In my professor’s lecture. She’s a batty Britisher, smart as all get-out but a bit flaky. Her classes are nutty but informative. The best part wasn’t, however, that she used “bass ackwards” repeatedly in readings and lecture; the real winner was her English pronunciation, “boss eckwards”, delivered, twice consecutively, with a little chuckle at the end, while pointing towards said 10-inch-high letters.
Thank you for providing me with that little shot of adrenalin this morning; it was a rainy, dismal morning, and I was a little groggy. Seeing you speed through the red light, and feeling my car skid just a bit as I slammed on the breaks in the wet street, stopping just feet from you, certainly got me going at peak alertness. I hope that I didn’t disrupt your cell phone conversation too much when I laid on my horn while coming to a complete stop (said action was refreshingly reflexive).
I will freely admit that it was probably better for me than for you that we didn’t get in a wreck, since your big four-door Suburban is much larger than my Lexus. While I’m expressing my gratitude, I do think that I should help you get in contact with the person who prevented me from t-boning you right on the driver’s side door at 35mph; specifically, that nutcase in the white F250 with four feet of metal piping sticking out of the bed.
You see, just a half a block before I entered the intersection which you were, simultaneously, entering, I had to dodge this fine individual in his big truck as he entered Venice from a parking lot and cut across three lanes to get into the left turn lane. Now, we’ve all done this, but this driver executed the maneuver with such élan, in order to get in the back of the rather long line at the turn signal, he actually drove towards oncoming traffic for about 20 feet, then popped a quick u-ey to get in the queue. Naturally, seeing this large, white truck heading straight for me, I slowed, and I kept my speed down since the length of pipe protruding from the end of the truck blocked another 3/4 of a lane. Had I not gotten down to about 20mph from the 35 I was doing, I would assuredly have hit you, or beaten you into the intersection and been t-boned by you.
And, as we can both agree, the value of your unexpected transit of the intersection was really the morning pick-me-up it provided for both of us, in the form of an adrenaline boost. Well, at any rate, you provided that for me; since you just kept going and kept talking on your cell phone, this may have been just a normal, relaxing, every morning activity for you. I guess that would explain the very large vehicle; always better to have Newton on your side.
Best,
Wade
Still starting that company after all of the “previous articles”:http://wadearmstrong.com/archives/entrepreneurship/feasibility_intro.php I’ve written? Then check out some “market research tips”:http://wadearmstrong.com/archives/entrepreneurship/feasibility_analysis_step_2_the_market_and_customer_research.php!
I’m designing slides for this upcoming “C4C”:http://www.marshall.usc.edu/clubs/C4C.cfm?doc_id=6908 event, the ’80s Prom. Yes, that’s right, I’m finally on the prom committee. I do not, however, have a date. Figures!
Anyway, so I’m researching a lot of ’80s design to make ’80s-style powerpoints to go with the charity auction. And boy is a lot of that ’80s design awful! It hurts me to make it happen. I am channeling the dark visuals of Reagan and Don Johnson and Tom Cruise.
So here’s week two of plugging away at a recap. Hey, at least I got this one up in a timely manner! This week’s episode was kind of slow, but it “did a good job of illustrating a few particular business issues”:http://wadearmstrong.com/archives/entrepreneurship/american_inventor_episode_2_recap.php.
As much as I appreciate the sight, undergrad women at USC — all of whom apparently have to meet a minimum standard of attractiveness to be admitted — probably shouldn’t ride bikes in skirts that they let ride most all the way up.
As some of y’all know, I’m a board member of “Challenge for Charity”:http://www.marshall.usc.edu/clubs/C4C.cfm?doc_id=3705, a non-profit run by West Coast business schools that raises money for the Special Olympics. C4C is a big deal at Marshall, and we get great support from students and alums. Just recently, alums with a “hot newfashion accessory bag company”:http://www.kolobags.com/index.php have pleged to donate for each purchase we make. Check it out:
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So help Special Olympics, and help Marshall win the challenge, and get yourself something cool to boot!
Update: I’m sitting in a room with a bunch of donated bags from this company, and I can say that they look great. The finish quality is quite high and the details are attended-to.
Oh maaaan, I had the wildest spring break. I went craaaazy, all out, no holds barred, put it all on the line. That’s right, my spring break was oooooouuuuuuut of control! Yeah, like a major playa, I stayed home and worked on research and planning for my new business, that’s hardcore, dude.
I hung out at one of the finest, most blinged-out properties in Los Angeles. It was over the top at this spot, built like you’d never believe, all the amenities I expected, right in the middle of the hottest part of town — Palms. Westsiiiide, yo!
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While I was in my fine-ass digs, I enjoyed the finest entertainment in the whole city, every star and all of Hollywood’s finest output was at my fingertips. Like my own personal Oscars, yo, no shortage of hottt screen beauties to check outt all day long!
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And hey between those hip joints I was all about the craziest new sheeit on the compizzy. Those other fools got their X-Box 360 but I pwn this out-of-control non-stop action, all the research and business plan writing and fool shit like that, ain’t no-one got the moves to get up on me there:
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Oh but it wasn’t all the indoor fun, I got that hot So Cal sunshine too, nothing but these out of control crazy-ass ganged-out dangerous as SHIT urban environment:
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Dude this place is a crazy trip, all these signs and things that you just don’t get anywhere else. It blew my mind, yo, a mind-scrambling spring break voyage.
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Yeah boy we got our badass views here, one-of-a-kind in the whole freakin world, yo! This was dope, nothin’ I’ll ever get nowhere else!
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And you know I’m all about the foods. The best vittles and the finest hos, that’s what I’m down with, that’s how I roll. Nothing but the best on this spring break, check it out:
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Yeah this spring break was off da heezy, fo sheezy. If you want to go out of control like me next year, you gots to grab my digits and let me know next year if you’re down with makin’ it crazy, off the hook next year too, we can all blow our minds together.
I’ll admit it, I’m a geek; that’s why I can’t resist the idea of a show that has inventors coming up with clever (or preposterous) ideas and pitching those ideas on TV. So now I’m doing a “recap every week”:http://wadearmstrong.com/archives/entrepreneurship/american_inventor_episode_1_recap.php featuring (hopefully) clever commentary. Hopefully the show will stay good and I’ll be able to pick up the episodes of My Name is Earl and The Office that I missed during repeats (no, I’m not ready to buy them off of iTunes… yet).
Are you one of those people who have become, in the last 2-3 years, fascinated with poker? Are you one of the people who have become, in the last 2-3 years, jealous of the fact that major companies have been built to mechanically suction money from consumers’ wallets using a new fascination with poker? Then you might want to read my new entry at WadeArmstrong.com on “the World Poker Tour’s founder, Steve Lipscomb”:http://wadearmstrong.com/archives/entrepreneurship/poker_and_effec.php. Or not. Because who loves the stuff I write anyway?
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