Success Without The Tsuris

11/26/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

After one week of living and working in China, with three more weeks to go, I came upon the sight I had been waiting to see, and felt my heart skip a beat.

It wasn't the Great Wall, one of the Seven Wonders of the World.

It wasn't Tian'an Men Square, where blood was shed in the quest for democracy.

It wasn't the Water Cube, where swimming superstar Michael Phelps made Olympic history.

11/15/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

Name this movie:

“Well I'm gonna go then! And I don't need any of this. I don't need this stuff, and I don't need you. I don't need anything. Except this… Just this ashtray...And this paddle game. The ashtray and the paddle game and that's all I need... And this remote control. - The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all I need... And these matches.

10/29/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

What you are about to read may contain graphic descriptions and disturbing recommendations. Reader discretion is advised.

Within 90 seconds of entering my hotel room at the Baltimore Hilton for the 2010 Partnership for Excellence in Jewish Education (PEJE) Conference, I realized that something was wrong: my laptop was missing.

10/15/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

I don't take out the garbage. I just don't.

Could I? Physically, yes. While you might not be able to see my biceps from afar (or, sadly, even from a-near), I am capable of lifting the bag from the can, walking it down the hall, and taking it outside to our garbage bins.

09/29/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

Eleanor Roosevelt famously remarked, “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” Nobody, that is, except for my nine-year old daughter Sophie who sat next to me at the breakfast table gleefully mastering a week’s worth of New York Times math puzzles, while I thumbed through the Arts and Leisure section, looking for the latest gossip on my favorite TV show, GLEE.

“Mom. Mom. MOM!” Sophie interrupted my reading. “Can you help me with this one?”

09/16/2010 | | Special to the Jewish Week | Success Without The Tsuris

If I were a doctor or a lawyer, I might not get asked this question as often as I do: “How did you get into this line of work?” Apparently, to some folks, there’s something quixotic, exotic, and perhaps idiotic about someone who does public speaking for a living.