Folks, I've sucked about blogging over the last
couple few of weeks. No excuses. I've just been a lazy bastard about it. If I were you, I'd probably quit reading it (as if you didn't anyhow... oh wait, here you are).
What I have been doing, again no excuses, is mind mapping the hell out of Rich Schefren's Strategic Profits Live Event at Disney World in Orlando Florida. I'm proud to say the maps I've created will even be included with the Home Study Course Strategic Profits is offering. Life changing event I'll add, not the least of which was Gary Vaynerchuk going nuclear on having a lack of, errr... vision about one's own ascendancy to greatness. And Jay Abraham? The dude is the John Gotti of strategic business building: Teflon, smooth as silk and infinitely compelling. No Jay, I'm not saying you're a gangsta. Killer content, and I no longer have any excuses for being anything less than myself.
Check out Jay here:
Check out Gary here:
As much as I love being back in Ohio, hot damn do I miss the sun. I'm sure it was wonderful for the attendees to meet me, and I sure enjoyed making their acquaintance as well. I wonder if it's possible to make Ashland, Ohio and Amish Country the Silicon Valley of the Midwest? WE NEED A TECH COMMUNITY HERE. I love coffee.
Also, I'm a huge fan of Disney. I've loved animation ever since I was old enough to realize it wasn't real (Bambi sucks when you think the bullets will come out of the screen... Actually I'm not partial to Bambi no matter what). Alice in Wonderland, the Jungle Book, Nemo, that's the stuff. So yes, I'm a big kid at heart! My two cents to Disney though: Get some of your plain-clothes crime operatives to watch out for bad parenting in addition to theft as most parents have completely ceded control to their kids... who will slam into you repeatedly while waiting in line for Space Mountain. Say it with me, CUR-MUDG-EON.
One of the things I learned at the event is to BE-YOURSELF. Sometimes I write this blog in my own voice, like now. Other times, I write it like some corporate stooge, attempting to make sure it offends exactly no one and therefore bores the hell out of everyone, not the least of which is me, the author. I have to read this crap as I write it. Sucks when it's blandified oatmeal.
My buddy Brian Friedlander asked me what I've been up to: I'M BACK BAAABBBYYY!!! (Big ups, Joey Tribbiani).