Stay with me here for a moment.
This is NOT going where you think it is.
Here’s the story: The European’s have more fun than we do. I love America, I really do… but sometimes I feel like we’re trapped in a 1950’s-era loop, forever trying to crawl out of the sensual rut the Puritans […]

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Just roared back into town from Gary Halbert’s big damn Miami seminar, and I’m hesitating only briefly before roaring off again for Carl Galletti’s event in Las Vegas this weekend.
I’ll be sharing some of the cool stuff I’ve learned in future posts. No time right now, though — I’ve got a huge project that […]

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In my ongoing quest to speak at a seminar in every city that scores a spot on the colored weather map in USA Today, I am boarding another jet Thursday.
Next stop: Miami. Our own little third-world enclave, yet you don’t need a passport!
I’ve spent a lot of time in Florida over the years. […]

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God, I love this blog.
I’m sitting here in the midst of four crushing deadlines, with projects tumbling around me like the walls of Jericho and a plumbing problem in the kitchen that’s warping the floorboards… and I notice a new comment on the last entry.
“Steve” from the UK wants to know why “most American copywriting […]

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Jeez. You cop to being a certain age, and the pups gang up on you.
I was just talking to Halbert — who is much, much older than I am — and he told me about a post on some copywriting blog urging everyone to study what he, I and Dan Kennedy offer… because we’re […]

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One of my colleagues died this past weekend.
The news spread fast through the ranks of entrepreneurs who knew Corey Rudl and relied on him for advice, expertise and information. The man was very, very good at what he did.
My friend Phil Alexander left a message on my phone shortly after it happened. A […]

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A funny thing happened on the way to getting my big damn freelance course online.
Well, actually, a bunch of things happened. And none of them are funny.
It’s been like a bad burlesque show — lots of pratfalls, stumbles and set breakdowns. Or maybe it’s been more like a slow-motion train wreck. If […]

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I’m not a religious guy.
My maternal grandfather was number twelve in a family of sixteen with a Tennessee Valley tent-show minister for a father… and he ran away from home as a teenager, met my grandmother fresh off the boat from France in Texas and whelped his own eight-kid family along the Depression […]

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