life in the fine print.







O say can you see by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation.
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the Heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

I had the following advice given to me by an esteemed professor up at the University of Utah:

  1. Be a person of principle.
  2. Be prepared through education. Learning is a lifelong pursuit. There’s always something new to learn.
  3. Work Hard (Edison: success is 99% perspiration, 1% inspiration.)
  4. Be resilient in the face of criticism, disappointment, and apparent failure. Failure is a temporary state that can only be made permanent by your decision to quit trying.
  5. Say thank you and give praise often.
  6. Eat your elephants one bite at a time.
  7. Get to know big people. get to know little people. Find mentors and be a mentor to others. Remember, there is no such thing as a little person.
  8. When you’re someplace… be there! (When at Winchells, eat donuts!)
  9. Remember the difference between success and failure is often very small.
  10. Believe in yourself. You can do it if you decide to.

Not a bad way to live your life if you ask me.

OK Wow… my blog has been neglected about as badly as the Ambassador and other Americans in Benghazi. But unlike, ahem, someOne, I actually have a good excuse. The Executive MBA program I started way back in 2011 is now officially complete!

Oh, and we had a beautiful baby girl just after Christmas too! Remy Jean.


Can I get an AMEN?

So yea – pretty much any spare time I have had over the last little while was spent cuddling this little angel, or trying to finish my last few classes.

The fabulous program ended with all 68 of my wonderful classmates and a few staff traveling to Berlin Germany and Istanbul Turkey. We met with awesome companies, networked, and discussed international business strategies by day, and tried to avoid local law enforcement by night. 

I will be adding an instagram widget to my site, because I post a lot of photos through instagram… I can’t help it… even if I have my trusty Nikon DSLR in my backpack, most of the time I am just grabbing my iphone and snapping away. 

Life after EMBA has a lot of cool opportunities. Work at my current company is very busy, but I also have a few side projects going on with friends and neighbors.

Key Group Tactical is a new company that a couple guys in my neighborhood (Former Vegas SWAT cops) and I started – I would love it if you would check it out and if you have ever wanted more firearms training, shoot me an email at and I will hook you up with a schedule of our upcoming classes or answer any questions you may have.

I don’t want to bore you all at once with one long exhausting post, so I will break it down over the next week and see if I can’t get back into the habit of writing and posting on a regular basis, now that I actually have my life back…

Oh and remember, next time you file your taxes, make sure to remove any indication that you are a god fearing red blooded american, or you will be targeted for auditing… or a drone attack  Who Knows?!



Starting out, this was the goal… tackle the north face of the beautiful Mt Olympus with a few friends from the Executive MBA Program up at the University of Utah. It was raining when we got out of class, and despite all the naysayers, we decided to push forward, and after about 30 minutes the skies cleared and this was the view. Gorgeous!


The hike up wasn’t too bad when we could find the trail… but when we needed to bushwhack over to a gully to get a more direct route it was like hacking, squeezing, and snapping our way through a jungle of scrub oak, wild raspberry bushes, and sweat and rain-drenched leaves.

We had a few misdirections on the way up and as the sun fell, with visibility limited, we retreated to a small semi-flat area to re-group, eat and sleep before waking up early to hit the summit for sunrise. 


We started a fire to try and dry out socks and boots that were wet from our romp through the jungle…


Mike was making the most of the Raspberry Crumble dessert…


Not sure what Pete was doing… 

Enjoying the view

We sat around and chatted, talked about class, work, and life. If was great.


At one point I was worried about Tom because he went over and started yelling at the cliff wall – I thought he was succumbing to the high altitude, but then realizing we were just on Mt Olympus, I figured it was just a tourettes outburst.

Then the rain hit… and it pissed.

And Pissed.

And we started getting pissed. 

Mike was cozy and snug in his little jungle hammock thingy – and even though we had plenty of tarps, we didn’t make it up to our original camping spot (with trees) so with nothing but the rock walls to use as supports, the tarps weren’t as effective at keeping us dry as we would have liked. Luckily we got a little break in the storm and the beautiful Blue Moon came out.

Blue Moon

As the rain paused… we got a great view of the city below (actually I can’t remember if I took this before or after one of many rain storms, but it was still a great view)

The view

And then it started raining again… and with that came the lightening… and I would have taken some pictures of the lightening but I was too busy huddling under the tarp with Chris and Tom, to worry about taking pictures. 

We decided enough was enough and so we packed up and slipped and tumbled back down the mountain.

A great little trip – and even having to retreat from the mountain because of the weather it was a great experience, with a great bunch of guys.