Sudoku Master for Palm

A few weeks back, my mother told me that my father was into “Sudoku” puzzles. I hadn’t heard of them, and when she told me they were math puzzles, I mentally rolled my eyes and quickly forgot about them.

The next time I went home to visit, my father called me into his office and handed me a paper off his printer tray so fresh that it was still warm to the touch.

“Try it,” he ordered, “You can only have the numbers one through nine in any given line vertical or horizontal and each box of nine you can only have one of each number one through nine too.”

I whined. I hate number puzzles. I’m a WORD person. I don’t like math. But he said “I’m timing you, I did mine in 40 minutes,” — and I can seldom resist that sort of challenge.

So I started. And started over. And scratched my head. And finally — something clicked and it started coming together. And, I beat his record.

Now, a couple weeks after that day, I find that there are a number of Sudoku puzzle programs for the Treo. I had to buy one to try it out. Continue reading

Direct Mail Marketing Tips – What NOT to Do

I accepted a new client last week. He asked me for help with his marketing approach. He was disappointed in his return on a recent direct mail campaign and needed a bit of direction on this and and other marketing issues and projects.

He had done several things right:

1.) He had his assistant hand-address the envelopes.
2.) He had her attach REAL stamps to each envelope.
3.) He had included a small, unique give-away item in each envelope.
4.) He hand-signed each letter.

After sending out several hundred letters over the course of three weeks, not a single response was logged. So he called me…I reviewed his situation through a phone conference and I think the details are important enough to share with other small business folks attempting the same approach to marketing via snail mail.

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It Feels Like Winter

Cold weather makes me take a moment to think about life. Life is good. This morning, when I got up (from a toasty-warm bed), it was cold in the cabin. Quite a chill hung in the air.

Then my husband got up and said “Want a fire? Are you cold?” and immediately began the wood-burning stove ritual to get a blazing fire roaring.

Life is good. I spent some time with my sister yesterday and she stayed the night. After I finished work, we went to the Amish food store and got an armload of nuts and dried fruits and fresh fall apples. Then, we went to my favorite cheese place — a family owned business in Casey County called Zimmerman’s Homestead Cheese. They make the BEST cheese in the world there. We buy several pounds from them every month. (There’s a reason I say my family is “cheesy,” I suppose.) When we started eating organic, cheese was the thing we missed most — then I found Zimmerman’s. Continue reading

Turning Leaves and the Urge to Purge

This weekend, when I blinked, all the leaves turned. I was watching them carefully. I knew that there would be a quick turn this year, I knew the colors wouldn’t last long — you can just tell these things — especially when many of the tree leaves go from green to brown and crispy in a matter of hours.

But, we had a bit of chill in the air, and then the drizzle set in… and now everything is yellow and red and brown –and falling quickly.

And as we go into the end of the year, I look around at my own stuff and feel a bit like a tree myself — like I need to be rid of stuff, like I need to shed a few layers of “things” that are clinging to me, weighting me down too. Between the time that the leaves begin to change and the time that the calendar flips over to a new year, I get the undeniable urge to purge. It’s almost a physical thing for me. I MUST get rid of stuff. Continue reading