Well, the salesman is in rehab. Dr. Norma made him depart from his script and actually think about new applications of his technology. Something terrible happened in his cranium, but just before he faded away into the sunset, he sent her to his favorite mad scientist, who like us, makes airplanes in the room behind his bicycle shop.
Dr. Norma has been thoroughly enjoying getting to know a kindred spirit and has reduced my bushel basket of questions to just two which are left. Maybe today she will have hard answers and we can move toward cutting a check.
What I like about her is that she does not enshrine problems. She shreds them. The official training class will not be offered until March, but with her usual and customary lifestyle of walking in dominion and extraordinary authority over the 6th head of Leviathan, she has already secured and booked a personal coach and has some comprehensive online training available as a safety net.
All of this is highly encouraging. I like progress.
The down side of her making such wonderful progress is that any minute now I am going to be the choke point in the project. To my surprise, after we announced the form for people to indicate an interest in the project, we had fewer than 20 people reply. I am not sure what the lack of interest is about.
But, being the fiercely competitive person I am, I am not about to let Dr. Norma get ahead of me in the problem solving department. I shall engage in some right brain posture today and surely come up with a solution.
November 25, 2011
From the Quarterdeck, in Anaheim