Just-in-Time Learning: Why We Learn Best Right Before We Need To

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Why the Best Learning Often Happens Five Minutes Before You Need It Last month I needed to change a headlight bulb in our 2021 Jeep Grand Cherokee. I popped the hood, looked around, and found absolutely nothing that made any sense. No obvious access point. No visible bulb housing. Just an engine compartment apparently designed […]

Did You Choose The Right Career Path?

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Graduation photos capture a beginning—but they never show the quiet questions that follow years later. This essay is about second thoughts, mid-career honesty, and why changing your mind doesn’t mean your younger self was wrong.

What Prostate Cancer Taught Me About Radical Acceptance

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I used to think of cancer as something that arrived with sirens and spotlights, the kind of story that begins with a dramatic symptom or a terrifying scan. Mine started at a routine checkup, with a casual question about adding a PSA test because my dad once had prostate cancer. One ordinary decision, one extra box checked on a lab order, and a quiet number on a screen that began rewriting the story I thought I was living.

The Strange Economics of Free Food

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Put a tray of donuts on a conference table and charge a dollar each. Half the room passes. The other half debates it. Make them free — and suddenly everyone eats a donut. At least one person eats three. The colleague who swore off sugar is on their second before the meeting starts. Nothing about the donuts changed. Only the price did.

The Office Chair Market Is Completely Unhinged

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A self-described non-complicated consumer walks into a university procurement showroom to pick an office chair. What follows is an afternoon of unnecessary lever-pulling, questionable lumbar decisions, and the slow realization that the $17 billion office chair market has opinions about your spine that it will not keep to itself.

Think You Have Good Judgment? There’s a Test for That.

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Most leadership assessments tell you how you communicate or show up. The Judgment Index did something different. It showed me how I think, where I create friction without realizing it, and why self-awareness matters more than I thought.

What People Who Love Their Jobs Have in Common

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Most people who genuinely love their jobs are not doing glamorous work. They are teaching someone, healing someone, building something, or keeping something important from falling apart. I asked a simple question online and got 66 answers back. Underneath the wildly different job titles was the same pattern: people love work that matters, work they have gotten good at, and work they have stayed with long enough to see the impact.

When Was the Last Time You Did Absolutely Nothing?

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We pride ourselves on being efficient. On getting things done. On keeping seventeen balls in the air without dropping any. And yet the best decisions I’ve ever made didn’t come from meetings or data or planning sessions. They came from doing absolutely nothing — and that’s the part nobody wants to talk about.

Why I Miss Clinical Veterinary Practice Nine Years Later

Chad Brown speaking on stage beside a large presentation screen displaying “From Darrowby to Today: A Modern Veterinarian’s Reflection on the World of James Herriot” during an Iowa PBS event.

I thought I was signing up for some charming British television, a little nostalgia, and a few comments about how veterinary medicine has changed since the 1930s. Instead, I found myself looking backward. Somewhere between Darrowby and Des Moines, I realized that for the first time in nine years, I genuinely missed clinical practice.