I so rarely write in the evenings here. As some of you know, I was relieved of my duties at Yahoo! a few weeks ago. I am proud of the work I did there, in spite of the personal and professional challenges I faced while I was there. I am still very proud of having been a Yahoo! I think it’s a GREAT company with tremendous upside and potential.
So, the reason I am posting in the evening is that I am heading home from a business development meeting that I didn’t leave home for until 530p! Thus, an evening post! I have missed sharing bits of my life with you all. I know a lot of you read this, but don’t make comments. This is mostly due to the fact that I don’t really write things that are begging to be commented on. Obviously, the poetry I write, you either like it or not. The commentary, well…I prefer to keep that as my opinion. Not that I am opposed to being a conversation starter, but my whole life has been about ending conversations. I’ve always been the guy to end the conversation. As I learn myself more, I realize what an odd and remarkable skill it is. Though, it really isn’t a skill at all. Skills are things we can work on and practice. I was born this way. I was born with a desperate desire to have the last word. Say the last thing. Not because I think I am always right, but because I feel strongly about whatever point I am making.