Tag Archives: Gamesmanship
In which I blatantly use an accordion-player’s cheekiness for my own pathetic attempt at self-promotion.
Some thirty-five years ago, my father and I were watching some telethon in which Sammy Davis Jr. was involved. There he stood, in a tuxedo and hand-held mic, casually making small talk after a song. He then mentioned that his … Continue reading
Yanking the proprietary chain
I was a real wiseacre in the 1990’s. Shiftless, malcontented, and always looking to see if I could get people to reflexively answer stupid questions like,”do these stairs go up or down?” When I managed to ferret a circa-1940’s typewriter … Continue reading
Trolling my barista friends
Mind you, I have two entire binders chock FULL of this kind of nonsense. There’s something about placing the administrative/H.R. departments of various organizations in a reflexive, compulsory arm-bar–they MUST answer. Whether or not they are in the mood to … Continue reading
If anyone can conflate an oatmeal recipe with Holy writ, I can
Right around the turn of the millennium, I found myself working for a local Best Western establishment. It was a desk job, and primarily one that involved a ridiculously busy cache of check-ins and telephone reservations. Even though it fell … Continue reading
Motivational Interviewing, Gamesmanship, and the Fine Art Of Manipulative Chess
It was my exposure to Monty Python in the early days of my life (for some reason, my Texas born, depression-era father found them funny, all the while parsing out that appalling Benny Hill) that perhaps led to my love of … Continue reading
Master Of None 