You know, I'm always the first to take a jab at Brett Favre. I think he's been a media darling the last few years, and everyone's been real annoyed with the retirings, un-retirings, and screwing over the team that gave him such a great home for the majority of his career. And of course for me, the seed of hate against Favre was planted at a young age. Cheering for the Broncos back when they were a team you could actually cheer for without inviting suicide or ptsd, they didn't get any credit. When it was John Elway vs. Brett Favre, the media was all in favor of Favre. So more than the typical 'hater' (except for Packers fans I guess), I've never liked him.
But let's not forget something. Let's not forget the incredible career he actually had. There's a reason the media went gaga over his retirement and un-retirement. And there's a reason everyone (even those who said they didn't) cared. Look what he did last year in Minnesota. He took a mediocre-at-best team that relied too heavily on the run game and turned it into a Super Bowl contender that was exciting to watch.
But most important is the streak that ended tonight. Say what you will about his drama queening of late or of text messages he may or may not have sent, that streak is one of the most impressive feats in modern sports. 297 starts in a row. Every single game since 1992. Bill Clinton was not even president yet the last time Brett Favre missed a game. I was 4 years old. Favre's streak is as old as the European Union....I could go on. If you really want more, here's some nostalgia for you.
The point is, we can keep on hating Brett Favre, and I'm not saying you shouldn't, but you have to always keep in mind that he accomplished something that I don't think anyone ever will again do in the future of the NFL (especially if they go to 18 games).
Cheers,
The Flying Dutchman.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
One of the perks of living and working in NYC
So I thought this was kinda cool, but kinda forgot about it. Then I thought I'd share it here. I think my non-New York friends and family (well, basically Ashleigh will) will enjoy this little tidbit.
So that Thursday morning I had to go to work ended up being the Today Show's Christmas party. We had the Today Show logo up on our screen, but it hadn't really dawned on me until I was looking at the run of show. I was like "holy crap! The musician playing is James Blunt?! Who has James Blunt at their office Christmas Party?" To which the lead tech says, "umm....the Today Show." Then I realize I'm very dumb for staring at the Today Show logo up on our screen all morning and not putting two and two together. In my defense, I was on three hours of sleep.
So yeah, we did the Today Show's party. It was pretty cool. I've done events with celebrities before, but this was definitely the most low-key and personal of them. At one point, I was about five feet from Meredith Viera, Al Roker, and Matt Lauer. And James Blunt played....and yes, he sang his stupid "You're Beautiful" song.
Oh, and James Blunt is tiny. He looks like a mouse.
Happy Hanukkah,
The Flying Dutchman.
So that Thursday morning I had to go to work ended up being the Today Show's Christmas party. We had the Today Show logo up on our screen, but it hadn't really dawned on me until I was looking at the run of show. I was like "holy crap! The musician playing is James Blunt?! Who has James Blunt at their office Christmas Party?" To which the lead tech says, "umm....the Today Show." Then I realize I'm very dumb for staring at the Today Show logo up on our screen all morning and not putting two and two together. In my defense, I was on three hours of sleep.
So yeah, we did the Today Show's party. It was pretty cool. I've done events with celebrities before, but this was definitely the most low-key and personal of them. At one point, I was about five feet from Meredith Viera, Al Roker, and Matt Lauer. And James Blunt played....and yes, he sang his stupid "You're Beautiful" song.
Oh, and James Blunt is tiny. He looks like a mouse.
Happy Hanukkah,
The Flying Dutchman.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Long Enough...
I've decided that from now on, whenever someone asks, "How long have you been here[there]?" My response will always be "long enough."
This way if anyone does anything embarrassing prior to me entering a room thinking they are alone, they will instantly be embarrassed regardless of whether or not I actually saw them do said embarrassing thing.
This way if anyone does anything embarrassing prior to me entering a room thinking they are alone, they will instantly be embarrassed regardless of whether or not I actually saw them do said embarrassing thing.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Career Hunt
Before taking a nap and returning to work, as promised, I will post my first real blog.
I find myself in an interesting situation right now. I have a job--it pays my bills, kinda. The work isn't always steady, but when it is, I'll be able to live off it ok. But that's not enough. Not only is it monetarily not enough (if I want to live off more than mere pennies of spending money each month), it is not satisfactory as part of my overall career path. As of now, all it's good for is something to put on the resume for some kind of vague industry experience.
Therefore, most days I find myself continuing the job search. That term isn't perfectly adequate, however. I prefer 'career search'. I've got the job. It's ok for now. Now I need a career. I'm not gonna do AV for the rest of my life. The trouble is, it is very hard to find good fits at the moment. All I seem to uncover in my searches are jobs that I'm too qualified for, which means the pay wouldn't be enough, or jobs I'm not qualified for at all. On the odd chance I find a job that fits my qualifications, experience, and interests, the job market is already saturated with recent college graduates with better resumes. Or it's an unpaid internship--most of which require college credit to be earned in order to be an intern. Immediate disqualification.
