What kind of car does the Devil drive? Kia. They sell Souls.
I know nothing about Betsey Johnson, but I now know she designed the outfits for the Warhol's house band. Obviously, I know little about John Cale. I just know he was not fond of Lou Reed for long stretches of time. I didn't know that Lou Reed was such a jerk. Probably why he struggled to acheive recognition... I mean Cher said to Sonny VU was likely to replace suicide.
J got me the Lou Reed biography Dirty Blvd from the library. She had them order it for me. I so love her. Not sure if she truly gets me sometimes, but she probably knows me better than I do half the time. Book is slow moving and truncated where it should be juicy. So much I didn't know about Lou, but I'll probably stop reading once I get to the 70s.
I'm a slow reader. I savor stuff, and I like to read multiple things at the same time. I was reading a biography on WSB for much of September. I never finished it, but left off at a good place... after Naked Lunch. I have three other books I have been re-reading. I've read all three at least twice, but I find myself finding new perspectives after each reading.
Hmmm... I guess that I'm working on a book idea, and I'm reading biographies to develop my characters or something to that effect. I really don't understand drugs and homosexuals, yet they seem to dominate the world I wanted to write.
Showing posts with label Dale Carnegie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dale Carnegie. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Herman Melville
Remember when I was readying Tom Jones? It was in January, which seems like a lifetime ago, but it was when I was trying to be proactive towards completing goals set back before time seems to existed.
Anyways, we have a shelf of books we didn't send to Half Price Books and they're things I intend to finish or re-read. I took a slight reading hiatus after Dale Carnegie, but I did read some Block books from the library in March. I read all the time, but it's clutternet stuff that means nothing, but thankfully the shelf is in a location that begs exploring.
I started to read Thomas Malory, but my Middle English is rusty, so I've gotten to The Confidence Man.
Never read Moby Dick, but after reading the editor's preface to The Confidence Man, I might.
Confidence Man is rather short in the sense that I had it for a class that included these three: Tom Jones, Vanity Fair, and The Life and Times of Tristan Shandy. I know I finished it back in the day and that I wrote a paper on it, but much of it is vague to me in that I know I liked it, but I don't recall why.
Anyways, I'm reading the editor's comments and finding myself feeling like writing my own novel. It's been years since I had the bug to write, but I find myself in a position of having a mindless "job" that clears the mind of clutter (perfect recipe).
Anyways, we have a shelf of books we didn't send to Half Price Books and they're things I intend to finish or re-read. I took a slight reading hiatus after Dale Carnegie, but I did read some Block books from the library in March. I read all the time, but it's clutternet stuff that means nothing, but thankfully the shelf is in a location that begs exploring.
I started to read Thomas Malory, but my Middle English is rusty, so I've gotten to The Confidence Man.
Never read Moby Dick, but after reading the editor's preface to The Confidence Man, I might.
Confidence Man is rather short in the sense that I had it for a class that included these three: Tom Jones, Vanity Fair, and The Life and Times of Tristan Shandy. I know I finished it back in the day and that I wrote a paper on it, but much of it is vague to me in that I know I liked it, but I don't recall why.
Anyways, I'm reading the editor's comments and finding myself feeling like writing my own novel. It's been years since I had the bug to write, but I find myself in a position of having a mindless "job" that clears the mind of clutter (perfect recipe).
Monday, March 4, 2013
Slight update
Amazing how time goes by when you are busy doing things. Seems like I always find a reason to be unsatisfied with the world when I am not busy. Currently, I'm thinking about the pain in my hands. Might be carpel tunnel, but whatever it is makes it hard to not think about my hands being in pain. I use my left hand more than I used to use just 'cause the right hand hurts that much. Tried Aleve and Ibuprofen, but the hands still seem swollen. Typing hurts. Holding a mouse hurts. Neither hurt when I used to use a pc all day. Reminds me of the pain I'd get playing foose ball.
I will overcome the pain.
Need to get back to my resolutions and think of how to be more productive. Going to bed at a decent hour would be a start, but getting up at a decent hour regardless of what time I head to bed is what I need. Sleep isn't necessary as I once read in a series by Lawrence block about the exploits of Evan Tanner and Carnegie.
I will overcome the pain.
Need to get back to my resolutions and think of how to be more productive. Going to bed at a decent hour would be a start, but getting up at a decent hour regardless of what time I head to bed is what I need. Sleep isn't necessary as I once read in a series by Lawrence block about the exploits of Evan Tanner and Carnegie.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Zit
One thing annoying about having to shave for work is the fact I am getting zits in the region I had facial hair. It actually hurts to smile.
