FeistyFemale

2 15 May 2009 2 Comments

You get out of bed in the morning groggy from the night before. Not because you’re a yuppie Cape Town party-animal but because inspiration struck and you worked on an e-commerce solution for your business all night.

You stomp through the house in pugs and hot-pants in search of a cup of coffee. In passing you smirk at the fact that your housemate still hasn’t gotten use to your half-naked-wild-hair morning look. (How long could this take, right?)

Cold and rainy weather induces an unexplainable yearning  to stay in bed, eat pancakes,drink milo and make Tom Peters your best friend. In addition, a combination of tiredness, craziness and the kick-arse realisation that you have no meetings make your brain malfunction. You end up pulling jeans and a sweatshirt over hot-pants and a JT Top, not even pausing to consider makeup.  You don’t feel guity about ending up at work in your pajamas, as you learned that geeks are oblivious to what you wear  -  you could arrive in leather, jeans or a bikini they are glued to their screens.

Despite being up at six you’re late for work.  You realise by the time you’ve plugged in your laptop, downloaded a ton of mail, spotted a string of unread feeds and made a mile-long to-do list that you not only pulled your laptop from your bag but your bra as well. The fleeting thought that someone might have noticed is replaced my your mental reminder not to confuse your laptop bag with your gym bag.

Dressed in your pajama-camouflage this would be the day where unexpected meetings pop up left, right and center. Perhaps you should have listened to the universe, stayed in bed and called in sick.

Posted in: Life

6 11 May 2009 6 Comments

“People spend all their energy and attention pumping content into closed networks where they don’t own the content.”

A thought-provoking statement I could not have said better.  Joe’s blog post made me think…

I love this blog. Despite the fact that I often neglect it for weeks on end,  it’s the centre of my online universe.

I have profiles on Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, Friendfeed, Flickr, Mixx, Digg, Reddit, Delicious, Linkedin - oh hell just google it - I’m everywhere. The thing is, none of the platforms really define or represent me quite as holistically as this blog. The blog portrays a fairer reflection of my thoughts, creativity, adventures and work.   I guess in a sense  it’s a testimony of my life. I spend a great deal of time nurturing it.

• I like the fact that I am in complete control of this blog.
• I like the fact that I have a custom design, unique logo, and a slogan that resonates and represents me.
• I love the fact that it aggregates content from all of the above mentioned platforms and brings them together in a way that makes sense for my reader.
• More importantly I like the fact that I own the content and that it’s all mine!

I asked myself if I would miss a platform if it suddenly came to a grinding halt and along with it my content (or online life) evaporated into thin air?

Take Facebook for example,  if it disappeared tomorrow, I would not suffer a tremendous loss. If  Delicious or Google Reader disappeared I’d be slightly annoyed but it wouldn’t make me break into a cold sweat. However,  if Twitter disappeared I’d be really upset! It would take with it 928 smart-arse remarks.  My timeline of one-liners and scattered quips.

I do believe that it’s necessary to be proactive and cognisant of content ownership. We seldom give this any thought. And we should!

I guess it’s time to start making backups - get some power back, so to speak.  There can’t be any harm in giving  TweetBackup or Twistory a go.

Control freak, brat or a real concern? You tell me!

Posted in: Social Media

3 06 May 2009 3 Comments

Energy = “I control my destiny.”

This involves weeks of  energy, creativity, adrenaline, long hours, tons of meetings and loads of excitement. All an all you in control and you rock.

The devil sits staring at you - highly amused. The next thing you know he fires a bullet of tiredness. Potshot! Like a professional killer he never misses.

Tiredness = Queens lyrics:  ” Whatever happens I leave it all to chance….On an on… Does anybody know what we are living for?”

This involves wine, moping, sleeping, over-eating and simply not caring.

I guess that’s how you know you are a complete fruitloop - when you can’t even establish your own locus of control.

Posted in: Life

1 05 May 2009 1 Comment

After 10 days away I have to admit that there is something magical about being home. A glass of wine, a long bubble bath and Amy Whinehouse in the background really is enough to keep me happy.

Posted in: Just Me

3 05 May 2009 3 Comments

It’s a universal truth that being young at heart is good for you – being grown up is hugely overrated.

Consider the traits of the average human being in their teenage years - curiosity, enthusiasm, passion, naivety and rebelliousness. In my mind, traits like that should never be outgrown. At 25 I now fully appreciate the value of tackling tasks and activities with a combination of ignorance and enthusiasm.

As a feisty, demanding and naturally rebellious creature I agreed to a bit of fun on a superbike. A Honda Fireblade to be exact. An activity my mom will most certainly not approve of.

There is simply nothing like the sound of racing gears…

Due to the lack of protective clothing we kept at a civil speed of 150 km per hour. We did wheelie though. 

Exhilarating /  scintillating / total ecstasy!

Sexy!

You didn't think I'd ride it myself, did you?!

Posted in: Just Me, Life