Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Beauty in Simplicity: Red Horse and Nagaraya

I love ice cold Red Horse Beer, and Nagaraya plain Cracker Nuts. I just have to post a quick simple post saying that this fuels many late night projects and conversations. I speak to my mates in Oz, in the States in London, and they all want to know about two things.

Red Horse

and

Nagaraya Cracker Nuts.


Late Night Workings


If people ask me what I miss about Australia the list is vast and long, my mates, the ocean, coffee, food, fish, music... but if you could distill it down to two things its Coopers Red and $5 Pub Steaks.

If people ask me what I miss about California, the list is vast and long, my mates, the ocean, the coast, coffee, food, fish, music, but if you could distill it down to two things its Sierra Nevada and real Mexican Carnitas Burritos.

If people ask me what I miss about the American midwest the list is vast and long= but if you could distill it down to two things its Budweiser and Dennys.

The American South is Bud and Waffle House.

New York is the Bar 7B Bud and late night tokes with mates.

We get lonely in different places and the simple things in life make it all worthwhile.

Friday, December 19, 2008

The Demon in the Apple Core: As a Man Thinketh

“All of creation evolves. Life eats itself. Energy is never created or destroyed it moves from one form into the other.

entropy.”

I thought this when I was pushed for the answer on what I should do about projects at work. Weary from multitudes of meetings and deadlines with legions of clients- all of it spanning double digit time zones. In the middle you have the hard working team- juggling it all, working in the business, and trying to do the mandatory year strategy working on the business...Then, out of nowhere the surprise addition of my own personal life trials where in I had to figure out residence issues, less than a week from Christmas a challenge when I had already paid my rent till February...

Worrying about the bottom rungs of Maslow's Hierarchy of needs in the space of seconds your life shifts from self actualization to fight or flight response leaving you out and forlorn - reduced to grasping at straw as it floats by on the cool winter wind.

The ability to look at myself in third person brings me out of my arrogance into something much much more sureal...brutal truth and through it lessons in humility as I am a mere mortal man capable of so many mistakes. At the end of the day, I am the perfect manifestation of my life’s energy. I am the summation notation of every choice and step I have ever made. I am the Disney Concept - always forward.

I had strep throat my immune system was really run down, the Doctors said the work schedule, lifestyle and stress.

This month-few-weeks-past-days blended together often with little sleep conversing all night working with clients in North America. My dreams blink. My life has been a maelstrom of activity, new babies born to friends who have just lost their jobs, friends leaving the country, new ones arriving all in all this is epic...a nexus of sorts, an epicenter of change.

I mean I had a pretty rocky two weeks, all of a sudden a lot of inter personal stuff but somehow by the Grace of God, it did not stop the momentum or cripple me. Perhaps that, or I was numb with work. I am so exceptionally busy that its really hard to loose it, but I do no look in a mirror to compliment myself, rather I am looking out the window to my colleagues who have pulled through and done what they needed to. Without this kind of team, this synergy, this energy, I don't think it would be as amazing as it is to work on what we are doing with Desire Mesh.

When I seemed pretty low- it was then that the Universe, my Creator, God or what have you -threw more people in my life complaining in victim hood on how unfair life really is.

That was like a slap in the face to wake up.

I quit feeling sorry for myself and I realized the axiom:

Think about it, we are only victims in our minds.

Everything is perspective. Why accept mediocrity?

As a Man Thinketh in his heart so is he.


Good enough is the enemy of greatness. Why am I settling?

I want to change the world.

Seriously, more than ever I want to change the way people think. What will it take to get out of the Poor Me Mindset? Poverty is a sickness, it starts with the mind, a cancer of hopelessness it eats the spirit and wears you down.

Whatever a man or woman can dream they can do. They must begin it.

And stick with it.

dunno thoughts I thought I would randomly blog today.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Watching the Oust Gloria March 25 floors above : Why No Roofcamp Today

So my afternoon nap after I took my dose of Co-amociclav I was woken up by scary chanting. I looked out my window to the horror of a lot of people and signs. I am all for freedom of speech but get a little nervous here in Philippines, I mean I don't want like a civil war or anything.


messeduptrafficduring march


What I thought was scary was all over the rooftops were obvious police and such with arms, and maybe it was private security?


menonroofduringmarch

Dunno I posted what I could get through my Macbook Pro and binoculars! lets here it for technology meshing!

Back after a bout with Strep Throat

Almost Over Strep

So I missed the Oscar De La Hoya Versus Manny Pacquio fight as with most eventful things that occurred this week (I hear Great things Happened for my Friends over in Hong Kong ). I have been fighting colds, sore throats and what not since pretty much my diet has consisted of whatever I can grab, past too many late nights running into early mornings and washed down with plenty of beer.

Startup mode I kept calling it. Well Startup my arse as it went up and bit me. My run down immune system and lack of vitamins really caught up to me and I realised that I really can't be superman and I must eat right, take time off and get away from the stress.

That said...I am really looking forward to this holiday season. I am a lot better I want to thank Jay and the Desire Mesh team for pulling through - most of which I want to thank my girlfriend Alma for putting up with my dumb antics, then the results of which equated to her missed work and getting my perscriptions filled in the early morning Manila rain.

Ahh. isnt the holiday season grand? I am just glad I have my antibodies up PRIOR to the whole season. Cmon! lets go surfing.