Not exactly sure where the job is leading seeing that I'm still getting the basics and not doing detail work which would give me more hours.
At least, I came home for the first time without feeling an absolute need to shower, and I have decaf to drink while I chill before hitting the hay. I didn't rush myself and I stayed mostly dry.
Reading Carnegie has lead me to rethink my effort vs rest with regards to pacing. I stopped for water a couple times and I feel little soreness. Either I'm working smarter, or my body is getting used to routine.
Not exactly sure where the job is leading seeing that I'm still getting the basics and not doing detail work which would give me more hours.
At least, I came home for the first time without feeling an absolute need to shower, and I have decaf to drink while I chill before hitting the hay. I didn't rush myself and I stayed mostly dry.
Reading Carnegie has lead me to rethink my effort vs rest with regards to pacing. I stopped for water a couple times and I feel little soreness. Either I'm working smarter, or my body is getting used to routine.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
How to Eliminate 50% of your Business Worries (HTSWASL, 2:2 )
"Those that do not know how to fight worry die young." - Dr. Alexis Carrel
Leon Shimkin used to hold meetings every day, discussing problems. Nothing ever got accomplished until he started having his associates submit a memorandum answering these four questions:
Leon Shimkin used to hold meetings every day, discussing problems. Nothing ever got accomplished until he started having his associates submit a memorandum answering these four questions:
- What is the problem?
- What is the cause of the problem?
- What are all the possible solutions of the problem?
- What solution do you suggest?
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Reflecting upon the final day of January
Where is time going? I must be doing something right for I'm feeling more accomplished than I did at the start of the year.
Resolutions aren't set in stone, but they are being met.
"Seize the day" has yet to become a daily thing, but I've moments that are better than others.
Today started blah, but ended well. As soon as I string some days together, then I feel the chance to be more capable of being happy without reason.beyond the knowledge that my family is well.
My dad may never be well, but I suppose some of that is mental. Sure he's in pain, but once pain becomes the norm, then don't you get used to it? Maybe I'm reading Dale Carnegie too closely? I'm currently in pain from having "worked" for the first time in a long time doing a motion that's tightened my shoulders and back, but it's a good pain of a day well done. To a certain extent I think my dad wants pity, and to another extent, I think he's stuck in his thinking that he can get better. He needs to appreciate the things he has, but he's got jacked up priorities.
As I was saying earlier, I started the day a little blah. I got up and got K ready for school and took out the trash, but once he left B awoke and was upset that J and K were gone. I felt tired and I got her to go back to sleep. Definitely not a "seize the day" sort of thing, but I was in a funk until I drove B to preschool.
After dropping her off, I went to K-Mart to buy some shirts to wear to work. I'll be working with chemicals, so I wanted some long sleeves to protect my arms. Buying long sleeved shirts in January isn't easy, but I found a few on clearance.
I also looked around for a floor lamp to replace one we got as a wedding gift that died recently. Floor lamps aren't easy to find, and K-Mart doesn't seem to carry them. If they do, then they aren't anywhere near table lamps or light bulbs.
With my mission only half complete, I suffered through the longest three person deep check-out line.
K-Mart has WAY TOO MANY FREAKING PROMPTS when you buy stuff.
When I got home, I washed my new shirts and did things around the house until I had to pick up B.
We were meeting J in an hour so I could drop off a car to have its odd ball problems fixed. I told B to keep her shoes on when we got home, but she didn't. She decided to barricade the front door to lock out K when he got off his bus. After a few moments of failure, K came in through the carhole. He listened to me about getting ready, and even helped B get her socks and shoes on.
I didn't want to get at the mechanic too early. It was way too cold to be waiting with kids, so I timed myself to get there at 5. People were driving SLOW, and J called me that she arrived when I was a BLOCK away.
So, the plan was met, and we proceeded to the next agreed upon step of going to Steak'n Shake. We got free teas and sodas, as our normal waitress was serving us and it wasn't happy hour, nor kids eat free weekend. It's a nice perk of being a regular.
We got shakes before leaving for home. Once home, I got ready for work/training. I left early because it started to snow and people don't know how to drive in snow (even Ohio, mind you!). Sure enough, I was forced to drive well below the speed limit.I got there about ten minutes early.
