Monthly Archive: March, 2014

What I Learned from Waitressing

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During college I waited tables to earn my living. It’s a tough living, dependent upon the whims of others for your salary, but I learned a lot. Here are a few of the… Continue reading

Thoughts of summers past

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Summer has well and truly left the building here in Melbourne, and this morning I woke up to find that winter had moved in for the day despite the fact that we’re only… Continue reading

XP End Of Life and the Small Nonprofit Sector

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This week I thought I’d put on my nerd cap and write about something techy.  Most recently, I’ve been working primarily with nonprofit organizations and I’ve noticed that, in an effort to keep… Continue reading

The Madness Descends

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While I write this some people have begun crying in their beers while others have found their underdog to cheer on to victory. It’s here. March Madness, when business slows as people cheer… Continue reading

Ginger Pop: Perfectly Marvelous Folly

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Last weekend I got my nose pierced. It wasn’t the result of some drunken spring break debauchery or a lashing out at the establishment. For several months I thought about it and discussed… Continue reading

Vacation Brain

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I spent last week in Atlanta with my niece and stepson – it was our spring break. It was an awesome trip – great food, nice people, and some fun excursions. But I… Continue reading

Groundhog Day

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Last time I posted I wrote a short, choppy eulogy to Harold Ramis about his most excellent comedies.  However, I left one of his movies off of the list: Groundhog Day.  I have… Continue reading

Wanderlusting

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The Monday just gone was a public holiday here in Melbourne, so I took the opportunity to head to the first Wanderlust in the City festival to be held in Australia.  What is… Continue reading

Bug Bite

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By Carrie Pokrefke This morning I got bit. Again. By a bug with pretty sharp teeth that clenches on to you and won’t let go. It bites you when you least expect it.… Continue reading

Doing Battle

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Snow days, grace days really, allow us the opportunity to relax, sleep in or to cross more off of the “to do” list. Usually, I belong to the first category, flowing through the… Continue reading