By Barry Goss
When I first spoke to Mark Joyner on the phone, over 2 years ago, my energy level was instantly put on an imaginary screen in front of my face. Wherever I looked or moved my headphone-strapped noggin, there was this floating screen.
What was it showing me?
These flashing words: “Ramp it up buddy … this Man’s a mover, shaker, somebody who has quick wits and the mental energy of soda-pop gussling DJ.”
But, somehow I knew, this wasn’t just about feeling the rampant over-the-phone energy of somebody on a temporary ’sugar high’ - unless, of course, my mind thought, we was just excited to talk to me.
