Sometimes it takes a leap of faith to keep moving forward. Sometimes that means saying goodbye to friends and co-workers. But if you have to do it, do it with style. Like me.
An excerpt from a recent email:
Parting is such sweet sorrow. But like a good neighbor, I’ll be there. So no more tears. It was good to the last drop. And the future is bright. I want to make money the old-fashion way… being a pimp!
Frank Lloyd Wright once said,
I know the price of success: dedication, hard work, and an unremitting devotion to the things you want to see happen.
He’s right. Once you pop, you can’t stop! A mind is a terrible thing to waste. So reach out and touch someone. Hello Moto!
Franklin D. Roosevelt penned,
Happiness is not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort.
But don’t squeeze the Charmin. Ok, just do it! You deserve a break today. Maybe you can try the other white meat… tastes great, less filling!
Dan Quayle recently squawked,
I stand by all the misstatements that I’ve made.
Mr. Potatoe Head means well. But how do YOU spell relief? Plop pop, fizz fizz, oh what a relief it is. Can you hear me now? Good.
Mark Twain put it this way,
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Calgon take me away, somewhere over the rainbow. I’ll taste the rainbow. I hear it’s finger lickin’ good.