Back when I was involved with some 10 different research projects every week, I realized that one of the weakest points in my training was statistics. I needed those skills to discern if what we were doing was actually an improvement or not. As a techie, I was taught to believe (yes, that’s the verb) that statistical analysis would remove any bias I would bring to the analysis.
It was about 20 years ago this time of year that I started a new venture with a client. Back then, computers were ubiquitous in business- but the internet was not. And, our company employed technology- automated telephone dialers and push button phones (wow- that was tech back then) to keep tabs on retired parents for their children living in the New York and DC areas. (The goal was to eventually go national, after the shakedown phase. But, Ellie decided that the siren call of Oregon – and her soon to be husband- overshadowed her desire to be an entrepreneurial success.)
Most of you know that I used to be an academic. Or, maybe I should say that I used to be a professor first and an entrepreneur/consultant second- because I’ve been accused of being an academic forever. Because I want to study everything. And, I tend to lecture (or get on my soap box) often.
What is it about Starbucks that makes people keep coming back? I don’t know about you- but I detest their coffee. It simply tastes burnt to me. (And, it’s not just me. My friends and clients also have the same feeling- even as they purchase gallons of their mixtures.)
A real artificial kidney… Come on, you know that sounds funny. But, oh, so critical. Because transplantation needs kidney donors that are compatible- and we- not just America, but the world- find kidneys in short supply, and compatibility an even tougher hurdle.
OK. Truth or Dare…. Don’t you wake up sometimes, in the middle of the night, scared s…less that someone is going to find out you’re a fake, that you’re not that perfect leader, the one with all the answers, the one who will lead the troops to the promised land?
I just had a friend spend a weekend. And, I was reminiscing about the Royal Canadian fitness program I employed to get my pre-teen self in shape. (Oh, the friend was from Toronto- that’s why this came up.) I also recalled using a handgrip exerciser as part of that regimen.