Doodoo Brown Cauliflower

So the day began with a sudden eye opening experience with a group I call the masterminds. This lovely group of men brought to my attention that I am a train wreck when it comes to writing using proper English grammar.  As they proceeded to teach me how to properly write a blog, the experience turned into the scene in The Matrix 2 where there were a whole lot of people saying a bunch of different things all at once--but there was no cursing. (By the way, that movie was not that bad, everyone!)

I also realized that it is much harder controlling my thoughts  with friends than with strangers. Why is that? Is it the first impression jitters, or is it just my comfort level? Or maybe it is like being able to fart in front of an old girl friend?

This conundrum preoccupied me so much that I found my self stud-daring with a client like a kid on prom night! Later on, I got a lovely text message from my wife stating: "Maybe you should blog about not paying any attention to anything... Way to buy doodoo brown cauliflower."

So the question I put out is this: How do I stay present and be fully aware of my thoughts without letting them spill out?