Murphy Daley's Blog

Last week We took a family trip to Knott’s berryfarm. Veronica invited a friend –Thank you Henry for being willing to ride the roller coasters!—and a good time was had by all. At the end Chris and Veronica went on … Continue reading →

“Would it be okay if I brought my keyboard?” My friend was having a party. We’d met at the place where I do my open mic, but she always had to work on open mic night. As I was getting … Continue reading →

It’s halfway through the year, but more than a year since I butchered my left pointer finger. I caught it in a  spinning knife—an immersion blender is what they are called. I was so horrified, I wrapped it in a … Continue reading →

I am recording the audio files for the handbook I just published. This is the fifth book I’ve published, but the first one I’ve made into an audiobook.When I published my first book 15 years ago, the new format choice … Continue reading →

Immersive language learning is the best way to learn. I was in Russia as a nineteen year old, desperate to make friends and get away from the tiny apartment where my family lived. I had to learn the language so … Continue reading →

The alarm wakes me before the sun rises. Working east coast hours I get ready to meet my day. I gather my bible and journal to sit on my patio. I would be cold if I didn’t have slippers and … Continue reading →

March 5th I published The AV Project Manager handbook. It is my 5th published book I have published books on Amazon, so I know how. Writing a book is a lot of work. I’ve done it enough times to respect … Continue reading →

I have plans. I want to reach for all that is possible. Big goals and big plans. I could plan out what needs to happen to get to where I wanted to be. First I would have to organize this, … Continue reading →

This is my backyard. Our dog runs around out there. We had a drought, and we were riding the fine line. How do we water the grass while still conserving water? We tried a lot of things, including planting a … Continue reading →

Monday was Memorial Day, and in my home—the house of history—we remember war time stories. The TV channels find all the war movies to show, and D-Day and Normandy beach flash before our eyes. Those heroes, so many that didn’t … Continue reading →