Attention. Everyone craves it. Especially online when the success or failure of your project depends on it. Even in the offline world you want the attention of other people. It could be anything from wanting respect from your boss for a job well done, to trying to catch the eye of the gorgeous girl at the bar. Our instinct is to do what others before us have done. You might try and pick up the hot girl by following the advice of the "pro" pickup artists. But if she's really that hot, chances are she gets hit on daily. Probably even hourly if she lives anywhere near me and I have no place better to be! If she's seen it and heard it all before, she won't care about what you have to say. Within seconds she will have decided that there is no way you're getting to spend time with her and nothing you can do will change that. And so it is online.
Continue reading...Wednesday, January 27, 2010
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around every once in a while, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller The due date for the birth of my first child, a little girl, is March 8th 2010. It literally seems like only yesterday that I got the news that I was going to be a father. We spend so much time trying to achieve our hopes and dreams that quite often you forget about what is happening right now. We're all busy, we all know the feeling of not having enough time and trying to fit as much as we can into our day. But we're missing the big picture.
Continue reading...Monday, January 25, 2010
Have you lost your spark? Is every day just another monotonous routine? Get up. Go to work. Eat. Go home. Watch TV. Sleep. Wake up, and repeat. Sound familiar? If you're stuck in a rut, you literally cannot be bothered to do anything. Every moment of your life is wasted simply existing. Your mind feels heavy and clouded and there is a constant sinking feeling in your gut. You've lost the passion, the zest, the clarity and you're not living in the moment. The french call it a certain... I don't know what. I call it your mojo. And I'm here to help you get it back.
Continue reading...Friday, January 8, 2010
It's one of the oldest clichés in the book. Used by millions of parents worldwide to gee up their kids after a particularly tragic loss at mini-league or after drawing the word antidisestablishmentarianism in the school spelling bee. My dad used it religiously when I attempted to play soccer at school and got frustrated when the coach's son got picked ahead of me every time. Adaptations of the same theme were used when I wanted to quit playing guitar, became disillusioned with the sport of tennis, struggled in my quest to become a professional snooker player and generally a whole host of other activities I discarded during my ADD youth. I used to think he was full of crap. But maybe the old boy had something?
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Monday, February 1, 2010
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