April 7, 2014
We're on vacation and I'm driving, so my kids decide to tell jokes to pass the time. My oldest two deliver some good ones – "What do you call a pig that knows karate? A pork chop!" and "Knock, knock. Who's there? Interrupting cow. Interrupting c...MOO!!!"
Then my 5-year-old, excited, decides to try, "Daddy! Knock, knock! Who's there? Cow! Cow who? MOO!" And she laughs and I laugh, but the older kids were silent and my wife just smiled and we drove on and told jokes and some were funny.
And it got me thinking, if there is a system for telling jokes, as my 5-year-old daughter clearly understood, couldn't you make an algorithm that defines it? Then you could create an app, name it JOSHUA (Joke Output Simulating HilarioUs Automaton), and sell it for millions to large entities that need it most, like corporate networks whose writers go on strike (or don't), foreign regimes that shoot people with a sense of humor (like Canada), or Conan O'Brien?
Which got me thinking even more about systems, how they're everywhere, like:
So I start asking myself, since they're everywhere, how easy is it to let systems take over? Some you have to respect, like the weather, or your body, but you don't let them run your life, right? But how often have I let systems determine the places I end up in life? Like getting caught in an ocean current or a roundabout – once you're in, there's no telling where you'll get out.
I didn't like the answer. So now I ask you.
How much of your life is determined by the country you live in? The education you had? The religion you grew up with? The values you were taught? The technology available to you? The jobs you've had? The job you have? The amount of money your family had? The amount of money you have? The people who raised you? The people you grew up with? Your leaders? The people in "charge"?
Like I said, I didn't like the answer.
I'm not implying you should "fight the system" or go off the grid, or wear an aluminum hat, or pee in a jar. My point isn't to say systems are bad or good. They can be either. I just mean that honest answers to those questions will tell you that too often we let the "system," the way things are or the way things are done, take over for us.
And sometimes, I think the "system" prefers it that way.
My young daughter told a bad joke, according to the joke system. But according to a different system, I laughed at it and all her other jokes, and she was happy and so was I.
And Conan O'Brien is way overpaid.
Thanks for reading.
February 5, 2014
I'm four kids deep; basketball, soccer, ballet, school every single day and it just keeps piling on. My wife and I went out for a date the other night...without the kids. We didn't know what to talk about. We had to find our "groove" again. That place where you're comfortable being you without all the little yous running around.
But shouldn't "you" be you regardless of where you are or who you are with? I know, different people, different needs, "you" use different voices. But somewhere, shouldn't there always be a "you" you? How does raising kids, giving everything you got to them, turn into losing the "you" you thought you were?
Maybe you never really knew "you" as well as you thought you did.
(And by "you" I mean me. But you can be "me" if it helps.)
I do believe that hardship reveals character (that's why I try to avoid it). And stories, really great stories, are FULL of hardship. But it's easier to read or watch hardship than to live it, cause that's them, not "you"..."me"...me?
I know this: my high school calculus teacher, in response to complaints and whining from us about homework and quizzes and all the things you complain about when you're a stupid, selfish bundle of teenage potential train wreck, used to sing as he wrote equations on the board:
And since I am both "you" and "me."
Man! He was teaching us on so! many! levels!
Maybe I should just solve for "x."
Thanks for reading.
Hug a teacher.
July 15, 2013
It&s been a while.
And I can't apologize, because I didn't do anything wrong.
Between CI meetings, websites, meeting about the CI meeting, updates, business goals meetings, e-blasts, lunches (both business and nom-nom), I've had neither the time nor energy to deal with you.
I got bigger fish to fry.
And I'm sorry if that’s hurtful, but I'm not here to make friends. This is a business and I've got to make priorities. I've got data to provide, results to engineer, prides to soothe, and a condo I'm trying to buy (for the kids).
So just calm the heck down, take a chill pill, trust me, and put a sock in your righteous indignation.
I mean, yes, I did promise you I would write once a month. And yes, that does qualify as a "commitment," but you have to understand, these things happen.
You'll understand some day.
As they say in the big leagues, "It's cut time, and you didn't make it."
At least, that's what my ego, on days when it's large and crushing, says to say. And the more I succeed, the larger and crushinger it gets.
Luckily for you, success isn't a habit for me, so I apologize for not updating the blog. It's a fun part of the web comic experience and I enjoy doing it.
It's a thing.
I wasn't kidding, I have been REALLY busy. Here are some links of stuff I've worked on:
This was a work of blood and tears. I love it for so many reason…but…still not happy with it.
If you read this comic regularly, and haven't watched this…I haz sad. This, also, was an effort of love, and has a degree of entertainment that I'm rather proud of. And I did, literally, bug my bosses with this. A lot of this is exactly what happened. And a lot is close to exactly what happened.
Now keep in mind, the target audience for most of these efforts are other businesses. But even so, they should be easily understood or provide entertainment to anyone who happens to view them.
I'd be interested in your thoughts on any or all of these.
Thanks for reading.