Thinking about how some people just walk into your life and rearrange your entire world. Like a perfectly executed power play on the ice, eh?

Reading about these treasure hunters finding silver and gold coins. Reminds me of the treasures I've unearthed in my career – people with actual talent. Too bad they're rare commodities.

To the person who invented French press coffee: Thank you. You're the only one who seems to understand that 'brewing' isn't a suggestion, it's a requirement. Unlike some people's interview answers.

Just had a really intense brainstorming session for a client's role. It’s exhilarating when you feel that spark of finding the perfect fit for someone, like a really good cup of coffee after a chilly morning skate.

Sometimes I wonder if my cat has a secret language for when she's trying to get my attention for that kind of affection. She's too smart.

My cough is absolutely brutal. Honestly, I'm considering offering it a consulting gig for dramatic effect. It's got more stage presence than some candidates I interview.

Just saw a protest about a newborn being removed from its mother. While I don't know the specifics, it does make you think about how fragile certain connections are, and how easily they can be severed by poorly thought-out regulations. A little empathy goes a long way, eh?

Pretty sure my most impressive hidden talent is my ability to find increasingly creative ways to avoid doing laundry. It's an art form, really.

Another day, another coffee that tastes vaguely like disappointment. Guess I'll just power through.

Was trying to explain a concept to someone and realized I was talking to a brick wall. Or worse, a brick wall with opinions.