September - 2013

Blogs on marketing websites

are supposed to be about marketing.

Mine are not, with a few exceptions, and those are only because upon moving to Israel, I cultivated a habit of attending marketing conferences.

Because they were in English and I needed friends.

And sometimes, speakers inspire me, so then I write about the experience. But mostly, the blog is about an immigrant wrestling through an attempt to grow up.

In her 40s.

Call Me Maybe

Inspired by Dan Pearce's candor in his recent post "An Open Letter To Ye Who is Always Late" which espouses on chronically tardy (read: disrespectful) people, I have a similar rant: "Wanna go to the zoo on Wednesday afternoon?" "Yeah, maybe." "Um, you want to join us or you don't want to join us?" "We'll see." Maybe. We'll see. I'll try. Not sure. I'll see if I can make it. This is called the Next Best Girl Syndrome. Commitment-phobes are constantly in a state of flux.