Happy Easter to all my friends and family from the Paul Gillespie Experience!
When I set out to write this post I had to pick a title. For the sake of all my readers I refrained from selecting “Oh, the Weather Outside Is Frightful” or something else Christmas-y because a) I’d rather not remind you that as I write this it’s freaking SNOWING, and b) I’m way past […]
(after this one) I don’t know about you, but I have limits. Sometimes those limits are pretty high – you could play Toto or Guns ‘n Roses or Florida-Georgia Line on repeat for days before I’d claw my ears off. And sometimes those limits are pretty low – when dishes aren’t done I don’t take excuses very […]
I’m disturbed. Not in that way – that’s not really a surprise to anyone. I’m disturbed with what Google things The Paul Gillespie Experience is. I just
T-minus three weeks. Less than month before I get to see some of the most fun people you’ll ever meet. Twenty-one days until diving and landing flat doesn’t result in broken bones, bruises or the need for a lot of ibuprofen the next morning. About 500 hours until my feet will be buried in the […]
If you’re in need of a sharp person who understands contracts I’ve got someone for you. I have a friend with whom I’ve worked (I know – I bet you never thought I’d ever figure out the proper usage of the word “whom”…but after 39 years
I’m kinda excited right now. Not because I got 18 hours of sleep in the past 30, although that was a pretty big highlight, as well (and probably a sign that it was one hell of a crazy busy/exhausting week). Nor because I’m sitting at Starbucks, drinking a