Frustrating though it may be, it's important to keep a long-term perspective in mind. I can do the crappy job for now. Save up. Hopefully afford all my bills (cross your fingers). Keep looking.
Cheers,
The Flying Dutchman.
PS: Right on cue, just got a call from my job. 5am to 5pm this Thursday. I can deal with the long hours and early mornings, but the week-to-week uncertainty is killing me.
I find myself in an interesting situation right now. I have a job--it pays my bills, kinda. The work isn't always steady, but when it is, I'll be able to live off it ok. But that's not enough. Not only is it monetarily not enough (if I want to live off more than mere pennies of spending money each month), it is not satisfactory as part of my overall career path. As of now, all it's good for is something to put on the resume for some kind of vague industry experience.
Therefore, most days I find myself continuing the job search. That term isn't perfectly adequate, however. I prefer 'career search'. I've got the job. It's ok for now. Now I need a career. I'm not gonna do AV for the rest of my life. The trouble is, it is very hard to find good fits at the moment. All I seem to uncover in my searches are jobs that I'm too qualified for, which means the pay wouldn't be enough, or jobs I'm not qualified for at all. On the odd chance I find a job that fits my qualifications, experience, and interests, the job market is already saturated with recent college graduates with better resumes. Or it's an unpaid internship--most of which require college credit to be earned in order to be an intern. Immediate disqualification.
Frustrating though it may be, it's important to keep a long-term perspective in mind. I can do the crappy job for now. Save up. Hopefully afford all my bills (cross your fingers). Keep looking.
Cheers,
The Flying Dutchman.
PS: Right on cue, just got a call from my job. 5am to 5pm this Thursday. I can deal with the long hours and early mornings, but the week-to-week uncertainty is killing me.
Welcome to "Taking Flight."
So, it may seem somewhat random that I've started a blog. Honestly, I never thought that I would be a blog person, but lately it just seems like a good thing to do. I've been stuck with a dreadful writer's block, but not for lack of thought. So I felt one appropriate response to this would be to create a medium with which to express myself in free-form.
The other reason for starting this blog is to keep tabs with my family back home in Colorado. When you ask 'how's New York', it's pretty much always impossible to give a good answer, so I just say 'good'. With this I can keep you up to date with the monotony of my daily life....Or rather my week-to-week changes in life goals and schemes to pay off my student loans.
A bit about the name....It's seems really cheesy, and I already want to change it for that reason, but I assure it's not as cheesy as sounds. The name is referring to my self-applied moniker of 'Flying Dutchman.' So in keeping with this nickname, as I've finished college and moved on to young adulthood, you could say I'm growing my wings or learning to fly (to allude to Pink Floyd). Still cheesy. Deal with it. And to make it even cheesier, ever since reading Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man my senior year in high school, I've always identified with taking flight as a poignant metaphor for reaching adulthood and independence. Flying above the nets of tradition, society, religion, family, country.
....Well enough pseudo-intellectual babble for now. I'm running on two hours of sleep, so I'm sure it's utterly worthless.
So, let us begin. Welcome to my blog. At the moment I am eating rotini and listening to The Wall. I worked today at 4am (well, that is I showed up at 4am, only to discover an hour later, that I had been misinformed and the call actually started at 5), and I couldn't sleep last night. I should be sleeping right now....meh.
Enough for now; I'll post my first real blog sometime today.
Cheers,
The Flying Dutchman
The other reason for starting this blog is to keep tabs with my family back home in Colorado. When you ask 'how's New York', it's pretty much always impossible to give a good answer, so I just say 'good'. With this I can keep you up to date with the monotony of my daily life....Or rather my week-to-week changes in life goals and schemes to pay off my student loans.
A bit about the name....It's seems really cheesy, and I already want to change it for that reason, but I assure it's not as cheesy as sounds. The name is referring to my self-applied moniker of 'Flying Dutchman.' So in keeping with this nickname, as I've finished college and moved on to young adulthood, you could say I'm growing my wings or learning to fly (to allude to Pink Floyd). Still cheesy. Deal with it. And to make it even cheesier, ever since reading Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man my senior year in high school, I've always identified with taking flight as a poignant metaphor for reaching adulthood and independence. Flying above the nets of tradition, society, religion, family, country.
....Well enough pseudo-intellectual babble for now. I'm running on two hours of sleep, so I'm sure it's utterly worthless.
So, let us begin. Welcome to my blog. At the moment I am eating rotini and listening to The Wall. I worked today at 4am (well, that is I showed up at 4am, only to discover an hour later, that I had been misinformed and the call actually started at 5), and I couldn't sleep last night. I should be sleeping right now....meh.
Enough for now; I'll post my first real blog sometime today.
Cheers,
The Flying Dutchman
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