Tuesday's Late Night Mini Ramble

After another non fulling day at the office, I decided to catch a few waves and surf the web.  Devour.com is one of my favorite webs sites to view various videos of 8 bit renditions of Star Wars to parkour chips and 3D chalk creations to movie trailers.  Available today was the first episode of HBO's new series The Newsroom.  Overall the show was pretty good, I enjoyed the brash conversations and overall concept.  However, between minute 6:49 to 8:00 I started to think.  Not how America can be great again, but how can I be great (again).  I began meandering down the thought path of linking how to become great can mix with creating art.   Let me define what becoming great means to me.  Creating a billion dollar net worth would be saweet, it wouldn't make me great.  Being great "today" boils down to making the most of every positive opportunity thrown your way and ensure my family knows I love them.  Next I began thinking about how do mix art with this thought.  Adding art to each opportunity was pretty simple as I thought about work.  Why couldn't I consider my work art?  Well...before having this little "mind meander" I wasn't really inspired to do my job.  After spinning my work into art, I'm some what inspired.  The documents / sites / emails / conversations I create each day are somewhat skilled workmanship and tend to lead others down various paths.  These paths maybe work related, but none the less they themselves are tools others use to compete tasks.  If I create a particular artifact that inspires someone to create a take initiative and develop comprehensive workflow of an entire system architecture then did I not create art?  If my words help a coworker weed through a sink hole of confusion and they in turn solve a complex problem, did my not create some sort of "verbal word art"? Who the fuck knows...what I do know is that tonight I found a little inspiration to make the most of my positive opportunities at work.  I'll be spending a little time thinking about how to mix art showing my family affection.  Come to thinking of it, my wife does this every night she makes an amazing meal...which is pretty much every night.  To bring this min ramble full circle, for me becoming great  boiled down to becoming and staying inspired.  This might have just happened....I'll check back in a few days to see if this thought process works.

Wild Hair

The latest "thousandaire" idea is one that will take some research, time, biology degree, and a lab.  We need to devise a way to measure our current Metabolistic Rate (MR) much like (or exactly like) how diabetics measure their insulin levels.  Why you ask??  If I've learned nothing else from my own 4HB experiments, it's that metabolism control is where true weight loss and body shaping happens.  Data mapping how your MR increase or decreases after each meal will undoubtedly help you adjust your diet.  Monitoring your MR decrease rate an hour, 2 hours, 5 hours, even a day after a work would would assist you in understand your minimal effective does. 

This old mind set that age plays a significant role in your metabolism is crap!  Your daily ingestion of shitty substances, I refuse to call most processed items food, lack of mobility, and sheer laziness are what I contribute our nations obesity issues too.  The human body has an amazing ability to right it's own ship at any age, we've got to be able to manage our metabolism to steer it in the right direction. 

What's next??  I don't know, maybe kickstarter??

Free of Definition

Everyone so often I come across a video, blog, or have an actual person on person conversation that gets my creative mind spinning.  For the past year or so my buddy Dr. Lawyer and I have constantly knocked around kick ass business ideas in hopes that one will light a fire under our asses.  We're not looking to strike oil right away, just provide a cushion (or at minimum ease) to our financial bonds which herd us to cubical farm.

Courtesy of a Tim Ferris tweet, I came across a video of Neil Gaiman giving a speech to the University of the Arts class of 2012.  Suffice to say, his 20 minute spiel lit a new fire.  I've been thinking about the “art” world and how I fit in it. Reminiscing about my adolescence I recalled fond memories of recording silly ass stories my untamed brain would construct while hiking the to the cross, or S in the small town of Superior, AZ.  At that time I had no understanding what was being created, my only concern was how much shit my brothers, friends, or Mom would give me if they found out.  Creating and listening to these stores eased my worldly troubles.  Thinking back, I wish someone would have discovered my little secrete hobby.  Maybe they would have encouraged me to create more of this "art". Who knows??

Let's get back on topic.  What am I inspired to do NOW?  Make art.  What kind of art, fuck if I know. Having a plan will only restrict my creative juices (total bullshit).  Right now this space will be used to create horribly constructed stories, with little or no respect to grammar.  Post various forms of art I find appealing.  Maybe start on a journey to answer these two questions: "Who defines what good art is" and "Am I capable of making it?".  Whatever this space becomes it will be. (super Zen moment)

Here's Neil Gaiman's speech...enjoy..or not.