From Ghoulies, Ghosties, Long-leggedity beasties,
And all those phantom fears lurking ‘neath our beds in the dark of night,
Good Lords deliver us.
Happy All Hallows Eve from
all the BartsBooks crew. 
Author
What’s Funny About Business?
Work Wit: Making an Entrance…Our CEO rides his electric scooter to departmental meetings. He loves the special pocket for his FitBit.
Afterthought. Gadgetophilia is the state of being over-teched and out of touch.
5th Annual Delaware River Cleanup
On a sunny Saturday morning of September 17, Bart and Lorraine joined another 300 muddy, joyful souls along the banks of the Delaware for the 5th Annual Delaware River Cleanup.
Most groups labored by foot, but we joined the canoe crew filling out boats with old chairs and pipes to ancient steering wheels – and a horrendous amount of plastic bottles. All great fun with a marvelous group of environmentally conscious folks.
Telecommuting – Biggest Blunders, Cleverest Strategies
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Bart Jackson rolls out a groaning board filled with effective tactics for those working remotely – and those managing teams of remote workers. Our favorite strategy? Mark Twain’s time management solution.
How do you work when the old office disappears? You reach into your inventive imagination and create new ways to reach out. Host Bart Jackson brings forth a broad-ranging Remote Work vision designed to help you master this new freedom and seize the opportunities. With an entrepreneurial approach, Bart guides you through home and mobile office setup; managing the oceans of unstructured time; building bonds and communication flows, and even the art of remotely feeding your personal ambitions. Executives also are proffered effective methods for efficiently achieving unity from afar. Tune in and discover how to keep business personal and fun from wherever you are participating.
My Thanks to You Thanksgiving 2021
Life swirls on all about us unrelentingly. Perhaps it is the ceaseless exposure to television dramas, novels, and cinema that have us viewing our lives in a series of episodes. Events hurtle upon us – we struggle – face down the challenges, then it is over. Behind us. We move expectantly to a new chapter. But Life with Covid refuses to wrap up so neatly. In the fugue of our lives, this plague storms on as a dark, dominant theme, then gets pushed into the background as other dramas unfold and take center stage, capturing our attention. Couples unite, love triumphs, man’s inevitable inhumanity rages against our compassion…the layers of life pile on. Yet the plague keeps re-emerging, varying, but it never quite resolves. It remains one of several stubborn scowling characters, spurning all calls to exit, that we must push to the fringe of our thought. And, marvelously, we do just that!
This November 2021, I stand struck by the resiliency of the people around me. Be the gathering real or virtual, after a quick news swap of booster benefits and fears, the mood invariably shifts. Folks bubble with that verve of celebration. Hope is joyfully expressed to me constantly from masked mouths; and for the first time in too darn long, I listen to words of gratitude. Last year, I recall penning a post comparing our times with the Pilgims’ example of hopeful thanksgiving as they entered harsh winter with more than half of their numbers lost. It was meant as a plea to seek out whatever reeds of hope we each could muster. This year, I find that message as obsolete as diesel fuel for a Tesla.
With so many expectations shattered, we seem to be gathering up shiny realizations of thankfulness from the pieces. And that feeling of gratitude, I truly believe, is not limited to this man’s narrow experience. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. Humankind’s unquenchable quest to celebrate with joyous thanksgiving defies circumstance, and is as innate and natural as any of our “inevitable” sins.
So this Thanksgiving, allow me to raise my glass to all of you harboring hope and gratitude. You raise our spirits as we face the next chapter, and we will pass it on.
Wishing you Every Success,
– Bart Jackson