November 2, 2009
There is apparently a Chinese proverb (I wouldn’t know) that says, “The person who says it cannot be done should not interrupt the person doing it”.
I love the slight cockiness behind that statement.
And the next book on my list is “The Power of Unreasonable People”.
August 19, 2009
I’m sure there is some insight here -
“It’s more important than ever to stay focussed on the things we can control, [like] better understanding local needs. In North America, we’re offering consumers fresher, less-processed products. In developing markets, we concentrate on affordable nutrition; in Indonesia, we sell Biskuat biscuits, fortified with nine vitamins and six minerals, and priced at five biscuits for about five cents.”
Irene Rosenfeld, CEO of Kraft Foods
August 6, 2009
“We are like a symphony. Different words but they still rhyme.”
“But that’s what teams are about right?”
Today, I thought about “us”. The collective. The group. The team. I thought about how there is you and me. And then there is us. The “us” may argue but always projects a united front. The “us” knows that the whole is greater than the sum of the parts. There is trust and safety in an “us”. Even in your worst of days. An “us” focusses on the issue and not on the person. The “us” can have the difficult conversations and know that things will be ok. The “us” knows that sometimes, you need to put your own needs and wants aside for the good of the “us”.
The strategist in me thinks that the bonds need to be pretty strong to prevent the prisoner’s dilemma scenario from playing out. But if it works, everyone is better off.
And today, I prayed for the various groups of “us” I’m part of. I gave thanks for the people who put up with my crap when I’m being unreasonable, who I can be no-holds-barred with, who I can take without fear of owing, who trigger the protective side of me, who I know have my back and I theirs… It occurred to me today that perhaps an “us” is not a naturally forming unit but when it happens, is a precious precious thing and something worth fighting for and defending.
July 27, 2009
Recording a couple of party food prep hacks for my future reference –
- Have a theme. In this case - Summery.
- Choose ingredients that can be used in a variety of dishes.
- Salt and cracked black pepper works wonders.
- White clams are a surprisingly cheap and easy to prepare dish.
- I love white sangria. The ginger ale turns it around. Yum!
- Salads are a lot easier to prepare than mains.
- Some effort in planning actually helps in cutting down cooking/preparation time.
- Jamie Oliver is my best friend.
- Seared beef sliced is also surprisingly simple/effective.
- People seem to like feta, tomatoes and rocket.
July 22, 2009
July 20, 2009
- Yoga pants and a tank top. Warm and comfy.
- Giant Scarf. Doubles up as a blanket, eye mask etc.
- Meeting new people at the 24h playwriting competition. It turns out that other people are just as random as I am.
- Funny messages from friends through the night and the wee hours of the morning.
- My first play! Terrible but the only way from here is up. I think overall, I’m pretty proud of the effort. There are some things you will never learn until you give it a go.
- Being young (and crazy) enough to sleep on the floor.
- My red neck pillow from Sydney. A godsend when trying to get comfortable enough to sleep on the floor, in a really uncomfortable chair etc.
- My bed. Oh how I missed you.
- Morning kite flying at Marina Barrage.
- The view over the city at 3.30am in the morning.
July 19, 2009
I am almost ½ way though the 24h playwriting competition. ½ the room has fallen asleep in various permutations of sleeping bags, blankets, sweaters and pillows. Some just find a bit of floor, take off their shoes and curl up into a fetal position. I’m still hanging tough. Not bad considering that my last couple of coffee was about 10h ago. (Although I might need a nap in a bit.)
My play is progressing. Slowly. So far, I have 4 characters, 8 pages of dialogue and a streetlight (which I’m starting to think is superfluous and non-value-adding.). I’m trying to prevent my play from being about dysfunctional relationships and degenerating into melodrama. To which my friend’s response was – Why deny Van Gogh his sunflowers? Oh dear.
But as amusingly as this is going, there is some satisfaction in writing your first play. It’s really more an exercise in the process rather than the content of the play. This is no Tony Award, that’s for sure. But as with most things in life, you don’t know till you try. And I figure that having written a really bad play is better than having written no play at all.
(BTW, I was the only (crazy?) person looking out at the view towards the city at 3.30am in the morning. Something wonderful about that. We saw the fireworks from the National Day Parade earlier this evening too! And the kites!!! So much fun.)