Carnival

Greg and I went to Metropolitan Coffee Sunday afternoon and watched the snow while we drank hot chocolate. It was a good way to spend some time. We had planned to go see a movie, but the snow was just too enticing. Mother Nature always puts on a better show.
While we were there, I was asking Greg for some help on a website redesign. I’m trying to think through if someone comes to my website, how do they find what they’re looking for quickly and easily. I was trying to figure out how to write the “About me” section you would expect.
“I think of you as a carnival,” Greg said.

He went on to say that you’re walking down the midway, there’s food on one side, games on the other. There’s information booths, interesting speeches, the occasional high speed ride, always the bells and whistles.

I asked, “Is there cotton candy?”
“Always cotton candy,” he said.

“Is it colorful?”
“There are more colors than are physically possible in the rainbow,” he said.

He continued with, You’re the carnival barker at all the booths, but you say something different when you see something bright and shiny. And when you go down the midway, all the stuffed animals are hanging up, but they’re all yours. And there’s glitter. Everywhere. Even on the people.

Greg was kind enough to not say it was “loud,” but I suppose that’s understood.

It’s always interesting to see how others perceive you..