Why We Offer a Connections Confab
[This is a modified version of a post that originally appeared on December 2, 2014] A couple of weeks ago I announced the 2017 Connections Confab – a small gathering for guest services / assimilation...
[This is a modified version of a post that originally appeared on December 2, 2014] A couple of weeks ago I announced the 2017 Connections Confab – a small gathering for guest services / assimilation...
(This is a modified version of a post that originally appeared on December 9, 2014.) We’re neck-deep in last-minute planning for one of the largest events we do all year. Christmas at DPAC takes months of...
Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you! As a blogger, I feel like I have one primary responsibility to...
It’s Thursday, kiddies: the day when I roll out a few things I’ve been reading over the past week. Three of ‘em, to be exact. Enjoy. (Remember: click on the big bold print to read the...
In what has become an annual tradition (you can call it that if we did it last year and this year, right?), some of our staff dressed up in our holiday finery to deliver the...
Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you! A couple of weeks ago Merriem and I were sitting in the living...
It’s Thursday, kiddies: the day when I roll out a few things I’ve been reading over the past week. Three of ‘em, to be exact. Enjoy. (Remember: click on the big bold print to read the...
2016 is winding down, campers. All of your Thanksgiving gravy has officially congealed in your circulatory system, and some of you are in the process of trying to flush it out with peppermint mocha and...
I have a 2004 Hyundai Sonata with a couple of superpowers: one is an after-market Bluetooth radio that allows me to beam music and podcasts from my phone to my car’s speakers by complete magic (I...
Today is the annual Thanksgiving Edition. Whether you’re logging in at the beginning of the day (get up: that turkey ain’t gonna thaw itself) or at the end of the day (tryptophan coma, anyone?), you don’t...