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In other news #7

02.28.2005

babblingdweeb

I’m Gay Bear

Wow and I thought I was having a good day. Aparently when asked what dysfunctional Care Bear I am; I must now respond: Gay Bear. I was going for Bondage Bear too…damnit!!

Gay Bear

Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?

I just became a statistic

02.25.2005

babblingdweeb

My blog is void of thought

Like a few of my fellow bloggers, I have been on a mini break…work has been on overdrive for me this week. End of month and end of fiscal year information and decisions need to be made and for some reason my office thinks I have some input that is worth while. Awesome. Now if I just knew what “input” was. Things are busy, but I am happy to say that I am busy working on what I enjoy the most right now.

-=NERD ALERT=-
I am currently pricing out all new computer equipment for our office; I’m looking to roll-out an entire new infrastructure [backbone] that will allow our company to flex our creative muscle while (hopefully) allowing room for growth over a five year period. It has been a long time spent in planning for me. Between budget cuts and other setbacks it has been a reality I have been holding out for.

-=TANGENT ALERT=-
You see, my dream job is to start my own company where I help business rebuild themselves from the inside. Every business process, every step in the line, every bit that becomes a byte I want to make more efficient, effective and accurate. I want to expand my firm to employ people that help companies improve employee moral; help their company find their missing passion and make it their new drive.

I am not looking to be rich in terms currency, but rich in my heart. What measurable would that be then? Passionate, innovative, creative emotions. For me there is no greater wealth.

Why is this what I have been holding out for? Well it was almost time for me to look for a new job; to give up on this one. I hate giving up. That is one of my greatest strengths and my greatest weaknesses. This stepping stone of an experience was losing its stock value with every few months that passed. Not because of some missing computer equipment: because of missing drive. No job is perfect and in seeing that, no office is perfect either. Problems will always be barriers -only if you let them be. Our company has been letting the cruxes stay cruxes. Our issues became holes that swallowed our passions, our drive and our moral. The same story has been told before; just by a different view, by a different person at a different company.

I feel change is on the horizon and I will not be let down. Change is hard to accept for some. I am looking forward to it, and all of the struggles, lessons and improvements it will bring.

“Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.”
– King Whitney Jr.

While I am lacking in posting I am not lacking in my other [new] passion: reading. I have been trying to read and relax when I come home so as I don’t lose the “creative kick” I am on right now. I finished another book this week and I am half way through a new one. I had a few suggested short stories by a coworker that I will have to read and report back on. With every sentence I read I feel like I am relearning emotions through the eyes of others and seeing subjects in new lights, or just reaffirming old concepts.

“Everybody has the ability to free associate, but society tends to frown on active fantasies. Beyond a certain age, we stop playing games, ‘let’s pretend’, ‘what if,’ and all that. It goes on in your head anyway, but at some point you start to feel guilty. You know, you listen to a symphony and imagine that you’re the conductor, and there you are, conducting like crazy, but then you get to be a grown man, and you say, ‘Gee, I’d hate for anybody to know that I’m pretending I’m conducting the symphony.’ But that kind of fantasy life is the real key to problem solving at every level. It’s certainly the primary tool for problem solving in art, whether it’s painting or dancing or choreography or directing films or writing scripts or writing novels or whatever.” Creative problem solving is a form of innovative learning.
– Snipped from: On Becoming a Leader, The Leadership Classic; Updated and Expanded; By: Warren Bennis; pg.69; Comment from movie director Pollack

Tuesday night I read this paragraph and I felt at peace that it’s okay for me to dream the way I dream and pretend the way I pretend. My imagination is one thing I pray I will never lose and second on my list of “endless supply” possessions I want with me if I am ever trapped on a desert island. First on the list? My mind.

Porn, DVD, TV, electricity, Playboy Playmates, condoms, alcohol, clean water, food and books fighting out for the spots ranked third through tenth of course. I’m not that intellectual after all.

Enjoy the weekend!

In other news #6

02.22.2005

babblingdweeb

Books are talking

While Google hits are rising. I have no decent books on my shelf in the office to try this one with…however, I will have to try this when I get home. Follow along at home kids, you too can play the game!!

Here are the rules @ Bottling up the crazy: Because I like bandwagon jumping

In other news #5

02.22.2005

babblingdweeb

My blog is for sale

Not really, I just thought that since today is national “support imprisoned bloggers day” that I ought to do something to celebrate with the masses…right? Check out: Committee to Protect Bloggers for more info.

My soul is not for sale either.

Mondays are always busy

02.21.2005

babblingdweeb

So here is something to cheer you up

I love cheesy humor and one of my friends sent this to me…I could read this over and over without getting bored. Hey dorks rule!

1. A vulture boards an airplane, carrying two dead raccoons. The stewardess looks at him and says, “I’m sorry, Sir, only one carrion allowed per passenger.”

2. Two fish swim into a concrete wall. The one turns to the other and says… “Dam!”.

3. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a fire in the craft. Not surprisingly it sank, proving once again that you can’t have your kayak and heat it too.

4. Two hydrogen atoms meet. One says “I’ve lost my electron,” The other says “Are you sure?” The first replies “Yes, I’m positive.”

5. Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocain during a root canal? His goal: transcend dental medication.

6. A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. “But why?” they asked, as they moved off. “Because”, he said, “I can’t stand chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer.”

7. A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named “Ahmal.” The other goes to a family in Spain; they name im “Juan.” Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, “They’re twins! If you’ve seen Juan, you’ve seen Ahmal.”

8. These friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and begged the friars to close. They ignored him. So, the rival florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to “persuade” them to close. Hugh beat up the friars and trashed their store, saying he’d be back if they didn’t close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that only Hugh, can prevent florist friars.

9. Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him …(Oh, man, this is so bad, it’s good)….. A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

10. And finally, there was the person who sent ten different puns to his friends, with the hope that at least one of the puns would make them laugh. No pun in ten did!

TGIF

02.18.2005

babblingdweeb

One for the road

Has anyone seen this blog yet? The Blogs is awesome! If only I had a little more time on my hands…

Enjoy the weekend!