I've been trying to prepare for possible interview questions lately. (Have I mentioned how much job hunting sucks?) If anyone asks me for an example of something I've learned from a previous boss, I know one thing I can say: Meat for the wolves.

I learned that concept from a boss at a consulting firm in the 1990s. The first time he used it, he must have seen I was puzzled. He explained that clients are eager to get something for their money, so he tried to keep feeding them information and small portions of the final product in advance of the final deadline and delivery. The idea is that the tidbits give them something to "chew" on and keep them from harassing you while you do the rest of their work. I've remembered it because I like the idea.

"Meat for the wolves" runs through my mind every time I realize it's been a few days since I've posted anything here. I know from my own blog reading that I lose interest in a blog after I've checked it a few times and not found anything new. I need to post something—almost anything—to reward you for checking here. For this morning, I'm afraid all I have to offer is this simple philosophy.

And thank you for visiting!