About…

Hi there, I’m Zos

I’m Steve Rodzos (my friends call me “Zos” and you can too, because we’re friends now me thinks).

I’m a 20+ year Human Resources Professional and prior C-Suite Executive who a few moons ago, started on the assembly line after serving in Saudi Arabia during Desert Storm then went to college later in life and then blah, blah, blah….I left my last job as Chief Operating Officer to start my own thing; Fractional CHRO/COO & HR consulting stuff and recruiting stuff (riveting, eh?)

Most importantly, I’m an imperfect but happy husband to one, an imperfect but happy dad to four, and a happily perfect fan of sunshine and Jack Daniels. I like words and stuff too. Ok, onto this blog project…

This site has no particular mission per se other than to share thoughts, experiences, musings, etc. so that I can calm the voices in my head and connect with other folks who like to read-along and/or share their own experiences to perhaps join forces and form a “Community Of Catharsis Outlet”…a COCO if you will. Sure it’s spelled differently, but who doesn’t like the sound of “coco”? I guess vanilla people might not like it, but then they probably like taupe for their dining room paint and rice pudding for desert…which is cool, but just sayin’. Ok, back on point…why form COCO’s??…to tell stories, laugh, vent, commiserate, and maybe just to take break here-and-there to help calm the voices in all of our heads together. To that end, you’ll find a Personal COCO tab and a Professional COCO tab; I hope you find value and freely contribute to either one and/or both of them if you’re comfy doing so (but no pressure- also feel free to simply voyeur-out).

Ok, now that the tee-up of what this thing’s about is complete, onto what I’m sure are some burning questions, like “What’s with the finch as the blog’s symbol?” or “Why do you like Jack Daniels?” or “Why can I see a stray thin line shooting out from the light green border around your three pictures above?” or “Why does your finch logo look like baby chickens?” Glad you asked, I think I can clear these up fairly quickly.

What’s with the finch as the blog’s symbol? Well, I had originally thought about making this blog more badass with symbols and names like, “The Determined Fucking Falcon” or “The Hella Happy Hawk” or my fav, “The Titantically Terrific Teradactyl Who Doesn’t Care He’s Extinct”…but then I realized that while all of them are super catchy and roll smoothly off the tongue, they don’t capture the essence and reality of what I was going after. No one is always feeling “fucking determined”, no one is always “hella happy”, few people are always feeling “titantically terrific”, and even fewer are extinct flying reptiles. So what to do? I got to noodling a bit more on how I’ve felt in life and realized that life is really just a continuous series of storms followed by periods of wonderful fun or peaceful calm…over-and-over-and-over. And then it dawned on me…even though I’m not always feeling badass enough to be 100% determined, happy, or terrific enough to “plow through” life’s storms, I can always find the energy to “flit forward” enough to get through the storm until I reach the peaceful calm or wonderful fun in between and “enjoy the glides” while taking the joy in life and rebuilding my flit-energy for the next inevitable storm…just like the Finch- the flit and glide!! We can all be one with the Finch!

Why do you like Jack Daniels? It’s delish and has likely contributed a bit to the brain fog that leads me to thoughts that I like, like thoughts of titantically terrific teradactyls and what-not. And besides, I’ve always made great decisions whilst imbibing JD (said dryly).

“Why can I see a stray thin line shooting out from the light green border around your three pictures above?” I see it too and I have no idea how to fix it. Thanks for noticing- appreciated (once again, said dryly).

Why does your finch logo look like baby chickens? The answer here lies in some straight-away context that I think will be helpful in explaining this particular query: The Jolly Finch logo looks like baby chickens because I’m pretty sure they’re actually baby chickens- but I liked it…for some reason it reflects the inner-chi I was channeling when I created this site…no idea why. In other news, the bigger one is named Finnegan and the smaller one is Fianna…but don’t let her size fool you, she’s tough….in Irish and Scottish mythology, the Fianna were independent bands of warriors. Don’t mind me, I’m just showing off the fact that the DNA dudes decided to say I’m 27% Irish/Scottish…I always enjoy imagining this service is a bunch of dudes hanging out in their parents’ basements getting baked, laughing, making millions, saying shit like, “Bro…let’s make this 7’9″ white dude Asian and make that short Chilean chick a Bahamian from Bohemia and send them on a wild ancestral snipe-hunt!”

Thanks in advance to anyone who has read this far and will go on to read and comment on other content across my site. And to those who didn’t make it this far I can safely say, “screw you”…you know…because you didn’t make it this far…and you won’t ever see my “screw you” anyway…which is good, because that’d be rude and that’s not cool. Or wait…is it still rude anyway? Wait…if a tree falls in the forest and no one’s there to hear it….whatever…thanks to anyone who read any of this!