Ok. This is Part 3 and Part 1 and Part 2 came out months ago. I am a lame blogger. There. I’ve said it. Now let’s move on, shall we?
Starting somewhat where I left off, I want to do a little thought experiment with you. Einstein did it and you can too. All he did is think about things a little more deeply than most of us tend to do what with life and television and all.
So I’m asking you to step back in time and imagine that you’re one of the first beings that we now call humans. You’re living your life. The men are hunting and the women are gathering and taking care of the kids — probably cleaning the cave and washing the furs too. Anyway, the men probably started trying to kill animals with their bare hands and teeth. Then they figured out they could use a rock and then spear. The women made baby carriers out of skins and baskets for gathering berries and nuts out of reeds. Us humans started making and using tools because it made doing the regular work of staying alive easier and more efficient. And here’s where the real thinking comes in. Continue reading
My last installment was an introduction to my rebellious nature and how now, with the economic collapse, I am feeling vindicated about many of the unconventional choices I’ve made. So what else exactly do I feel vindicated about? Here are just a few examples of conventional societal advice and how not taking it has panned out for me:
1 – You need to work hard, earn at least a Master’s degree and plan your career goals carefully to be successful and “get ahead.”
I never planned my career or ever really picked one thing to be.
Well, I did want to be an Elevator Operator at one point. Pushing the buttons and going up and down all day looks like the best job in the world to a 4-year-old. Then there was the Movie Star phase… Continue reading
I have never been what anyone would call “career driven”. I have an Associate of Science degree in Physics, the only one I’ve ever heard of. After earning that, I went to work as various types of electronic technician and programmer, and Admin, Executive, Development and Special Assistants. For most of my adult life, I fell into jobs through temp agencies or friends. And once I was working at a place, they never wanted me to leave because I always know too much about too many things too fast. I have too much fun filling in the organizational gaps and inevitably become the magic glue that holds everything together. And in the past decade, I started to have the great ideas just a little too soon and from a position of a little too little power. These ideas usually ended up getting considered a year or two later when someone higher on the food chain or a ridiculously high paid consultant “suddenly” presented it in a report. Continue reading
When doing a recent shoot for the Hornman Project, we stayed with some lovely people who have one of the most beautiful, homey kitchens I’ve ever seen. And they love to bake and love chocolate. So I decided to send them this recipe as a thank-you gift with some chocolate to get them started. I thought that while I was at it, I’d share with all of you too. If you bake them, let me know how they turn out… or send some!
Infamous Nieman Marcus Cookie Recipe
I was given this recipe as a copy of a copy of a copy that an old friend’s mom supposedly got clandestinely from a sales person at Nieman Marcus. Continue reading
Bill Nemoyten is my dad. He a pretty cool dude for being born in 1928. In the past several years since he “retired,” he’s written over 50 stories, essays and articles about music, the arts, and his considerable catalog of life adventures. He also occasionally performs a show called “The Hornman” in which he plays 13 different horns ranging from a conch shell through a didgeridoo, all the brass instruments and ending with a 12.5 foot alp horn and his own invention, the Hose-A-Phone. And in between playing each horn he does a few jokes and educates about the world, music and life. Then there are the hats and props. Find out more at www.TheHornman.com . Then there are the other bands and groups he belongs to. Continue reading