Time to Blog, who has it? Apparently not me.

OK, so I'm not much of a blogger.  i confess.

but then, i'm trying to work a 10 hour a day job where I'm cut off from the real world and can't multi task, like I used to do.

clever bastards have made this job so that you have to multitask continuously to do their work, so there is nothing left.  Most jobs allow you to do a few things at once but not this one.

Guess I was spoiled by my previous employment.  I was hugely productive because I could do three different things at once.  Talk on the phone, type about something else, think about a problem I was solving, and sometimes be waiting for hardware or software to do its thing.  But I was only expected to do one thing at a time.

Now, I have to do three things at once for the company at half the pay.

And economists wonder why the economy is shrinking? At least pay people what their skills and efforts are worth.

And don't say or think that there isn't enough wealth to go around.  There's more wealth, more money than ever before in human history.  It is just not moving through the system anymore.

Not good.

January post and Mr. Jobs.

January post.

Wow.  Thought I'd make another post.

Some people seem to have too much time on their hands, and others, not enough.  I'm the not enough group.

Blame a truly, as a friend from my college years said back then, Catholic taste.  First time I'd heard that.

I was offended.   Although I was a WASP through and through by appearance and past, I'd already gone a long way, at that point in my adulthood, to shed that ghostly skin and was far far more something like a Buddhist.  He pointed out it was an adjective.

Today the expression is lost.  It used to be admired, an encompassing passion and understanding of all of something.

You like music?  Then you should strive to find all the music, from as many cultures as you can, past and present, to find out what you like, not just following what your friends or family like, and then understand why you like it.

A few years later someone looked over my record collection and said, "You're the only person I know who likes ACDC and Bach."  ACDC  first compose their music on piano.  Their songs at that point sound like classical piano pieces.  Not that I knew that then.

I think that today there is a huge gap between this human desire to have a rich life, not a wealthy life but a life rich in quality experiences, and the clinically over-focused, singularly devoted, overly specialized and emotionally simple personality that seeks to achieve success, usually financial but some times power related success, at all costs.

I'm reading the recent Steve Jobs biography.  For all his aesthetic design sensibilities that helped shape his company's products he was otherwise in his life a most unimaginative and primitive man.

Example.  He loved the Zen Gardens of Koyoto, for himself the most beautiful places on earth.  He was worth billions of dollars.  And he was incredibly smart.  And was a Buddhist who strove for enlightenment.  A Zen Buddhist.  And he could make time to do anything he wanted with his life from the age of thirty on. Anything.  He seemed to understand that Buddhism is achieved in the doing, and one of the ways to achieve enlightenment is to...strive to build a Zen Garden.  But he never did.  Didn't even try.  All he really worked on was his company, to the sacrifice of just about all else.

Maybe his consumer goods are his Zen Garden.

He hoped it was so.  We'll see.