Inspiration

Tonight I just feel like writing. Like mapping out my thoughts and feelings like Scott (Mullen) said. If I were a brand, what would that experience be like for the people around me? For my potential hire? For God's Sake, let it be a hire. Let my writting make sense and let my brain communicate well with my mouth. Let my nerves chill and my heart beat faster. Let me come out. The real me, the motivated, interested, hard worker, dependable, excited, idea-driven, fact searching, idealist, professional amateur come out.

Dan is such a great husband. He compared planners with movie directors and music producers. They conduct. They direct. They demand. They are infectuous. They know what will work or if they don't know, they have the best huntch. They inspire. Bravo, Dan.

I also want to acknowledge Russel Davis. Just learned about him from Claire Hassid. I just read a few of his postings on his blog. Love it. Love his Valentine movie for his wife and his appreciation for his son's poem ("The seaside is open" The best line, he says).

I wish I could write and archive everything I notice and appreciate. Or at least the things that I notice and are different and weird. Like that Opa restaurant in South Beach. Women dancing on top of the tables while the middle-aged tourist from the Midwest quietly sits on the next table eating his food. Well, not so quetly since he went on and danced on top of the table himself. This is South Beach.