This just in: Tiger Woods is not perfect! And neither is his PR team
In a statement that shocked the entire world of sports, Tiger Woods admitted on Saturday that “he is human,” and “not perfect.” “Bullshit, he’s human,” said rival and regular Woods whipping boy Phil Mickelson, between bites of a Double Fat Boy Burger. “Have you ever seen him play golf? Humans don’t play golf like that. I don’t know what kind of shit he’s trying to pull, but he’s about as human as one of those Twilight vampires or whatever the hell they are.” “He said he wasn’t perfect?” said Ernie Els

Thank you, thank you, thank you . . .
Blogger's Note: Warning: Sappy, sissyish post follows. Read at your own risk. As I get ready for my favorite week of the year, I wanted to take a second to say thanks . . . to a lot of people. This was a big year for Crescenzo Communications. A year ago in October, I severed all ties with Ragan Communications, after teaching seminars for them (and writing for them and speaking at conferences and working in the consulting division) for 16 years. While I wasn't technically an employee . . . I was basically an employee. Ragan accounted for about 85 percent

Does this blog need a subtitle?
You know, it occured to me last night that my blog doesn’t have a subtitle. Most blogs, it seems, have subtitles. And usually, they involve the word “intersection.” As in, “Blogging at the intersection of communication and technology.” (Shel Holtz) “Blogging at the intersection of communications, PR and Social Media” (some guy who probably stole the idea from Shel Holtz.) “Advice at the intersection of work and life” (Penelope Trunk, the Brazen Careerist, who recently tweeted that she was “sitting in a board meeting, having a mis

I think I'm losing my mind . . .
I’ve always been a superstitious person. And when it comes to giving speeches and presentations, I’m REALLY superstitious. Which is odd, and strange, and almost pathetic, because I give hundreds of speeches and presentations a year. But, as I wrote in this space a couple of years ago, whenever I am speaking or giving a seminar, certain rigid protocols must be followed. With no exceptions.They are: The night before, in the hotel: My clothes must be laid out the same way, every time. First, they must be laid out o

Boy, you can't question Palin's Family Values!
Whew boy. You can say a lot of things about Sarah Palin—she’s a dipshit, she’s a moron, she’s a dingbat, she’s a comic book character—but you certainly can’t question her commitment to family values. Not after her recent appearance on Oprah. Now, I would rather glue my eyes shut with a hot glue gun than actually watch Oprah. But I happened to see a summary of the piggish one’s interview with Palin in the Chicago Sun Times, and couldn't help but read it.  After answering all the important questions about her wardr