Friday, November 30, 2007

Linc in Abraham

I recently discovered the incredible power of the web in using Linked In. In the short span of less than 24 hours, I was able to connect with some long ago colleagues and learned to impress them with small talk and drivel, no doubt honed from the long wasted hours spent on this blog. But I digress. What is truly amazing to me is how the network constantly expands with each new connection. I feel incredible as each contact grows exponentially. I feel the power surge as each Aunt May leads to another Peter Parker, and more importantly, a new Mary Jane.

I got the POWER!!!

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Goodbye Doctor Post!

I've officially adopted a new moniker! Something more akin to a real pen name. And something less akin to the nickname of a 70's basketball player.

Doctor Post was an okay blogger name; and it garnered some serious respect when leaving phone messages with administrative assistants. But it was really nothing more than the further evolution of a derivation of Dr. J.

For a brief period of time, I was Dr. Pool. As in billiards. Not that I was any good at pool, but it did provide just a little bit of an intimidation factor. Miniscule.

Nathan Kinzel, on the other hand, just a good solid name. And not readily identifiable with any other nicknames, past or present. So goodbye, Dr. Post. All those prior references to Dr. or DP will now just sport an archaic feel as Blogger simply applies the new name to every prior post and comment.

Now if only the co-author could follow suit with an appropriate pen name. Maybe Rube something.

Monday, November 12, 2007

I Think I May Have Been an Underachiever

As if this blog weren't evidence enough.

I'm finding that my offspring receive report cards that, well, exceed my own at their age. This became apparent yet again as I attended the annual parent-teacher conferences only to be told what an excellent student my son was. While I certainly take pride in my son's achievement, this can't reflect well upon my own accomplishments - or lack thereof - while I was in school. I suppose I could escape this underachiever thing if I simply chalked this up to "he got my wife's intelligence"; but seriously, do I really want to do that? I think I'll keep the underachiever label, thank you.