Room for Error? Or Room for Air?
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On the Road Again
Let’s play the word association game! No. 2 pencils… book bags… lunchbox… recess… pop quiz. Yep, it is that time of the year again. The first day of school has crept up on summer like a bully from the back of the bus. And whether you are jumping on your first yellow bus, attending a new school, or driving to night classes after work, the first day of class can always be a little unnerving. Do you have enough pens? Pencils? Paper? Did you buy the right books? What are you going to wear?Is your teacher going to be cool?Who will you sit next to? But don’t worry, because there are always those cute icebreaker games - that tend to make you more uncomfortable instead of less.
“Hi, my name is Ryan. I am from Canton, Ohio. I am 23 years old and I visited the world’s largest ball of string for the 17th straight year again this summer.”
The crazy thing is – once you are done, you start to miss those annoying little things. All those people were right; school days are honestly the best days of your life. Back then, there was plenty of room for error – now, there is barely room for air. Grade school, childhood, high school and even college is a breeze compared to being an adult. But with the responsibilities of being a working adult, come the freedoms and adventures of life. So whether you are lugging your backpack or shoulder-saddling your briefcase out the door in the morning, remember this: “The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.” So, what do you see in that glass?
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A Coattail with Handles
Been traveling much this summer? I’ve been moving around so much I feel like a drug-trafficking husband of an untrustworthy stewardess (bad analogy?). And tomorrow, I am actually leaving again, this time heading to Nut Ridge, in the Finger Lakes region of upstate New York. The crazy thing is, I actually found a ton of lists about the area on ListAfterList.com: Notable Residents of Ithaca, NY; Famous Alumni of Cornell University; and Top 10 Best Wine Country Inns just to name a few. Then I realized, it’s not just this area, but everywhere. Hundreds of listers have created thousands of lists - some about small towns, some about big cities, and some about their favorite vacation spots. You can find lists about localfavorites and traveltop 10s.
Maybe you have some entertaining ideas to add to this list of top 10 things to do around the campus of Ohio State? Everyone already knows about the Oval right?
Or maybe you know of another interesting attraction in Wichita, Kansas besides Ty’s Diner?
Do you even know where on earth Chandigarh is located? If so, have you ever been to Sector 17?
From there, dig a hole through the center of the earth and you’ll end up somewhere in between some more familiar places; like Las Vegas, New York City, and the OC.
Or maybe you want you’d just rather fly? Try one of these top 10 international airlines!
Wherever you live, or wherever you end up, create a list about it! If you share what you know and what you’ve learned about your favorite places in the world, you may someday find it flourishing because they heard about it on ListAfterList.com. If nothing else, it’s also a great way to vent about your most despicable places you’ll never visit again.
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Do you hate it when people ride the coattails of others? I do! Or should I say, I did. After I started thinking about it, I realized that everyone is always saying life is all about the associations you create with others. So where do you draw the line between mooching and networking?
Hillary Clinton didn’t sever ties with Bill (despite his ability to have sex without having “sex”).
George W. Bush didn’t change his last name and burn all his birth certificates.
Paris Hilton would have nothing if the Hilton Paris was never built.
Kobe Bryant rode Shaq’s extra-long coattails to three NBA Championships.
And Ben Affleck held on to Matt Damon’s hand as long as he possibly could.
So, as always, the real question is, how do you feel? Have you gotten where you are today by shoveling your own coal, digging your own ditches, and weeding your own garden? Or did your mom do your homework for you, your dad give you a summer job, joined a fraternity or sorority in college, and now work for your smarter, better-looking best-friend? Hey, I’m not ragging on it, if my best-friend from high school became a successful movie star in Hollywood you better believe I’d be out there swimming in his mansion’s pool and drinking his Bud Light. But just because your last name is Williams, Jones, Miller or Smith doesn’t mean you can the next anchor on NBC’s Nightly News, an adventurous archaeologist in a temple of doom, start your own beer brewing company, or flash your blonde hair and oversized bosoms and get a ring from a rich old oil tycoon.
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