Taking a walk on a bright sunny day, my shadow was outlined in front of me. With an iPod and headphones around my ears, the silhouette of my head was startlingly similar to that of Alfred E. Newman!
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That wasn't your head. . .
If you see your shadow, I think we're destined for four more weeks of groundhog holes. . .
I was also out an about using my newly purchased navigation unit, and began to wonder if maps will eventually become obsolete. Then, I began to wonder about trains long ago, and how they dominated the landscape. When other forms of transportation came into being, like airlines, which were cheaper, faster, and a little like the six million dollar man, I began to wonder if the manufacturers of trains decided that the writing was on the wall, and maybe they should get out of the train-making business? Obviously, there are still trains around today, but no doubt, much less than before. At what point do they just become obsolete? At what point do I not need my trusty Rand McNally and settle for my polished, state of the art, Garmin? That, my friend, is the state of business strategy.
If the boundaries of your provincial little world are such that you'll never leave the roadways of our 48 contiguous states, then I'm sure you won't have a need for anything beyond your precious Garmin. On the other hand, if you want to ride the raging rapids in Ecuador, scale the Swiss Alps or safari through the jungles of Africa, you may need a little more help than your cute little Garmin.
That, my friend, is the difference between moving on and moving ahead.
If I'm scaling the Alps or surfing in Ecuador, I'll trade in my Garmin for a sweet number I call Carlita. That, my friend, is the difference between between moving around and moving in.
I think I'll just stay home and watch The Godfather rather than pack up and go to Ecuador. That, my friend, is the difference between a moving picture and a moving van.
You go ahead and ask Brit for a date, I'm not interested. That, my friend, is the difference between..., well something bad on your part and something good on my part. I just don't have anything else clever right now. I'm tapped out, okay?
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That wasn't your head. . .
If you see your shadow, I think we're destined for four more weeks of groundhog holes. . .
I was also out an about using my newly purchased navigation unit, and began to wonder if maps will eventually become obsolete. Then, I began to wonder about trains long ago, and how they dominated the landscape. When other forms of transportation came into being, like airlines, which were cheaper, faster, and a little like the six million dollar man, I began to wonder if the manufacturers of trains decided that the writing was on the wall, and maybe they should get out of the train-making business? Obviously, there are still trains around today, but no doubt, much less than before. At what point do they just become obsolete? At what point do I not need my trusty Rand McNally and settle for my polished, state of the art, Garmin? That, my friend, is the state of business strategy.
If the boundaries of your provincial little world are such that you'll never leave the roadways of our 48 contiguous states, then I'm sure you won't have a need for anything beyond your precious Garmin. On the other hand, if you want to ride the raging rapids in Ecuador, scale the Swiss Alps or safari through the jungles of Africa, you may need a little more help than your cute little Garmin.
That, my friend, is the difference between moving on and moving ahead.
If I'm scaling the Alps or surfing in Ecuador, I'll trade in my Garmin for a sweet number I call Carlita. That, my friend, is the difference between between moving around and moving in.
I think I'll just stay home and watch The Godfather rather than pack up and go to Ecuador. That, my friend, is the difference between a moving picture and a moving van.
I think I'll just invest my time focusing on my business ideas. That, my friend, is the difference between moving up and moving out.
And I'll focus on driving a bus rather than, say, a dry cleaning business. That, my friend, is the difference between moving around and moving on up.
I think I'll ask Britney Spears for a date. That, my friend, is the difference between moving her mountains and moving your mouth.
You go ahead and ask Brit for a date, I'm not interested. That, my friend, is the difference between..., well something bad on your part and something good on my part. I just don't have anything else clever right now. I'm tapped out, okay?
That about sums up me and you. That, friend, is the difference between a moving truck and a moving box.
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