Saturday, October 10, 2009

The line

I enjoy my work, I really do. People always get a chuckle when they ask if I like my job, to which I reply, "I love my work. I've been applying around for a new job." Which I only kinda have been - I call it passively looking. I'll get on monster or craigslist and see if there's anything really cool, and apply for those. These are few and far between, but since I have a job, I get to be picky.

That said, I came across an uncomfortable situation at work. We've all been excited about using social networking sites to further our marketing position. The great thing about these sites is they're free, hence the millions of people that use them. I was happy to create the corporation's facebook page, which we use for hiring and whatnot. But the boss decided that he wanted a page for every entity in the corporation. Fine. Not too hard. Once those were up, the idea was that we would all become fans (not a problem, I'm a fan of our restaurants. Actually, I only became a fan of one to show that I had received the invites. I don't like having too many fan pages. If I'm a fan of something on facebook, I'm REALLY a fan, otherwise I don't care to load everybody else's facebook timeline with inane chatter), and then invite all our friends to become fans. Whoa, wait, that's not kosher.

I probably stated it a little strong. As everyone in the department was going around sending invites to all of their friends, the boss asked if I had done so yet. I was feeling a little annoyed at the idea, so I had (too much) time to think about what I was going to reply when I hadn't sent invites yet. No, I'm afraid that I won't be sending invites. Why? "I don't feel that my social life is a marketing venue". Yeah, a little strong. Awkward silence. Of course I was right, most everyone would agree that there's an ethical line there. I know that those there were thinking of ways to justify the action to make me reconsider. Anyhow, I think I'll be trying a little less passively to find a job. I still love what I do.

Friday, October 09, 2009

Every Day IV

Every Day this blog isn't. Thanks for checking, though.

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Every Day (Ultimatum)

Faith is Every Day

Elder Oaks gave a talk in 2005 titled "The Dedication of a Lifetime". While this talk is notoriously referenced as the call-out talk for dating (The three p's of a dating qualifier came from this talk: Planned, Paired Off, and Paid For). While this certainly was an interesting portion of the talk, it wasn't the primary focus. The theme for his talk came from a presidential candidate. I now quote from Elder Oak's Talk (accessible here).

I have titled my talk “The Dedication of a Lifetime.” I borrowed this title from something said by Governor Adlai E. Stevenson of Illinois, who was the Democratic Party candidate for president of the United States in 1952 and 1956. He was a fine man and would have been president if he had not been running against a very popular opponent, Dwight D. Eisenhower. [editor's note: Elder Oaks looks like Dwight. That should count for something. And no, it's not just the audacious baldness.]

In speaking to an American Legion Convention, Stevenson gave a wise statement about patriotism. He said that what we need “is not short, frenzied outbursts of emotion, but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime” (speech given Aug. 27, 1952, quoted in John Bartlett, comp., Familiar Quotations, 13th ed. [1955], 986). I like that—“not short, frenzied outbursts of emotion, but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime.” I will use this description of patriotism as a formula for how we should live the gospel.
Elder Oaks continued to state that gospel extremism isn't appropriate. I would like to take the discussion a different direction, related more to my theme. Another quote, this time by President Harold B. Lee: “Testimony isn’t something you have today, and you are going to have always. A testimony is fragile. It is as hard to hold as a moonbeam. It is something you have to recapture every day of your life” (“President Harold B. Lee Directs Church; Led By The Spirit,” Church News, 15 July 1972, 4).

In my last post I talked about the cost of maintenance. I think that it's applicable here as well. Especially considering my favorite Elder Maxwell quote, given when he spoke at the institute: "Be a high yield, low maintenance member of the church, we have ample supply of the other kind." Here, the cost of maintenance is again a daily dedication (recapture every day). If we don't pay the maintenance costs now, the consequences will me much more expensive to repair.

So faith is every day. It doesn't come in spurts, although it can be more concentrated at moments. And it isn't an intense celestial elation to accompany every moment. It's fighting every day, even when you don't need to.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Every Day (2)

Love is Every Day
Sorry, time to get a little cheesy
I hate 'chick flick movies' where some guy sweeps some girl off her feet just as she's about to get married. Let's list a few:
  • Sleepless in Seattle
  • Runaway Bride
  • Sweet Home Alabama
  • The Notebook
  • The Wedding Planner
  • The Wedding Singer (ok, not entirely a chick flick)
  • Meet Joe Black
  • Serendipity
  • On and on and on
How are these romantic? It's not the guy sweeping the girl that's the problem for me, sure that'd be great for any of us. It's the engagement part, and one reason I see that people can quickly get in over their heads with what they think is a textbook movie romance (a paradox, I realize - 'textbook movie'?).

For me, love is every day. It's more than a heart fluttering impression. I guess my hope would be that anyone who gets married has an idea of what every day with the other person is going to be like. Say, pick day 1,206 of their marriage and let them ponder that. Love doesn't come in spurts, although it can be more concentrated at moments. And it isn't intense elation to accompany every moment. Sometimes it's just holding on to everyday with someone. And, I'm sure, that just like happiness, you have to work everyday to maintain it, it isn't just a given that love will endure forever. If happiness didn't fade I wouldn't have to work at it. But just like maintaining happiness is necessary at times and redundant at others, the reward of proper maintenance far outweighs the cost of time and effort.

