Leap of Faith
I saw a guy on the news tonight named Steve Carse. Steve used to work for the now infamous AIG. He was a product analyst and said that he spent his days looking at spreadsheets. In the AIG bloodbath Steve lost his job. He said that he thought about it and decided that he did not want to look for another job in the corporate sector. Instead he decided to start his own business selling gourmet popsicles.
He sells his popsicles out of a cart on a street corner in Atlanta. He sells such flavors as pineapple-blood orange, mango-habenero, tangerine-rosemary, chocolate-sea salt and mango-chili. The pops are such a big hit that a store is soon to follow. One man interviewed at the cart said that he liked Steve’s story and always tries to support start-up businesses. Steve says that he is truly happy creating new flavors and making the pops from scratch.
Food for thought! (ok I couldn’t resist)
Posted on July 6, 2010, in The Main Idea. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
First Steps the Hardest 
No One
by Aly and AJ [come to mind]
I am moving through the crowd
Trying to find myself
Feel like a guitar thats never played
Will someone strum away
[chorus]
And I ask myself
Who do I wanna be
Do I wanna throw away the key
And invent a whole new me
And I tell myself
No one,no one
Don’t wanna be
No one,but me
You are moving though the crowd
Trying to find yourself
Feeling like a doll left on the shelf
Will someone take you down
[chorus]
And you ask yourself
Who do I wanna be
Do I wanna throw away the key
And invent a whole new me
Gotta tell yourself
No one,no one
Don’t wanna be
No one,but me
Your life plays out on the shadows of the wall
You turn the light on to erase it all
You wonder what its like to not feel worthless
So open all the blinds and all the curtains
No one,no one
Don’t wanna be
No one,but me
We are moving through the crowd
—
Lyrics submitted by Esther.
http://www.lyrics.com/no-one-lyrics-aly-aj.html
“Unwritten”
I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah