tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881322036952884343.post8645121485579656273..comments2023-08-28T22:12:52.722-04:00Comments on Fearless by default: Day four hundred and eighty six ... Sitting at the feet of the giants.F. Alex Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06379826763682437312noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881322036952884343.post-76028935786602735912009-05-03T10:04:00.000-04:002009-05-03T10:04:00.000-04:00I'm telling you ... It was the suit. Okay maybe no...I'm telling you ... It was the suit. Okay maybe not. <br /><br />One the first lessons in journalism my father taught me was, no matter what, always act like you are supposed to be there. This came from having to cover many events for which he had no credentials combined with an unwillingness to pay at the gate. A good lesson in confidence.<br /><br />Excellent post! It was my pleasure that you and Jodi made it to both of my shows yesterday. I think the band is going to be called the Big Gulps. At least that was the last consensus. Nice job, again, on your post. Talk to you soon.Running Hard Out Of Muskrat Flatshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06175079462074186790noreply@blogger.com