WaterShapes World
As you see this on November 1, I'm already in the WaterShapes booth at the International Pool|Spa|Patio Expo in Orlando, saying hello to old friends, making new acquaintances and doing all I can to make the most of our participation at the show. It's a celebration for us - our twentieth time
I have two main objectives in asking you step on over to the WaterShapes booth during this year's International Pool|Spa|Patio Expo in Orlando: [ ] First, I want to chat with you about WaterShapes.com and get your thoughts on the huge set of changes and upgrades we've recently unveiled. Your feedback is
When I was a student, it generally upset me when a class came nowhere close to completing its agenda. This was especially true in college, but it even reached back into high school, when I'd feel almost cheated that the last five chapters of a 25-chapter textbook fell into some crack at the end of the year, never to be seen or heard from again. I could rationalize it in
I celebrated another birthday on September 9, and one of the coolest gifts I received was the word that a major renovation of WaterShapes.com was ready for final review - and would, crossing that hurdle, be ready for public launch alongside release of the September 20 edition of the WaterShapes newsletter - this very day! It's our first major update in several years and the first
Before I walk away from my little series of blogs on big transitions, I want to call attention to renovations, which I consider to be both a generational phenomenon as well as the greatest potential source of projects and market growth through the next
Ever since I completed my last WaterShapes World entry - the one on the passing of Herman Silverman and John Kelley, Jr. - I've found myself thinking about the coincidence of their having been 30 years apart in age - that is, with a conventional "generation" between them. It reminded me that
Two recent obituaries caught my eye, one for Herman Silverman, who passed away in May at age 97, the other for John Kelley Jr., who was just 67 when he died in June. I don't believe I ever met Herman Silverman, but I do recall hearing his name so often that
I've seen something of the future, and I'm afraid this part of it at least is going to be very, very sad. We've just returned from a glorious vacation that took me and Judy to Venice, Italy, to celebrate her retirement after a long career as a teacher. She'd been there before, more than 40 years ago, but I'd had to
I spent a couple strange hours the other day, surfing through Internet references to what I have discovered is a fairly lively Art-versus-Design debate. What I found was oddly interesting at first, but after a while, I began feeling underwhelmed by the whole discussion, which seemed mostly to be about trying to
In summers long past, I'd come home from work, get into my swimming trunks, grab the newspaper and a cooling beverage and head for the pool. On some days, I was left on my own for an hour's worth of drifting on my big float, not a care in the world. Before putting the cover back on the pool, I'd swim a couple dozen short laps and tend to any