I need to write more – both for myself and for myself.
November looks to be another good month even though I have not written about the last week or so. I have been in transit to America with two small kids. Takes days to recover. I am now in the secluded mountains of Alta, CA – enjoying the cold, the scenery and the slow internet. Stuns me how bad internet connectivity is – my parents pay the same as I do in Singapore for 2.5mbps line but I get 300mbps – soon upgraded to 600mbps. Shows you what happens when big telco controls the Internet.
Anyways. I just the new Desk blogging app for the Mac since I still write more on my laptop than I do on iOS – hoping this helps me to write more.
We shall see.
Back to my box of Twinkies for now…
In LA for a few days. Hanging in the hotel cafe having a coffee and trying to stay awake. Of course every freaking TV has the piece of shit NFL on which is loud and annoying enough to probably help keep me awake.
I always find it comical to land and deal with immigration. Was surprised to see the computer kiosks for residents in place but what is comical is it just seems to add and extra step versus cutting down on time or process. First the kiosk but of course it seems you still fill out the dumb form on the plane. Why have both? Then the kiosk prints something and you wait to see an officer. He takes the paper from the plane and gives you back the receipt from the kiosk. Then go grab your bag. Talk to another officer to get out of that room. Then another line with another officer checking to see if they need to scan your shit. Seems I was not flagged for secondary this trip and sailed through but still comical there are so many checkpoints and that the computer part of it doesn’t seem to actually speed anything up.
Well the sun is shining, I have email to do, BigAssMeeting prep and some dinner to hunt down.
Sometimes current events remind me that Karma wins in the end. I’ll just leave it at that.
From Gruber I happened to read this post on politeness. It’s so good. I can’t claim to be this polite but damn I wish I was. We just had a small get together with some friends and family for my daughter’s birthday. She is two now. I hope I can teach her how to be this polite and caring.
I have touched on this subject slightly before – here: http://www.nokpis.com/2013/03/08/learning-from-the-masters/ and http://www.nokpis.com/2013/06/19/being-a-connector/ . The idea being that your past WILL alter your future. How you treat people will come back to delight or haunt you.
I think a lot about my past and can even recall specific events where I was NOT polite. It could be that I was too young to contemplate how my actions would be perceived. I wish even now I could go back and fix those events. Other times I was not polite and I knew it. I wish I could also fix those events as well but I am glad I remember them. A constant reminder helps me to be polite in the present.
I am older now. I think one of the coolest things about aging is that I can get better at my craft – the art of being me. I don’t care so much anymore what I wear or what people think of me. Other than if people meet me, or hear me speak or hear others speak of me – that they will have a good impression of me. I try to remind myself that this is more important than fashion, more important than my job and will in some way lead to delight in my future.
I am sure that I can improve upon this process. I will try. Starting today to be even more polite than I think I am.