Category Archives: Making It

It is December of 2000 and I am in trouble. Even as the corpse of the dot com boom is being necropsied, my wife is giving me hell for my out-of-control addiction: obscure guitars. With good reason. I have managed … Continue reading →

This is how I start at Microsoft in 1996: of 10 people who interview me, the man who becomes my boss is the only one who doesn’t want to hire me. And he is the sweetest guy you could ever … Continue reading →

The story begins not with a bang, but with a whimper. It is high school, and my counselor is puzzled. You have so much potential, Tom. Why aren’t you using it? She probably means well, but it hurts and it makes … Continue reading →