Exceed the Expectation (part two)
[Catch up on Part 1] There’s a room in our office complex that has a perpetual supply of week-old Bojangles biscuits and sometimes smells like clam chowder. We affectionately refer to that room as the...
Author: Danny
Exceed the Expectation (part one)
A couple of weeks ago my family and I met a great guy while we were out celebrating my wife’s birthday. As our conversation progressed, the topic of “what do you do” came up. I...
Frontline Recap
One of my mentors is fond of telling me that my desire for perfection always leads to procrastination. Put another way, I want everything to fall into place before the big reveal. That’s definitely been...
It’s Here!
Straight up: you should be here tonight and tomorrow. As a staff, we’ve laughed ourselves silly getting ready for this thing (there’s gonna be humor), and then we’ve sat in amazement as we’ve realized what...
Just Take a Step
We’re just a couple of days away from the behemoth Frontline weekend. If you are a part of the Summit and are not planning to be there, I have an assignment for you: stop reading...
My Life in Pictures
This was my view this time last week. Nothing but my ten hideous toes and the vast expanse of my in-laws’ pool. This is my view this morning. A few hundred info cards from Sunday’s...
Summer Church Tour ’08
I’ve laced up my asbestos suit and waded back into the firestorm I’ve created by daring to mock North Carolina pork products. Two things are very obvious from the last post: You tarheels are passionate...
The Controversial Post
There’s a topic that I’ve been very cautious not to tackle in the fledgling days of this blog. It’s a subject which, at its very core, has the power to split friendships and families. It’s...
Summer is for Downtime
I’m on the road with my immediate family to visit the extended family. My bride is apparently going to carry on an all-night TalkFest marathon with my stepmom, so I’m passing time until their iced...
Confessions of a Control Freak
“My name is Danny, and I like things to be done my way.” If I ever attend a twelve-step program, that’ll be my opening line. I was singing Frank Sinatra lyrics before I knew the...
