My 5-Year Plan

Jim Carrey once wrote himself a check for $20 million.

In five years, I will have helped at least 1 million people get their dream jobs.

I’m going to create the fastest-growing, most obviously effective training and coaching program in the world.

Those who work with me will be unable to imagine working anywhere else. We will have a culture unsurpassed by 99.99% of other organizations.

To Do:

  • Finish Grow With Google Scholarship Challenge course
  • Complete the Mobile Web nanodegree program with a GWG scholarship
  • Complete the Google News Data thing [update this] program
  • Complete that other Data News [update this] program

Just to show I can and because I can, create kickass eLearning using HTML5, JavaScript, and After Effects that surpasses anything and everything I ever made with Flash.

To Do in 2018:

  • Complete every After Effects course at
  • Launch Coding After 40 and Coding After 50

Dream Journal #3-4


My wife’s boss (let’s call her Linda) tells my wife (let’s call her Joan) that, in addition to her duties at their employer, she is producing Death of a Salesman and just lost her lead actor. Linda asks if I’d be interested in the role. Joan asks and I agree. Linda says they start on Saturday so I should show up at 6pm.

I arrive on Saturday to find they aren’t starting rehearsals–it is opening night. I explain to Linda that I don’t know any of the lines so she gives me a dark and blurry copy of the script. I tell her I can’t read it and she responds by reading it aloud. I say that patrons don’t want to pay to watch me read from a script (if I could) while others around me try to act. Linda says theater-goers don’t really care.

I try explaining that I’ve neither seen nor read Death of a Salesman (in real life, I think I saw it thirty years ago but, I’m sorry, it didn’t leave an impression).

Patrick freaking Stewart arrives and tells he’s really looking forward to seeing my performance. I then have a flashback — yes, a flashback in a dream — remembering that I saw the beginning of it but had to leave. I tell Patrick Stewart I saw it when Nathan Lane played Willy Loman.

My boss (we’ll call him Pete) arrives and asks me if I’m worried about embarrassing myself. I say no, I’m neither embarrassed nor nervous but offended that they’re unwilling to cancel the show and take money (with no intention of giving refunds) for this fiasco. I say I’m not going to do it and he starts telling me to calm down, grabbing my wrists and asks me if I’m drunk.

I leave and, as I’m walking home, other random, weird stuff happens.


I went back to college — like, to live on campus. My wife (let’s call her Ginnifer)¬†was there, too but it wasn’t clear if she was also a student. I may also have been working on the campus. We were both really popular. A couple friends and I were watching The Shining 2 on a big screen in the student lounge and oodles of our other friends came to hang out with us.

Both sides of our family — my wife’s and I — totally got along and hung out together.

Yeah, it was a nice dream.

More Hmm …

And I think I’ll muster up the courage to start writing again. It’s been almost fifteen years since I wrote professionally.

Time to start believing in and living the dream again.

So, how might these two posts relate to my slumbering ConvictsWhoCode project?

Hmm …

Helping people … hmm …