For most of my years, the point of sale has been fixed at the front of the store. We shoppers have been gathering our goods and taking them to cashiers who manually key prices into registers and collect our cash (or Visa Cards, which were introduced the...

What’s good for healthcare providers is good for technology providers For the past ten days I’ve been embroiled in site visits and presentations at some of Australia’s leading hospitals. I’ve also addressed several gatherings of technology...

The hungry Bermuda Triangle is out my window to the west. I’m on a nine-hour flight between Washington DC and Sao Paul to address I Simpósio Internacional de Farmácia Hospitalar e Clínica. My title is “Traceability and Patient Safety in the Drug...

Hmm. There’s more than one way you could take that, huh? Like Someday when I get around to it (I’m not sure) I may admit that I was wrong about something. Actually, I’ve been thinking about the concept of admitting wrong. So don’t get your hopes...

Were you mesmerized when Adele nailed Rolling in the Deep at the Grammy’s? I was. It's a song of regret over love that could have been, summarized repeatedly with, “We could have had it all.” But the mud that stuck to my wall was the climax:...

I’ve stayed at hundreds of hotels across the nation and in 31 countries. My kids say I’m a hotel snob. When a Kimpton Hotel is in town, it's a no brainer, unless there’s more than one. The interior design appeals to my side of the brain. The fresh,...

Snow falling in record quantities has not deterred God’s smaller creatures from visiting the bird feeder outside my window. Nor has it impacted their access behaviors. Presently, black-capped chickadees are having a free for all—two, then five, now...

The Rest of the (Thankful for an MRI?) Story The MRI, if not the nightly pain, prompted me to sign up for the rotator-cuff repair, a 70-minute procedure that was successfully completed on Tuesday afternoon (12/13). It was difficult to keep count, but...

Grateful for an MRI Well, I went in for an MRI, and the diagnosis was not good: Claustrophobia. But I’m getting ahead myself. While studying x-rays of my shoulder, my doc ordered an MRI. I told him we were nearing eight on the pain scale and...

If you grew up in church, you probably know about eating Sunday school paste. My kids liked the hint of wintergreen. Good thing it was harmless because a lot of kids dipped, and more than a few liked it. But hey, no harm, no foul. Not so for the...