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The Split Personality of Ralph Carlson

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One of my personal handicaps is a very left brain dominated persona.  I was always drawn to analytical work during my life.  Originally I believed that I just didn’t know how to relate to people- or more immediately know what to say to them after hello. I was long convinced that people (or specifically me) were born with a personality and that you couldn’t change it.  Fortunately I gradually discovered that I had more potential to be relatable.  My current personality may not be as charismatic as Bill Clinton but I’m working on it.

Over the years I developed a sarcastic edge which with my wife’s guidance I have managed to hobble.  I always thought that sarcasm (kidding) was just fun.  My wife assures me that it is not and that I have absolutely no sense of humor.  Lately, people on the web have told me that I have a dry sense of humor.  I find that hard to believe but I also know that I can learn anything I choose.  So among my endeavors, I am trying to hone my funny bone.  One part of that dimension of my life, is another blog I contribute to  called Cantankerous Old Coots. While Ralph Carlson Blog panders to my left brain analyzing and organizing information in logical bites, Cantankerous Old Coots is a place to let my right brain play. [continue reading…]

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What is Success?

If you are nearing retirement age, you probably think you know about success. You formed those images long ago and they guided you along as you raised your family and worked your way up the corporate ladder. You might have measured success by your possessions, the achievements of your kids or how impressive your job title or street address was. Looking back, you might feel please with your accomplishments. More likely you are disappointed because you failed to achieve the dreams you started with. You may also have discovered along the way that goals that you thought would be very satisfying are empty. Your kid got into an Ivy League school but now that he graduated, you never see him. Your fancy house sits empty and is a money pit. And that’s just if you are successful. Maybe you didn’t come close to your dreams. You retired out of a dead end job you hated, your kids work at McDonald’s and your house is a shack. Well the good news is that it doesn’t matter. When you retire, you start all over. [continue reading…]

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