11/25/2008

I have a naughty kitten. Her name is Karma. And she likes to hang out with me when I'm at the computer. The reason I'm able to write this is because I've banished her from the office and closed the door.

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My "chores" program is usable. I think we'll start using it officially tomorrow. I still have some functionality I'd like to add, since it only seems proper to offer it up a polished version for download.

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People are hurting out there. Normally, I have a short list of people I help from time to time. Some more than others. And now with the economy being what it is, they're more in need than ever. And I can't help them right now. It kind of sucks.

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I found two old fortune cookies, or rather, the paper one finds within them. I like to keep the ones I like. One says, "You'll be called to a post requiring high ability in handling groups of people." I would love such a position. I crave being able to help people, and often seek to smooth out problems, no matter what my position. I think I have what it takes to be a leader. I'm compassionate and know what people need. And I think I can infect people with my own guiding principles: self-improvement andcultivating professionalism. To me, professionalism is putting the companies needs above your own.

I used to carry a pocket-sized copy of the Tao te Ching with me wherever I went. Chapter 17 has been translated this way:

"When the Master governs, the people
are hardly awake that he exists.
Next best is a leader who is loved.
Next, one who is feared.
The worst is one who is despised.

"If you don't trust the people,
you make them untrustworthy.

"The Master doesn't talk, he acts.
When his work is done,
the people say, "Amazing:
we did it, all by ourselves!"

That's how I think I would try to be as a manager, keeping my ego out of the way and always serving those around me.

The other fortune says, "Be mischievous and you will not be lonesome." Something to think about.

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I've been listening to the Beatles lately. It makes me wonder what it must have been like for Yoko Ono, who had so many recording of John's voice to listen to after he died. Celebrities live the strangest lives. Everywhere she goes, she'll always be John's wife.

And I've been digging an Aboriginal singer named Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu lately. It's pretty good stuff.