With so much going on it’s easy to get out of the loop. Where did this guy come from?
“Quote For The Day” http://feedly.com/k/12uPXlY
Ok… Maybe, just maybe…
NYTimes: Sony Meets Outspoken Investor, but Courtesy Reigns
What dark part of me finds these kinds of guys admirable? But the fact is… I do.
And right behind the interview with Kevin Powers warfare today and the future. What is with the Obama administration and drones?
I always thought that once the communication loop was completely closed, where we all had access to the same information… we all knew that we were all the same… love, desires, needs… that through this we we just get along. Hasn’t happened.
This a great interview. I will be reading this.
WTNS is part of this.
I shall be blunt. I have come to detest Facebook. I never have “got” and have always thought Twitter was annoying, aggravating, ugly, shallow, oddly exclusive and like Facebook another variation on social structures about as deep as the seating arrangements in a high school cafeteria.
Having said this I really enjoy Tumblr. Fundamentally it seems to attract my kind of people. Ok the erotic photo thing is an odd little blip but in general the quality of the material is concise, thoughtful and quite often remarkable.
Tumblr adds to my life and doesn’t make me feel that I have wasted another chunk of it.
Tumblr, thanks for being there. You give me hope.
This was great. 3 amazing ideas, fully developed, on thier feet and on their way. All of them visonary. All of them pure. All of them a positive link to the future. Not one indication of some carpet bagging, reality TV, fratboy party snow job… real stuff and what wonderful people.
And bar Rufian is the kinda joint that makes you want to move to the neighborhood so you can hang out there. I am so glad I went.
I’m in love.
Let's be honest I have been going through a period of pondering exactly where this project fits into things. I feel it's an important contribution to I guess one could say "the world." Others feel that way too. The Start Up world has seemingly got so tawdry. Build it, Promote it, sell it off. Repeat.
It's great to find a like mind out there who is not a closer family member. I like how Anil thinks. Take a listen and check his blog. He's only been at for the last 14 years.
OK I’ve neglected this blog. I’ve been busy and I really had little to say in the context of spilling it. I guess I feel like spilling it again. These days there is much to spill about. I will try my best to spill more.
So I went for my run this morning. I always think I will hate it and I always get something from it… I won’t be so hypocritical to say I love it. I’d it’s something between tolerate and enjoy. Anyway a slow km… it is what it is, I’m not in training.
Today’s ponderance was: What the hell is my fixation with success all about. And were not talking about making a perfect waffle, were talking about buying a decrepit modernista building on Plaza Kennedy and installing a planet changing startup that will save the planet, reinvent education and feed the starving.
It’s always been this with me. There is always this hunger to get ahead, win respect, have people both love and fear me. I’m always selling something and it often makes me want to take a shower.
Listen, it’s had it’s good points my career in commercials for example but when really break it down what am I really looking for. I really don’t care about money. I’ve had money. I remember my first big check from adland… I bought a bicycle… ok it was a nice bike but not one of the current $5,000 ones you see the guys with the tight pants, click in shoes and aero helmets riding to their local Starbucks for their morning lattes.
No with me it’s much deeper and more complicated and dare I say it… messed up.
When my daughter was born I went though a phase of ignoring the this hunger. And when I came back from visiting the Saharawi and laid on the couch for 6 months with Rheumatoid Arthritis because of “the camel” I too experimented with letting things just flow. But the end result of both of these periods was that… good or bad, nothing happened.
So this notion of being “driven”, where does it come from? If I were for example an otter I would probably be happy with floating on my back eating oysters, wresting with my other otter buddies and probably having sex with an occasional otterette.
I think our drive to “be successful” is mixed blessing. Sure it allowed us to make the pyramids and the I Phone but really do we really need either of them.
I think in my case this success thirst is tied directly to two things, my childhood and not eating enough oysters.