Work was slow, so I had a chance to get training without chaos going on. I did a lot of watching, but I did a lot doing. I should be able to do my job in an hour and a half alone, but tonight I did half the work in 2 hour plus hours as I learned the process.
As I said, the day was a mixed bag in terms of productive seizing of the day, but it's a step in the right direction.
Resolutions aren't set in stone, but they are being met.
"Seize the day" has yet to become a daily thing, but I've moments that are better than others.
Today started blah, but ended well. As soon as I string some days together, then I feel the chance to be more capable of being happy without reason.beyond the knowledge that my family is well.
My dad may never be well, but I suppose some of that is mental. Sure he's in pain, but once pain becomes the norm, then don't you get used to it? Maybe I'm reading Dale Carnegie too closely? I'm currently in pain from having "worked" for the first time in a long time doing a motion that's tightened my shoulders and back, but it's a good pain of a day well done. To a certain extent I think my dad wants pity, and to another extent, I think he's stuck in his thinking that he can get better. He needs to appreciate the things he has, but he's got jacked up priorities.
As I was saying earlier, I started the day a little blah. I got up and got K ready for school and took out the trash, but once he left B awoke and was upset that J and K were gone. I felt tired and I got her to go back to sleep. Definitely not a "seize the day" sort of thing, but I was in a funk until I drove B to preschool.
After dropping her off, I went to K-Mart to buy some shirts to wear to work. I'll be working with chemicals, so I wanted some long sleeves to protect my arms. Buying long sleeved shirts in January isn't easy, but I found a few on clearance.
I also looked around for a floor lamp to replace one we got as a wedding gift that died recently. Floor lamps aren't easy to find, and K-Mart doesn't seem to carry them. If they do, then they aren't anywhere near table lamps or light bulbs.
With my mission only half complete, I suffered through the longest three person deep check-out line.
K-Mart has WAY TOO MANY FREAKING PROMPTS when you buy stuff.
When I got home, I washed my new shirts and did things around the house until I had to pick up B.
We were meeting J in an hour so I could drop off a car to have its odd ball problems fixed. I told B to keep her shoes on when we got home, but she didn't. She decided to barricade the front door to lock out K when he got off his bus. After a few moments of failure, K came in through the carhole. He listened to me about getting ready, and even helped B get her socks and shoes on.
I didn't want to get at the mechanic too early. It was way too cold to be waiting with kids, so I timed myself to get there at 5. People were driving SLOW, and J called me that she arrived when I was a BLOCK away.
So, the plan was met, and we proceeded to the next agreed upon step of going to Steak'n Shake. We got free teas and sodas, as our normal waitress was serving us and it wasn't happy hour, nor kids eat free weekend. It's a nice perk of being a regular.
We got shakes before leaving for home. Once home, I got ready for work/training. I left early because it started to snow and people don't know how to drive in snow (even Ohio, mind you!). Sure enough, I was forced to drive well below the speed limit.I got there about ten minutes early.
Work was slow, so I had a chance to get training without chaos going on. I did a lot of watching, but I did a lot doing. I should be able to do my job in an hour and a half alone, but tonight I did half the work in 2 hour plus hours as I learned the process.
As I said, the day was a mixed bag in terms of productive seizing of the day, but it's a step in the right direction.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
How to Analyze and Solve Worry Problems (HTSWASL, 2:1 )
Recap 1:2
- Get the facts.
- Analyyze the facts.
- Arrive at a decision-and then act on that decision.
- Pretend the information you are gathering is for some other person to eliminate emotions from fact finding process.
- Play Devil's Advocate against the reasons for your worry, and get facts to discredit your worry.
- What am I worrying about?
- What can I do about it?
- Here is what I am going to do about it.
- When am I going to start doing this?
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
What Worry May Do to You (HTSWASL, 1:3 )
According to Dr. Russell L. Cecil, the four commonest conditions that bring on arthritis are:
Regardless, worrying isn't good for your health. I remember when I was relieved of a very stressful job. I was determined to not quit, and I was trying everything I could think to do to get results. I had a number of things I needed to have done to keep my job, but no matter what I did, results eluded me. A few days after being let go, my folks visited and took the kids to King's Island. I drove, and tried to be a good sport. I didn't feel relaxed until I rode The Beast. The anxiety I felt going up and down that wooden coaster felt like nothing compared to the emotional roller-coaster my former job put me through daily. Being without a job sucked, but the job I had was slowly killing me.
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- Marital shipwreck.
- Financial disaster and grief.
- Loneliness and worry.
