Focus on priorities
Wednesday, March 31. 2010
I had a nice salad for lunch yesterday and some minestrone soup. Then I had to go potty, so I grabbed a cup of coffee and my Kindle, intending to make the most of it.
Everything was going great until I took a sip of coffee. As I returned the cup to its perch on the handrail, I didn’t balance it correctly. It slid off, crashing into my thigh. Coffee splattered everywhere, including all over my Kindle, and on some other things too. This upset me, and I struggled to keep me shit together.
After 15 or 20 minutes, I’d calmed down sufficiently to snap a photograph using my I-tunes-touch-pod-nano-pad, as shown in Figure 1, below. I think it really captures the tension in the room. I’m scheduling a post-mortem / lessons-learned session for next week to identify causal factors and develop and action plan to mitigate the risk of event reoccurrence.
This is a terrible lunch blog entry, although I’m proud of myself for using the word perch in the second paragraph.
Figure 1. The collateral damage from Ricky’S lack of focus and inability to successfully prioritize
Everything was going great until I took a sip of coffee. As I returned the cup to its perch on the handrail, I didn’t balance it correctly. It slid off, crashing into my thigh. Coffee splattered everywhere, including all over my Kindle, and on some other things too. This upset me, and I struggled to keep me shit together.
After 15 or 20 minutes, I’d calmed down sufficiently to snap a photograph using my I-tunes-touch-pod-nano-pad, as shown in Figure 1, below. I think it really captures the tension in the room. I’m scheduling a post-mortem / lessons-learned session for next week to identify causal factors and develop and action plan to mitigate the risk of event reoccurrence.
This is a terrible lunch blog entry, although I’m proud of myself for using the word perch in the second paragraph.
Figure 1. The collateral damage from Ricky’S lack of focus and inability to successfully prioritize
The quiet beauty of lunch
Monday, March 15. 2010
I've written numerous web logs about attempting to eat lunch on the golf course and ending up with condiments all over my shirt, or my face, or my trousers. I've also promoted the salami and provolone sandwich as safe alternative.
On Saturday I took my own advice, buying a pre-made sandwich at the grocery store before heading to the course. As I took my first bite of it on the 10th hole, I became contemplative, comfortable with my superior ability to strategize and execute on an effective lunch approach. I captured the moment with a photograph. I call it Salami Sandwich Still Life with Tees and Golf Glove. Take a good look at it. The shadows add quite a bit of drama, don't you think?
This image was deceptively powerful. The guy who took the photograph--using his I-touch-phone-tunes-pad--couldn't shake it off for 2 or 3 holes, resulting in a string of double bogies and pathetic excuses muttered under his breath about "Ricky'S stupid lunch blog."
Figure 1. Salami Sandwich Still Life with Tees and Golf Glove
On Saturday I took my own advice, buying a pre-made sandwich at the grocery store before heading to the course. As I took my first bite of it on the 10th hole, I became contemplative, comfortable with my superior ability to strategize and execute on an effective lunch approach. I captured the moment with a photograph. I call it Salami Sandwich Still Life with Tees and Golf Glove. Take a good look at it. The shadows add quite a bit of drama, don't you think?
This image was deceptively powerful. The guy who took the photograph--using his I-touch-phone-tunes-pad--couldn't shake it off for 2 or 3 holes, resulting in a string of double bogies and pathetic excuses muttered under his breath about "Ricky'S stupid lunch blog."
Figure 1. Salami Sandwich Still Life with Tees and Golf Glove
Tube of salad
Friday, March 5. 2010
You know what else comes in a tube? My hemorrhoid ointment and my denture cream. And they taste awful too. I fear a lunch like this is insufficient to fuel the engine of thought-leadership.
Figure 1. Forget about this terrible lunch. Notice the nice carved wooden figure of the oriental guy riding the water buffalo behind the tube of crap. I keep that on my desk so my co-workers will know that I am frivolous and light-hearted.
Figure 1. Forget about this terrible lunch. Notice the nice carved wooden figure of the oriental guy riding the water buffalo behind the tube of crap. I keep that on my desk so my co-workers will know that I am frivolous and light-hearted.
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