Doesn't that make my outlook a little ... pessimistic? As Maybe F√ľnke would challenge, "Marry me!"

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Every Day.

So today I thought about how important every day is. This isn't a "Live every week like it was shark week" feeling, but the idea that if something right needs to happen, it's got to happen every day, otherwise it quickly falls off the radar.

Point in case: this summer I picked up running. I got to be quite good at it. I finished my second 10k in under 50 minutes. But about mid August I just stopped practicing after it rained one day. And now I probably couldn't do a 10k in under an hour (we'll see, I'm signed up for another at the end of this month). I've noticed how easy it is to miss scripture study if I miss it for whatever reason for one day. Somehow it's able to slip the mind exponentially quicker.

So I wanted to post a few things that I think are every day.

Happiness is every day.

I have pondered T.R.'s "Journey" posts lately. I have been fortunate enough not to have suffered a lingering depression. I do at times get fits of depression. When my grandmother passed away in 1998 my grandfather suffered through some depression. What I remember from that time is the hours he would spend with his eyes closed (not sleeping, just sitting on the couch with his eyes closed). I don't know why that stuck in my mind, but the most cathartic feeling for me when I'm overwhelmed is to envelope myself in darkness like I imagine my grandfather was doing. Sometimes I think the feelings of sadness (or anxiety) that occur are the most piercing to the soul, and admittedly there are times when I can feel sadness coming and choose to focus on it just to feel those strong emotions stir around.

One thing that I resonated with in the posts was "I wouldn’t say that it just lifted, but rather that it very slowly and imperceptibly dissipated." I find that true of many of these fits of sadness. For me, they lift slowly as though a haze is breaking. Not all at once, but every day.

After such experiences, I set up certain perimeters in my life that I try to follow every day. I try to read more comic strips than news articles, I picked up running (for as long as it lasted), I try to balance reading for class with reading for enjoyment. I have certain art projects that I keep mostly finished - I find that I'm not terribly creative when I'm depressed, but my attention to detail increases, so I don't start anything new, just work on something fun. In the end, I fight every day to stay happy, whether I need it or not. And I find that when I do that consistently, I need it less often.

So for me, happiness is every day. It doesn't come in spurts, although it can be more concentrated at moments. And it isn't intense elation to accompany every moment. It's fighting every day, even when you don't need to.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Haiku, too?

Wow, Saturday already. I was going to try and stay ahead of the trend on this one:

Happy to cheer on
my Alma Mater to be.
Let's go Utah Utes!

Although not needed,
I purchased a new cell phone.
Will it survive wear?

Messages in space?
Everything's amazing,
Nobody's happy



And if your thirst for haiku is not yet satiated, I've discovered Twitter Haiku. As MLBee said, "I say its pure fun/Perhaps its more a challenge/It's twitter haiku!".

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

A funny occurrence after posting today

So after slaughtering massive hoards of Nazi zombie's, I checked my email and had received the following from Steep and Cheap, and found it relatable:

One of my friends sends me e-mails every couple days to let me know that he's posted new items to his blog. It's like, hey man, the whole point of having a blog is so that you don't have to e-mail me with news all the time. It makes it easier to ignore what's going on with you in one convenient place. I've read that an average blog gets one reader, which makes sense. After all, some blogs have hundreds of thousands of readers, so there must be hundreds of thousands of blogs with no readers.


Awesome. Just awesome.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

The premise of the argument

I think I already have a post with the same title, but I like the way it sounds.

Statement the first - I am typing this entire post in Dvorak keyboard layout. While I've gotten somewhat faster with Dvorak, it is still belaboringly slow. Also, please forgive any spelling errors as my spellchecker is highlighting every single word as though it's all wrong. Hmm.

Statement of purpose: I really want to blog more, I liked blogging, but it's almost like I ran out of stuff to say. Therefore, I would ask that you please bear with me through some mediocre posts (which I will explain) so that I can again find my 'voice'.

With the intent to again familiarize myself with the blogging world, I've decided to adopt a semi-temporary meme for my blog: that of weekly haiku. This way, I will force myself to adapt to a short, simple form of communication that will hopefully be meaningful (for myself and the reader). I will not post in only haiku, but as I've found with twitter, if I restrict myself to a certain form, I am able to adapt to a medium, rather than expanding to meet a limitless medium, as I am now doing (blahg!). That said, I've two haiku reflective of the past few weeks of my existance. Good luck, and I hope to see you on the flip side. Of the haiku, not The Force. Ahem:

Chosen insomnia:
Nazi Zombie madness reigns
Let's go one more round

March resolution:
Feed your blog until it lives
Dead blogs surround me

So, yeah, I've been playing a lot of Nazi Zombiage. Killing Nazis WHILE killing zombies? What a winning combination! It's like the interrobang, or bacon-wrapped chocolate! Hmmm ... if you need me, I'll be in the kitchen frying up some bacon. And thinking haiku.