As I ran a series of red lights, I finally realized that I had once written one of George W. Bush’s State of the Union addresses for him. I was overcome with shame.
When I arrived at business school, we were asked to define what an innovation was.
“Innovation is a single piece of glass,” I said profoundly.
In large capital letters on the whiteboard, the instructor wrote GRASS: THE FIRST INNOVATION.
I tried to ride a horse to the coffeeshop but it wouldn’t stop defecating.