by Mark O'Brien | Jan 30, 2015
Salem would like you to know he’s not exactly green, but he swears he’s recyclable. Our theory, however, is that he stows away in the reusable shopping bag because he likes to go to the store and cruise the cat-food aisle.
by Mark O'Brien | Jan 29, 2015
At any time, in any medium, we can find any number of articles, reports, opinion pieces, and more decrying a lack of leadership in everything from politics to industry. Au contraire. We don’t suffer from a lack of leadership: We suffer from an inability or an...
by Mark O'Brien | Jan 23, 2015
Sammy’s decided to create an act in which he imitates small power tools. In this photo, he’s doing his best jigsaw imitation. We thought it was pretty good. But the judges said it lacked authenticity. So, he took a nap.
by Mark O'Brien | Jan 23, 2015
At a large corporation for which I once worked, my boss’s boss told one of my internal clients (I love that phrase) — a gentleman who disagreed with my counsel on a matter of communication and went over my head to report his pique — to ignore me because,...
by Mark O'Brien | Jan 22, 2015
In the summer of 1964, my parents rented a small, red cottage on Cherry Street at Chapman Beach in Westbrook, Connecticut. Headed east along the shoreline, the next beach is Chalker Beach. The one after that is Indian Town. That matters because that same summer, my...
