some little thing that set me off. I have nothing to complain about. I have a roof over my head, food in the pantry, a reliable car, loving family and friends, and a future life in Heaven with my Savior. So, from now on, I will resolve to think like a child.
Hello my name is Jesse Alair and in this blog I will be writing about…….um…….well…….
This is where I’m stuck. What should I ramble about in this blog?
Sports, Crossfit, Family, Faith, My Sudden Strange Urge to be Suzy Homemaker?
I often have the urge to pin this blog down to one category or focus but instead of doing that I think I’ll do the opposite. I won’t put this blog in a box or try to concentrate on one specific thing but instead I’ll fill this blog with the same, random things that fill my head. If I feel like a thought that has popped into my head deserves to be written down, I’ll do it. If not, you won’t see it on this blog.
Without further adieu, I present to you, “Jesse, the Fourth”.