āYou need what?!ā ā¦ āIt will take how long?!ā I have uttered these two questions more than any others during my move to Frankfurt, Germany. It seems that everything has involved a considerable process āa rather slow and convoluted process at that. More often than not, the experience has been frustrating, comical, and largely absurd….
I truly love my career – well, most of the time and in most aspects of it anyway. I enjoy the thrills of running my own consultancy firm and being in command of my destiny – even when (perhaps especially when) I need to react to the unexpected. It seems that I am at my…
How many times have we heard this? How many times have we said it? Personally, I am certain that I say this more than once per day. Sometimes itās out of frustration, sometimes itās out of amazement, sometimes itās just a moment where I give a look and think, āYou gotta be kidding meā ā…
As is my habit, I occasionally “google” my name (with XONITEK, so that I don’t get the Joseph Paris that is into hair) to see what might be out there. I get the expected links to the various articles I have written or events in which I have taken part, but occasionally I get surprised….
I grew-up in Binghamton, New York ā actually a āsuburbā of Binghamton, New Yorkcalled West Corners. West Corners was a nice little community and, as a child, seemed more akin to āGreen Acresā and āThe Waltonsā than the nearby birthplace of such industrial stalwarts as Endicott-Johnson Shoes (remember āFather and Son Shoes”?), Link Simulation (the founding father of modern simulation) and that industrial giant, International Business Machines (IBM).
I remember the summers with great fondness. I used to wake-up early in the morning and head to āthe crickā ā also known as Nanticoke Creek ā with fishing rod in hand and old shoes (or at least soon-to-be old shoes). We used to fish all day long, catching minnows and crawdads by hand for bait. When we got bored, we swam. And when we got hungry, we started a campfire and cooked-up the fish and crawdads we had caught. Sometimes, and when in season, we would pick ears of corn and throw them on the fire ā husk and all. There is no better way to eat corn then roasted in their husks on an open fire
I have refrained from discussing Healthcare in my articles because the topic is so politically polarized.Ā Ā If I say that I am āforā healthcare reform, I am labeled a āsocialistā (or worse) who is against free-markets ā and if I say that I am against healthcare reform, then I am a heartless free-market capitalist. I wonder,…
