But That Deaf Dumb and Blind Kid Sure Climbs a Mean Rock Wall…

Yeah, if you’re below 30, you probably don’t get the reference to The Who’s rock opera Tommy.

And no, I didn’t go climbing blindfolded.

But last week the sun was right there up top on the crest of the wall, and I couldn’t see a damn thing when looking up.

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Ooh – My Favourite: Big Boys Making Big Mistakes

I read a lot. Really a lot. It’s part of my work.

I’ve tried speed reading a few times, but never found a system that works for me.

Until last week, when I found a brand new site called Spritz.

These guys built a system so effective, I was speed reading at 600 words per minute almost instantly.

And, without any learning curve whatsoever.

Amazing. I WANT that app.

And quite likely, so do you, and millions of other people on the planet.
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I Wish I Could, But I Can't – It Wouldn't Help

Talked to a friend last night about this mentorship program of mine.

He insists I shouldn’t offer it as a 3-month course, but instead offer reviews as one-off purchases.

That way the threshold is lower, the investment is in reach of more people, and I should be able to sell more of them, right?

Correct. I could put it up as a special offer and probably sell more of them.

Could. But won’t.

Several reasons.

For one thing, ‘selling more’ is not my goal.

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Does My Ego Look Big In This?

Sure do love it when people make progress. Like Jimmy for example, who just finished his first month of membership and sent me this:

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“Your reviews were excellent and there’s a gold mine of information in them..so much so that I found, to my chagrin, that I can’t just skim them and apply the findings..they merit careful study and proper application…so you can guess what I’ll be doing during my lunch times for the next few weeks…so long Murakami… ”

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This Frigging Rock Will Not Get the Better of Me

Once again, I’m hanging off the side of some mountain, somewhere south of Granada.

And once again, I ask myself: What in the hell am I doing here?

There’s no way up. There’s down, but – nah. Not yet.

I grapple, find a tiny ridge for my fingertips and clutch almightily.

Brice yells from below: “Your legs! Don’t try to hang from your hands – use your legs!”

I look at my feet – two pointed, hard-rubber shoe-tips, precariously placed on a 2cm-wide ridge. My legs tremble.

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On Practically Dislocated Shoulder Joints and the Value of Free Advice

No more than 35 years old; thin and short. The girl, I mean. The dog was almost half her size, young and rambunctious. She was far too light to handle him.

“Nice dog”.

“You think so? Have him, take him home. He’s driving me crazy.”

Her head lolloped back as the beast tugged on the leash, yanking her shoulder forward.

“He’s too strong and he just will not listen”.

“Yeah, I see what you mean. He’s fearful too, see? The way he cowers and barks at anyone closer than 40 meters. I wonder why.”

“This client I had last year, a dog trainer – he has a pretty good training manual on the web. It’s a free download, pretty good stuff. It’ll show you exactly how to educate him.”

She blinked at me, not getting it.

“It’s all psychology, you see?

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Being Stuck Really Only Exists In Our Heads

If you look around, there’s money to be made everywhere.

Everything, literally, has trade value. Even trash.

Point in case: there’s this guy in town who collects discarded furniture and household appliances.

He drives it to his warehouse, sees if it works, and once a month a Moroccan guy comes by with a van to give him a few thousand Euros. He loads it all up and takes it to Morocco to sell there.

Free money. Just from picking up what others no longer want.

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He Said: "User Experience, Schmoozer Experience" – and It Went Downhill From There

My first ever client years ago was a pretty nice guy, and he seemed pretty smart. At first.

He had built his own language learning system, and it was actually quite good.

WAY better than either Rosetta Stone or Pimsleur.

But his site, which served the learning system to his clients, was crap.

It wasn’t pretty, the navigation lacked logic, and tracking your progress was a bloody hassle.

At some point on a Skype call, I told him that since sales were up a bit, fixing the site would be a great investment.

“Why?”

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Because That's Just How Athletic I Am. Not – I Just Push On and So Should You

“Stick your fingers in that hole to your right. Trust your legs!”

I reach out, grab a ridge just deep enough for my fingertips, and heave myself up to a standing position.

My instructor shouts: “Good! How are you doing?”

Looking down, I answer: “I’m fine. I’m not having any fun though!”

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If I Had a Tailor…

I’d tailor in the morning…

I’d tailor in the evening…

All over this a-land…

 

I still have my whole workshop: machines, dummies and all.

It’s tucked away untidily in a room I rarely enter, and it’s all been doing a stellar job at collecting dust for many years now.

Still, if I had the opportunity I would love to start something.

Especially now that I know how to sell – something I had no idea of ten years ago.

Which is part of the reasons I burnt through my $150.000 inheritance.

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