So things are burning over here in San Diego. We can definitely feel the heat, but we haven’t left the kitchen. Many other people in the area have been forced to evacuate. I’m glad my family in Vista isn’t among them. Hopefully the authorities can keep these flames at bay so they don’t destroy anymore homes and displace more people than they already have.
At work we were told to go home once the fire for to close for comfort in Carlsbad and today half the team didn’t show up. What a crazy thing to be in the middle of the 8+ fires going on in Oceanside, San Marcos, Carlsbad, Fallbrook, and Camp Pendleton. We have to keep up to date on the latest news to maintain readiness for whatever may come our way. Well, we’ll see how things go. - Vic, over and out.
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V for Vic turned 3 today! How did all that time pass? I remember being a 3rd year at school, just joined UniCamp for the 2nd time, doing MShip, working at B-Cafe, pledging for my fraternity, and being a director for ProMinds…Now they’re simply memories …So it goes.
You’ll never walk into the gym and hear someone say, “You should do something easy today.” But after ten years of training, I think embracing slow and easy gains is one of the most important lessons I’ve learned.
In fact, this lesson applies to most things in life. It comes down to the …
Wow. 100 lbs gains in two years by just adding a (“a” as in ONE) pound a week? When you put it that way…damn the power of those small gains really adds up. Anybody want to try this?
Seriously… Well this whole life thing still isn’t where I’d want it to be, but nobody said it would be easy. Highlights of last year to now:
Please Lawd don’t let this year go to waste like 2013. I paid for my mistakes. I’m done confessing. Must get out of this hole. Must get back on track to achieve whatever it was I was meant to do in this world.
Inspiration from all around. Black and White lines and depth.
Love NYC indeed… *sigh*
As most of you already know, yesterday I discovered that a large amount of my photographs were used without permission by DKNY in a Bangkok window display.
In response, I publicly asked DKNY to make a $100,000 donation in my name to the Bedford-Stuyvesant YMCA, so that deserving kids could go to Summer Camp.
They made a $25,000 donation in my name. That really made me happy. I went to bed last night thinking about all the kids who’d be going to summer camp.
But then I started thinking about the kids who wouldn’t be going to summer camp. And I thought: “You know what, wouldn’t it be awesome (and fun) if we made a $75,000 donation?” That way, a bunch more kids could go to summer camp!
So help HONY make a $75,000 donation to the YMCA. That would bring the grand total to $100,000 and provide 300 deserving kids with an entire two weeks of summer camp. These camps give kids such a wonderful, affirming experience. For certain kids, from certain neighborhoods, it could very well be the best two weeks of their life.
Unfortunately, I can’t afford to give goodies this time. Our Hurricane Sandy Fundraiser tapped me out. But I think there’s enough heart in this group to raise the full $75,000. I’m really counting pennies right now, but I’m going to throw in $100 myself.
LET’S DO THIS: http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/346367/
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Because, fuck it, when you’re right, you’re right.
This applies everywhere in life, but specifically I’m talking organization settings/ office politics. If you know you have a better grasp an issue or situation, then stand up and advocate your superior insight—yes, superior (Ain’t nobody got time to be humble).
I hate when people try to re-invent the wheel by wasting time and effort brainstorming solutions even when I point out solid approaches are already out there. The “R&D,” so to speak, has already been done by others, and all my group has to do is replicate the method (with minor tweaks). Conversely, I also hate—I realize I have a lot of hatred—when people repeat the same failed methods, as if expecting a different result, and then hold unnecessarily long and unfocused meetings wondering why they failed—like the first five times.
This is why groups have officers/committees to deal with specific functions, but sometimes: a) these people aren’t putting in enough work, or b) you have better ideas than they do. I’m not claiming a monopoly on solutions, but damn, I can’t help it if I know my shit because I did some research and think with an eye on both the big picture and the details. Even when the group agrees with your ideas, it’s important to get their full support, just as each of them would like with their great ideas. When they pay lip service to your plan and only offer half-assed support in its implementation, I call it half-assedness. And then folks wonder why I get upset.
(A common reason why the above dilemmas occur is poor external networking and administrative record-keeping; how would people know what worked and what didn’t if they don’t have reliable access to any records, or don’t know who to talk to on the outside? This stuff is right up my alley, but this is for another discussion.)
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"Ass-waffle" it is, then! For those times when "asshole" would be giving them too much credit.
Make your meetings suck less.
LOL I love this. Take note, #APO and almost every other org I’ve ever been a part of.
*Le sigh* I’ve been one for 6 months, but walking through campus yesterday in order to pick up my diploma really made that reality hit home. And I have little else to show for it at the moment. The next thing isn’t a ‘thing’ yet. But one grand opportunity seems to have presented itself, however it would mean a big commitment, and working harder than I ever have before to achieve it. That is a long ways off, though, and I need a short/medium term job until then. The search continues…
Pretty much. Forget ‘em and on to the next one like a tumbleweed.
Sometimes I feel like my mind has been rotting since graduating (with my creativity already suffering long ago), and that I’m not living so much as existing.
Yeah, I may have been more proactive to prevent this before I left school, but suffice to say that the recurring issue surrounding a certain dirt bag had jolted me off my focus for the last two years. Not that I’m trying to abandon any responsibility for where I’m at or where I’m headed, but things aren’t how I ideally imagined them to be, and now I’m trying to snap out of my shell-shock/stupor and set out on a path—any, as long as it takes me far away from this stagnant place, to adventure, the horizon, toward something worthwhile. [Follow up later.]