- Long-cherished resentments.
Regardless, worrying isn't good for your health. I remember when I was relieved of a very stressful job. I was determined to not quit, and I was trying everything I could think to do to get results. I had a number of things I needed to have done to keep my job, but no matter what I did, results eluded me. A few days after being let go, my folks visited and took the kids to King's Island. I drove, and tried to be a good sport. I didn't feel relaxed until I rode The Beast. The anxiety I felt going up and down that wooden coaster felt like nothing compared to the emotional roller-coaster my former job put me through daily. Being without a job sucked, but the job I had was slowly killing me.
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Thursday, January 17, 2013
How to Stop Worrying and Start Living: Chapter 2
- Ask yourself, "What is the worst that can possibly happen?"
- Prepare to accept it if you have to.
- Then calmly proceed to improve on the worst.
I used to do an annual S.W.O.T. assessment, but being between jobs everything is an Opportunity.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Two O'clock Bonk
Woke up 20 minutes later than normal this morning, and I seriously considered going back to sleep once I got K on the bus. I rationalized that I did go to Meijer last night rather late. Then again, I did get up and felt a cup of Joe could give me a kick start to a seemingly blah beginning. It did its job in that I didn't slack on K's breakfast or lunch and was showered before his bus came. If I shower, then I'm 98% likely staying up.
B was still asleep while K drove away, so I had "free time." As part of my goal to "seize the day," I ate breakfast, washed a load of laundry, and dusted the living room before B awoke.
I sorted the mail and I shredded a lot of things that were in the hopper before dropping B off at school.
After dropping her off, I went and got some pizzas and napkins before arriving home.
So, here I am at 2pm feeling a bit bonked. Yesterday, I did yoga, but I'm too hungry for yoga at the moment. Since when did I start feeling hunger in the middle of the day?
Been too busy to start chapter 2 of How to Stop Worrying and Start Living, but I'll find time.
B was still asleep while K drove away, so I had "free time." As part of my goal to "seize the day," I ate breakfast, washed a load of laundry, and dusted the living room before B awoke.
I sorted the mail and I shredded a lot of things that were in the hopper before dropping B off at school.
After dropping her off, I went and got some pizzas and napkins before arriving home.
So, here I am at 2pm feeling a bit bonked. Yesterday, I did yoga, but I'm too hungry for yoga at the moment. Since when did I start feeling hunger in the middle of the day?
Been too busy to start chapter 2 of How to Stop Worrying and Start Living, but I'll find time.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
How to Stop Worrying and Start Living: Questions to ponder, part 1
- Do I tend to put off living in the present in order to worry about the future, or to yearn for some "magical rose garden over the horizon"?
- Do I sometimes embitter the present by regretting things that happened in the past -that are over and done with?
- Do I get up in the morning determined to "Seize the day" -to get the utmost out of these twenty-four hours?
- Can I get more of life by "living day-tight compartments"?
- When shall I start to do this? Next week? . . . Tomorrow? . . . Today?
Monday, January 14, 2013
Reflecting upon the completion of Tom Jones
There are multiple editions of literary classics, thus completing one and boasting of achieving such a feat is a red-herring when throwing out page numbers read.
I completed Tom Jones this morning. I started reading it two weeks ago, but it hardly feels like so many days have passed. I don't know what some of the book means, but the main plot is straight forward enough in the conclusion that the 18th century double talk is not a complete barrier to unassisted understanding of the author's meaning and/or intent.
Regardless, I am at liberty to start another item that I have yet to complete form my days in college, but I'm not sure I will at the moment. I need to read something different and that wasn't forced on me like Willa Cather.
I bought How to Win Friends and to Influence Others from Half Price Books because a former boss had once attempted to read it. The edition I bought also had How to Stop Worrying & Start Living, and I never felt compelled to read it until now.
I completed Tom Jones this morning. I started reading it two weeks ago, but it hardly feels like so many days have passed. I don't know what some of the book means, but the main plot is straight forward enough in the conclusion that the 18th century double talk is not a complete barrier to unassisted understanding of the author's meaning and/or intent.
Regardless, I am at liberty to start another item that I have yet to complete form my days in college, but I'm not sure I will at the moment. I need to read something different and that wasn't forced on me like Willa Cather.
I bought How to Win Friends and to Influence Others from Half Price Books because a former boss had once attempted to read it. The edition I bought also had How to Stop Worrying & Start Living, and I never felt compelled to read it until now.
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