Marbles, marbles, marbles. It was an obsession, it was a passion, it was a form of insanity. I have no idea how or why I became obsessed with the possession and gambling of marbles, but it was to mark a phase of my young life that will never be forgotten. …

I notice that as I get older, I get sadder. Not sure why this happened, but I am reasonably certain that it happens to everyone as they age. The reason is that sorrow and regret are the result of living your life. …

Why is it that there is not a single person that can pay attention to anything for more than about 30 seconds. …

I’ve noticed recently that people in my sphere of relationship-ivity seem to be passing away at an alarming rate. I suppose it was inevitable that as I aged, the number of people that I know or have known would increase. There will be months with no activity and then poof…

In the last few years, I have become obsessed with the game of golf. In the Winter months, I pine for the first day of no snow, when I will be able to actually see my little white orb bouncing down the fairway. Each summer day, the thought of “How…

Successful technologies often begin as hobbies. Jacques Cousteau invented scuba diving because he enjoyed exploring caves. The Wright brothers invented flying as a relief from the monotony of their normal business of selling and repairing bicycles. Freeman Dyson — English-American theoretical physicist and mathematician Hobbies are strange animals. I have…

I’d like to present to y’all today, a completely cynical view of work and the workplace. It is definitely embraced by some, but I would like to say that I have in fact always believed that truly great leaders take the blame and pass on the credit. I’m just laying…

The biggest questions regarding my financial future and retirement have been how will I afford this lifestyle and what do I leave to my spouse and kids. Selfishly, I admit that the first question held a much higher priority for me than the second question. At the time, I had…

As I approach my 65th year of life, thoughts of purpose and accomplishment seep into my mind. If a person had accomplished all that they had desired in life, would there be a reason to continue? Or should such a person just dither on mindlessly through their remaining years playing…