Showing posts from August, 2013


I have an high school kid interning for me this summer. He is extremely bright, very motivated and eager to learn. With that winning combination, he completed every task I assigned to him with very little supervision. A few days a ago we were chatting about where he was thinking of going to school - he had said he wanted to study Computer Science. I was expecting to hear a list of Ivies and top ranked public schools - this is a straight A student, with a full load of AP classes, athletic and very articulate.

I was very surprised to hear that he was going to apply to a couple of local colleges and generally not step out of home. It got me thinking about that huge gap between who he has the potential to be and who he is choosing to be. I realized for instance during his time with our company he has expressed very little interest in understanding how our business works, who our clients are and what kinds of jobs he may expect coming out of school. His awareness of the real world is fairly…

Pressure Cooking Quinoa

I have been struggling the past couple of years to get the family interested in quinoa. J and DB feed off of each other when it comes to food preferences and almost always to my disadvantage. If something new is on the dinner table, DB will ask J "Hey, how's that thing taste ?" and she will gladly provide her opinion.Which in the case of the ill-fated qunioa recipe made it impossible to get them to try it another time. 

Reading this article reminded me of the half empty jar in my pantry and The Trial by Kafka. Somewhere in between the mundane business of cooking dinner on a weekday evening the surrealism of being arrested by "unidentified agents from an unspecified agency for an unspecified crime" is this real life story. The author describes our collective fate and predicament "This is where we are at. Where you have no expectation of privacy. Where trying to learn how to cook some lentils could possibly land you on a watch list. Where you have to watch …