Thursday, October 24, 2013
When I heard I would be traveling to Miami for the Apartment Revenue Management Conference in September, I was transported back in time.
The year was 1998. I was 15 years younger, five pounds heavier and really digging Will Smith’s new single, “Miami.” I didn’t know anything about the city, but from what I gathered based on the lyrics, every day like a Mardi Gras—everybody party all day. On the...
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Four Walls Can Make It BrightDuring my family dinners growing up, one of my sisters had a horrible time calming down long enough to sit at the table for the duration of our meal. A solution that my parents gave her was to run laps around the house as many times as it took to exhaust herself of all her pent up energy. This was a bit of a comical excursion because we had a low-rise fence along a...
Thursday, October 10, 2013
During a hiking trip through Utah a few years ago, my friends and I went to a diner for lunch. I was hemming and hawing over the pancake options when our waiter arrived at the table. He was just your average server—tall, brown hair, three teardrops tattooed under his right eye.
You know, the usual.
Deeply distressed that the same man who put three people in the ground would also be delivering my...
Thursday, September 26, 2013
My younger brother and I were always trying to make a buck. Well, wanting to make a buck. The trying, not as much.
Our more ambitious entrepreneurial peers were manning lemonade stands, cutting grass and selling baked goods, but Chris and I wanted to do something a bit more creative.
Naturally, we settled on a carnival.
Our yard wasn’t humongous, but we were confident we had just enough space for...