Thanks To You Meddling Kids!
Recently, my daughters and I have been enjoying some vintage Scooby Doo episodes. At
the end of each episode, in a typically formulaic approach, the bad guy (after being unmasked) would utter something like, "Yeah, and I would've gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you meddling kids!"
It would appear as though Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy and Scooby stuck their noses where they didn't belong... and turned it into a career which spans generations.
What about your projects? Do you have a few of "those meddling kids" among your project team? Are you asking the right questions about your projects:
- Why are we doing this project?
- What are we trying to improve?
- What's wrong with the status quo?
- What will it do for our company?
- Who cares about this project?
- What can go wrong if we proceed?
Make sure you have somebody documenting these questions (and their answers) as you will invariably having people asking these same questions throughout the life cycle of your project, and it will help to have this information readily available so everyone gets the same answers. Let "those meddling kids" ask any questions they want... the only bad question is the one not asked. I was reading a post by Stephane Bourbonniere about e-Discovery projects. In this post, he talks about some of the right questions to ask... BEFORE he even launches into the project management issues. Yes, snooping around for clues is encouraged.
If you don't have any meddling kids on your project, if there are no people asking questions, if there are no hungry dogs sniffing around your project, I can only say one thing:
Jinkies, Shaggy!

As of writing this, I do not know if I'm addressing Sen. McCain or Sen. Obama. My message is the same, regardless of which one of you wins.
As a project management consultant, one question I receive very regularly is how to motivate the project team, especially if the project is long.
I'm currently in
I was planning on writing about risk analysis and quantification for this post, and I was wracking my brain to figure out a good segue into the topic. So I must remember to send a nice hand-written note to the executives at AIG, Morgan Stanley, Freddie and Fanny and Lehman Brothers. 
Having a pre-schooler in the house is a continual lesson in risk management. Try as I might to keep her from harm, the prevailing question in our house is not WHETHER we will go to the emergency room, but WHEN we will be heading there. I'm not sure what her guardian angel did to honk off the Almighty and wind up with my daughter as his responsibility, but I'll be sure to thank him some day. A typical soundtrack for any given day in our house sounds something like:
I love the Olympics (summer or winter games). Regardless of my schedule, I take time to watch and cheer as the world comes together. The variety of games and the diversity of skill to excel amazes me as I watch the peak of athletic prowess in action. (By the way, a gigantic Iowabiz CONGRATS to
In our offices, there is a different kind of summer game, and it seems to bring most projects to an excruciating halt in the 14 weeks between Memorial Day and Labor Day. I refer to it as the 14X40 Vacation Relay. The 40 hours a week you get are about as productive as a sloth at a relaxation clinic. You can't see it directly, but some of the color commentary sound like the following:
This summer, I've sought a few relaxation techniques to add balance and equilibrium to the life of this dad/husband/project manager/writer/speaker/college professor/other duties as assigned. One such pursuit has been the Native American flute. Keep in mind, I'm not very musically inclined. With the Native American flute, I don't really have to be. It works on a
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