Corkle Goes to Durham

June 21st, 2009

Corkle, Grandma, Fred, Teresa, MikeFor my dad (aka Mike) and grandpa (aka Corkle), I decided to invite them to my house for a father’s day lunch.

It’s the least I can do considering how well they all feed me when I’m visiting them. So we had grilled pork chops, corn on the cob, green beans, mac and cheese, rolls, salads, and some pound cake (with strawberries and cool whip) to finish it off. Yep, that’s all.

Then we paid a visit to the flea market at the N.C. State Fairgrounds, since Corkle likes flea markets, and this one is just a bit bigger than the I-40 flea market near Valdese. The men split off to look at tools, antique furniture, and test out a few chairs and swings for sale. The women bought shoes.

I’m really happy that they were able to come down. The 160-mile trip from Valdese to Durham doesn’t seem like much to me, since I drive it at least twice a month on average, but I think it’s the furthest Corkle has been from home in nearly 20 years. I’m pretty sure it has even been over 6 months since my parents have been this way. Hopefully we can make it a tradition and I can host the occasional family gathering here. 🙂

What To Do, What To Do

December 23rd, 2008

Since switching away from being an employee to working as an independent contractor at the beginning of the year, and then incorporating myself in April to essentially do the same thing, keeping my todo list in order has always been a challenge. Maybe it wasn’t easy before, but at least I had to show up somewhere from 9-ish to 5-ish and pretend to be working, which actually helped me to be productive for the most part. And actually showing up seemed to get me on a roll some days, and I’d stay well into the night just to finish something.

But in the past year, I’ve had to dig deep and find that self-discipline and self-motivation, only to discover it’s just not there sometimes. Some days, some weeks even, the work I need to do and have to do and should have done the last week or the week before just gets pushed aside — by routine tasks around the house, by side projects that are more interesting,or just by stupid little distractions. Other times I just don’t feel well or would rather spend time with friends or family, which are at least more valid excuses. Sometimes I’d rather write about it here than do it, but at least I’m here and thinking, and my mind’s engaged. That’s a start…right?

But it seems the only thing consistent is that I fail miserably at time management and keeping a set schedule. I find some amazing streaks of motivation and productivity, only to swing back in the opposite direction before I know it. When I look at how I’ve done in the past year, this article sums it up nicely:

So how do I handle it? Poorly. My days are like eBay shipments: a few tangible things and a whole lot of packing peanuts. I obviously need help being the boss of me.

After reading those lines, it’s relieving to know I’m not the only one. I also need to get it together, somehow. I might also need to read a book or two on the topic. I too, procrasturbate. (That’s my new favorite word of the day, or however long it takes until I run across another word I like.)

So what have I learned so far, and what should I do differently? I’m still trying to figure it all out. And apparently the guy who wrote the article is still working on it himself. For me, at least I’ve found two good rules for me that are beneficial, though not the entire solution to my lack of motivation problems.

#1 – Ride The Wave

Or go with the flow. Or let the momentum carry me. When I really get into a problem and start finding a solution, I can’t stop. I work late, even all night, and might catch the sunrise by the time I’m crawling into bed. I can’t shut my mind off at the end of the day and pick it back up early the next morning. If I try to tell myself I’ll just go to sleep and get up early and finish, it never happens. If I stop, I’ve lost the momentum and all the thoughts bouncing around in my head that are just about to align and show me the way.

And on the flip side, when I really need to slow down, I should slow down. Relax. Take my conscious mind away from the problem for a bit, while my subconscious gears still keep churning. And sometimes the answer is right there, as soon as I get back.

#2 – Just Do Something

Anything. Don’t just sit there. When I’m in the middle between needing downtime and being productive, I need to find something to help me get started. If it’s reading some tech news or working on a side project, I’m at least thinking. The gears may be creaking and moving slowly, but at least starting them turning might give me the momentum to keep going. The last thing I should be doing is sitting and soaking in whatever is on TV or amusing myself with the stupid video of the day. So cats can flush toilets. Wow. Maybe I should teach mine tricks. I digress.

I’m still a long way away from becoming the zen master of this self-employed contractor lifestyle. But I’ll get there, somehow, with inspiration and ideas from people I know and articles I read. Like this one, that inspired me to write this post:

In Other News, Hippo Eats Dwarf

December 16th, 2008

Hippo YawnThis post is completely random. Well, not quite… I found it via my Twitter feed here. Not to mention, the hippo’s wide open mouth is a perfect follow up to the previous post on yawning. Just looking at that pic of a yawning hippo makes me yawn. In case you’re wondering, I took that photo in 2006 at the Werribee Open Range Zoo. Oh, and no midgets little people were harmed while writing this post.

BANGKOK: A hippopotamus swallowed a circus dwarf in a “freak accident” in northern Thailand, according to a columnist in the Pattaya Mail.

So how’d it happen? Apparently the dwarf bounced off the trampoline the wrong way.  Yeah.

Here’s the original post:

Yawning: The Cure For An Overheating Brain

December 16th, 2008

Attack CatApparently some bored researchers were sitting around one day, contagiously yawning among themselves, and decided to do a little research on the topic of yawning. And what did they find? There is a social aspect of yawning that is contagious between humans and helps them to stay alert.  But when looking at parakeets, where yawning isn’t contagious, it became clear that the main function of yawning is simply to cool the brain.

If your head is overheated, there’s a good chance you’ll yawn soon, according to a new study that found the primary purpose of yawning is to control brain temperature.

In fact, yawning may signal anything but boredom.  So the next time you’re talking to me, and I yawn, it means I’m thinking really hard about whatever you’re saying.  Or I could just be tired.  Take your pick.

“Yawning more accurately reflects a mechanism that maintains attention, and therefore should be looked at as a compliment!”

Here’s a link to the entire article:

Tacos Tacos Tacos Tacos

March 27th, 2008

After eating some tacos, I can’t help but think of one of my favorite clips from Reno 911…

What You Looking At?

February 10th, 2008

Ever since DeHaan had shown me his obsession with traffic cone photography, I can’t help but wonder what’s going through their minds when I see them sitting there, being all orange and stuff.

I saw this one today while sitting in the drive thru at Bojangle’s, peeking out from around the bush, just waiting to steal somebody’s fried chicken. You will not get my chicken, you filthy traffic cone!

Bojangle’s Traffic Cone

A Million Dollar Idea

February 4th, 2008

Unfortunately, it’s not mine. Somebody will make nice chunk from this brilliant, simple product…

Top Five Ad Picks

February 4th, 2008

So I decided against watching the Super Bowl altogether, because, well, I just don’t like football that much. But I can’t resist watching the ads online after the fact. After careful consideration, here are my favorite five…

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Save Us From Ourselves

February 3rd, 2008

…especially our fearless leader, who wants to “protect” us.

I saw this one over at the EFF:

Spam as poetry

December 18th, 2006

Part of a recent spam email I received:

mamma thoughtit might be as well to frighten the wizard, soover his short-comings in her tender little heart.
will say it, but something between the two, as  like this. his blue suit and straw hat please  said fanny, disconsolately, for she began
room, while polly looked on, it was time

i want to be myself and enjoy what i havetouchedwoman to soften her tone a little, as shethe new guest, unbending a trifle, thanks
occasion that a neighbor’s cow had been roasted  his most cherished treasure, one cocoon,  the
that had been one of her last

that had been one of her lastto my friends and miss gale to strangers.thoroughly in earnest; sincerity always commandswhere love is
contained the latin versions of the same  betrayed curiosity. all this surprised and  she was just recovering

If this isn’t inspired by e e cummings’ poetry, I don’t know what is.