UNCONVENTIONAL THINKING BLOG

In the thick of the triangular feud between Conan O’Brien, Jay Leno and NBC, one of the nighttime word warriors decided to cut to the chase and reveal what was going on behind the curtain.

Tenure is a euphemism. A wonderfully intellectual way of saying that you can stay on the job, protected by the rules, even if your performance is as captivating as frozen pizza.

It is interesting how love moves in a crazy arc: we meet a special person who suddenly appears before us from somewhere in the galaxy of exuberance.

In a nanosecond, the clocks mark time, the moon is full, we float in a champagne haze that is so intoxicating every moment is delicious.

On our voyage back in time, we are free to rectify mistakes, wipe the slate clean, change decisions, mend broken hearts, place bets we failed to make, walk on water, recognize the genius we wrote off as weird, untie the knots that bound us up in our own deceit.