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my back forties: December 2009
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Monday, December 28, 2009. Qualities of a Leader. This post is a speech I wrote for a training at the food and beverage department daily briefing at Potawatomi Casino. But I read, and I sifted; sorted, organized, categorized; and I came up with what I believe are the five qualities of a great leader; and they are: vision, confidence, trust, ownership, and humility. I’ll take them each individually, give a couple closing remarks and hopefully we’ll be back to work in about 20 minutes. A confident leader c...
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my back forties: Prayer Before Communion
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Monday, December 7, 2009. Mary, my mother, enter into my heart and receive the body of your son Jesus as you received him into your womb at the incarnation, and into your arms at the nativity and the foot of the cross. Receive him with humility, recollection and great love, as you received him in holy communion; and pray for me, Mother of My Soul, who am your unworthy servant. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ theonewhomyouseek.blogspot.com. Qualities of a Leader. The Muses on Healthcare.
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my back forties: Qualities of a Leader
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Monday, December 28, 2009. Qualities of a Leader. This post is a speech I wrote for a training at the food and beverage department daily briefing at Potawatomi Casino. But I read, and I sifted; sorted, organized, categorized; and I came up with what I believe are the five qualities of a great leader; and they are: vision, confidence, trust, ownership, and humility. I’ll take them each individually, give a couple closing remarks and hopefully we’ll be back to work in about 20 minutes. A confident leader c...
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my back forties: January 2010
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010. At What Price a Cucumber? I'd like to ruminate for a bit on sustainable agricultural practices, specifically; the relative advantages and disadvantages of locally raised, organic, grass-fed beef as compared with commercially produced grain-fed. I'm not lobbying for one or the other practice but simply trying to lay out the relative merits of both and their impact on the environment, society, and the economy. I also want to talk about cucumbers. Remember the circle of life?
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my back forties: At What Price a Cucumber?
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010. At What Price a Cucumber? I'd like to ruminate for a bit on sustainable agricultural practices, specifically; the relative advantages and disadvantages of locally raised, organic, grass-fed beef as compared with commercially produced grain-fed. I'm not lobbying for one or the other practice but simply trying to lay out the relative merits of both and their impact on the environment, society, and the economy. I also want to talk about cucumbers. Remember the circle of life?
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my back forties: Radical Catholic
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Monday, October 4, 2010. I was watching Claire Berlinski on Uncommon Knowledge and the conversation drifted over the idea of what constitutes a 'radical' as opposed to a 'moderate' Muslim and the acid test they agreed on (mostly) was 'do you accept the laws of the United States over the Islamic law- Sharia? And of course no one in their right mind fears a radical Catholic. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ theonewhomyouseek.blogspot.com. View my complete profile.
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my back forties: Baby Blue
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Sunday, December 20, 2009. Singing off key, wishing on a star, sitting on a merry-go-'round;. Looking in a pond, staring at the sun; watching the clouds roll. Lullabies- daddy just sighs as the baby cries. Green grasses- time passes you, Baby Blue. Stand up; take a step to your dad. Step, close, turn; take another step then you dance. Angel, walk across the moon and dance across the sky. Don't cry; time slips by you, Baby Blue. Castles in the sand, angels in the snow;. So sad, time has had you, Baby Blue.
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my back forties: Anna Blues
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Saturday, April 24, 2010. Got these blues Anna you never satisfy. I got these blues Anna you never satisfy. When you get that news mamma you know the reason why. Wake up mamma don't you sleep too long. I said wake up mamma don't you sleep so long. Cause I got that fire and a' you been away too long. Put your milk in your coffee, your lemon in your tea,. Put your heart on the table put your blues in me, Anna. Oh, mamma just leave the back door key. We gonna drink that wine and a' you gonna do for me.
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my back forties: November 2009
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Monday, November 9, 2009. Grandma told me about the work programs that the government. Started. "You'd see people out digging ditches and it looked like busy work but you figured, 'at least they're working.'" I guess that was the beginning of what we now call the Welfare State- the idea that somehow the government. Is supposed to 'do something'. It seems to me the problem with that is you can't look 'The Government. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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my back forties: September 2009
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Picking up pages from an old magazine,. It don't say nothin' to me. The pictures are faded like old memories,. They don't mean nothin' to me. Your voice is sweet, like a whisper in a dream,. Your eyes are deep like the sea. But your heart is cold- like ice on the ocean,. It don't mean nothin' to me. Under the lights on the Fall River Bridge. I must be something to see. Moonlight, lamplight, wind in the trees,. They don't mean nothing to me. I just sigh and silently die,.
