Economic Seasons
Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. That’s it, nice and slow. Now repeat after me, “O—Mau—Nee—May—Paw—Dra—Oom.” Again, and keep breathing – in, out, in, out. There, now don’t you feel better?
Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. That’s it, nice and slow. Now repeat after me, “O—Mau—Nee—May—Paw—Dra—Oom.” Again, and keep breathing – in, out, in, out. There, now don’t you feel better?
Nice to have you back for another issue. As for the Presidential election, at this writing, the results aren’t yet
This past June, I walked the streets of Nicollet aware of an extraordinary flurry of activity. Garages were cleaned and decorated, tents and tables popped up on lawns, and harried parents conveying carloads of provisions looked as if they were mounting a major relief effort.
Summer has not been hot a lot, and we have a beautiful leafy September yet to come, which translates to even more free time to read the latest Connect Business Magazine. Hope you enjoyed Labor Day. Buckle your seat belts and away we go…
This is my first “green” column. Before sitting down to write, I took a couple tranquilizers to slow my respiration which will lower my output of carbon dioxide and thereby reduce my carbon footprint. I mounted the treadle mechanism from an old sewing machine under my desk, cut a hole in the desktop and ran a discarded fan belt up to a recycled generator that is now powering my computer.
Welcome to another edition of Connect Business Magazine. Hope you greatly enjoyed last issue—you must have, at least somewhat, or you wouldn’t be back. So buckle your seatbelt, set off some July 4 fireworks, and away we go………
Question: Which city in the Connect Business Magazine reading area has five colleges for students to attend? The answer—and surprisingly, especially given recent history—is Fairmont.
Along with the welcome chirps of returning robins, spring brings an unpleasant sucking sound I hear every April 15. That’s when the government extends a vacuum hose from the treasury to my savings account to siphon off more of the nuts I’ve squirreled away. The pattern is so predictable, I give it little more than a passing thought. I simply frown and bear it.
Spring is near, and so are robins—and also hundreds of thousands of southern Minnesota and northern Iowa retail shoppers, who