From the monthly archives: November 2009

0 hour work week

On November 30, 2009 By

The mas­ter in the art of liv­ing
draws no sharp dis­tinc­tion between
his labor and his leisure,
his mind and his body,
his work and his play,
his edu­ca­tion and his recre­ation.
He hardly knows which.
He sim­ply pur­sues his vision of excel­lence
through what­ever he is […]

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Why I use Facebook …

On November 29, 2009 By

I don’t get on Face­book to play far­mville.  In fact, I don’t think far­mville should even get a cap­i­tal f in its name.

I thought I got on Face­book so I could peer into the details of a friend’s life and be able to help them along life’s jour­ney.  It seems how­ever, that some are returning […]

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Pre-Thanksgiving Day Gratitude

On November 19, 2009 By

Here’s my head-start on things to be thank­ful for this year:

I am thank­ful I’m not at an air­port this morn­ing with a delayed flight due to com­puter glitches in Atlanta, GA I am thank­ful I have been given an oppor­tu­nity to work with a video crew again at a youth con­fer­ence this Decem­ber. I am […]

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Running.

On November 16, 2009 By

I’m ready to run.  Run with an idea, run with a friend, or just sim­ply run.  The time for action is now.  Where do I fit?  What’s my role?  Who do I sup­port?  Who supports me?

The race has begun, I left the start­ing line, and jogged around the first turn, but that’s not the end.  […]

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Looking for an open door …

On November 15, 2009 By

This is part of my life, I like to call it — searching.

So, Alexan­der Bell was quoted as say­ing, “When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regret­fully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”  Thanks, Al.  I have […]

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One Way …

On November 13, 2009 By

Ever won­der as you’re send­ing a mes­sage to some­one, what their reac­tion is when you can’t see them receive your mes­sage?  It’s almost like you’re talk­ing to a com­plete stranger.  Then days or weeks go by with­out a reply, and you won­der if they’re still alive.

I try desparately to be a true friend — honest […]

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Some­times I like to be spon­ta­neous.  Appar­ently, I’m the only one.  For some rea­son, you’ve come up with a rea­son not to come with me.  

Do you trust me? Jump!

(Quick, name that movie.)

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I’ve updated my list of inspi­ra­tional quotes and moved them to kennethbaucum.com/inspiration

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