Posted by Carl Brown on January 08, 2009 at 11:44 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Posted by Carl Brown on January 01, 2009 at 10:49 PM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Posted by Carl Brown on December 30, 2008 at 11:03 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Posted by Carl Brown on October 12, 2008 at 11:57 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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OK, so I try not to get political here... But, come on...
Posted by Carl Brown on September 26, 2008 at 09:58 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Interestingly, the companies truly melting down in the financial markets are the monsters. AIG, Bear Stearns, Lehman.
AIG was the #9 largest company on the Fortune 500. #13 'best employer' to work for. AIG's slogan "The strength to be there".
Posted by Carl Brown on September 20, 2008 at 01:05 PM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Posted by Carl Brown on May 14, 2008 at 10:59 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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Found on the Internet at various locations...
A group of professionals posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds: "What does love mean?"
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. [Among them:]
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." – Rebecca, age 8
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." – Billy, age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." – Karl, age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." – Chrissy, age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." – Terri, age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." – Danny, age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." – Emily, age 8
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." – Noelle, age 7
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." – Cindy, age 8
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." – Mary Ann, age 4
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." – Bobby, age 7
Posted by Carl Brown on May 08, 2008 at 06:28 AM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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I was in Vegas last week and had the chance to make it out to 'Moon', and by chance, the Playboy Club at the top of the Palms Hotel and Casino.
Three aspects struck me:
#1 Wow. Great products (Moon / Playboy) -- both of them. You can't help but be impressed. Moon is located on the top floor of the Palms and the roof retracts from above the dance floor revealing the night sky (and letting all the smoke out). Amazing Vegas Strip views and three separate areas to take in the music and ambience.

#2 We actually got the the recommendation to go there from the Tao staff. They have a great marketing program. The club was only half full, but they made us wait in-line for about 20 minutes. Once we were in, they had these great 'tables' you could rent with full liquor service. What a way to be a poser! While I didn't splurge, I surely want to look cool and have a comfy place to enjoy my cigar on my next visit.
#3 Security? These places were -loaded- with security... Polite, too. In comparison to, say, airline travel. I never felt the slightest bit of risk while in these clubs. Yet, by 2am, they were wall-to-wall packed with tipsy customers.
What is it about commercial industry that is able to pack 2,000 drunk people into a tiny room and not have issues? Airlines complain about unruly passengers that get drunk, yet the Vegas nightclubs handle this without a problem -- every night. I guess clubs can eject unruly ones but airplanes can not? And yet, airlines insist on serving alchohol? Look, if you're going to serve liquor, learn to deal with it. Get a bouncer. Make the planes 'fun'. I spent 5 hours at the club -- and it was packed! I'd say I had less room than a Southwest customer with '3rd' seating. And, I didn't mind it a bit.
Are airlines failing because of great customer service that no one wants? Not a chance. It's the terrible attitude airlines take against their customers. Airlines continue to drop prices to fill seats. And, that means more low-paying customers crammed into tighter seats and mini-shots of coke. Yet, no airlines ssay, "Hey, we'll charge a bit more but give incredible service". What's a bit more? How about 50% more than a discount ticket? Would you pay $600 for a cross-country vs. $400? Could the airlines survive on $600? Who knows? Certainly "FlexJet" is surviving -- though they charge about $10,000 for a cross country on a private jet. You can get about 6 people on that jet... So, around $1,500 a ticket gets you a private trip...
Lets look at successes. JetBlue (though, they did post their first loss). JetBlue has GREAT service, larger than average seats, extra amenities. Prices are in-line or better than traditional airline costs. Southwest has happy staff, though it's really a padded cattle car and dirt-cheap prices.
Lets face it: Air travel is like bus transportation. It would be hard to compare it to Vegas because airlines are not a destination -- they are the trip to the destination. But, Airlines need to focus on just ONE thing to make customers happy:
Comfort.
This includes dignity of not being crammed into a too-small seat so when the tard in front of you reclines you have to stare at his bald spot and pick his dandruff off your lap. It also means respect for the customers time by being ON time.
For gods sake, it's a machine. Measure americans -- not runway models. Maintain it, and clean it. We've been flying these things for 100 years. It's a straight-forward maintenance procedure by now.
Posted by Carl Brown on May 03, 2008 at 05:50 PM in Trashy Indulgences | Permalink
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