The Critical Path

In dealing with any task or challenge in life, there is an inherent critical path.  In the world of real estate development, we define the critical path as “the sequence of activities that must be completed on schedule for the entire project to be completed on schedule.”  In short, the critical path recognizes which items need to be addressed, and in what order, to minimize the time till completion.  I believe that this concept of a critical path can be very useful in finding a suitable mate.  The cat and mouse system of courtship, the mind games, and dating itself can be time consuming, expensive, and often frustrating for men. So why don’t men do the specific things that would put themselves on a more efficient path to finding a partner?  In this article, we will examine a few high percentage activities that could be an effective part of your critical path.

Dancing:

We all know what its like to be at a party or a wedding and there is one guy out on the dance floor winning over the ladies while we are sitting there staring down at our drink.  Many guys have an “I don’t dance” policy because they want to feel macho.  But when it comes right down to it, would you rather impress your macho cousin Eddie who hasn’t danced since 1986 or the ladies at the party?  If we think about things rationally, men everywhere should be learning to dance like Usher with the hopes of wooing the ladies.

Target Rich Environment:  

There are many activities and places that are frequented predominantly by females and where men would be a commodity by just showing up.  For instance, yoga classes, salsa lessons, farmers markets, and Bloomingdales just to name a few.  Make no mistake, most fellas that I know would rather sit home watching the game than go any of these places.  But its not about thoroughly enjoying the farmers market, its about giving yourself a few at bats while you buy some fresh fruit and veggies for the week.  With respect to salsa lessons, there is often a shortage of guys in the class to a point where girls are dancing with girls.  A man doesn’t have to be good at salsa in order to find himself in a spicy situation.

  

Party Hard, Party Right

There is a misnomer that women want a man who appears to be settled or settling down.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  Woman want a wild man who they can attempt to tame down and whom they can try to change.  Many men feel that they are better off showing off their maturity or the depths of their wallet.  But neither of those, on their own, can compete with a wild night out that is more fun than classy.  To ensure that you on the right path, put forth the illusion that you are somewhat of a party animal.

Note that being a party animal doesn’t mean drinking too much and passing out at Burger King at 4am.  In this case, it means frequenting the newest hot spots and showing an interest in having night out on the town that are memorable.  Most people in their 30′s don’t go out as often as they did while in their 20′s because they don’t have as much energy and they likely have less people to go out with.  As such, wild and crazy memorable nights can be hard to come by.  In some ways, a memorable night is like a work of art, and finding a way to show that you can paint a beautiful picture on the palate of life is sure to win her over.

Overall, it is obvious that people generally make choices based on their comfort level and their preferences rather than taking the route that they know deep down will likely produce the best results.  In this world we live in where luxuries are all around us like the remote control and the internet, I am not surprised that most men do not think in terms of a critical path.  We are all spoiled by convenience and we want finding a significant other to be convenient as well.  However, that just leaves more opportunity for those who follow a critical path.

So next time you are at a wedding, tell your cousin Eddie to hold your drink while you cut a rug with the brides maids.  And when Eddie gives you a funny look, tell him that if he doesn’t like the new you, he can go watch Lord of the Rings back at the house.

Bright Lights, Big City.

Maybe We Just Need Tails

“Man is the only animal that blushes.  Or needs to”

- Mark Twain

Air, water and food are the metabolic requirements for humans.  Shelter and clothing provide protection from the elements and are strongly desired, but not required for humans to live.  As much as we don’t want to admit it, we are animals.  Sure, we may have split the atom and found a way to put a man on the moon, but we are still just animals.  In fact, there are many humans who have been born with a tail.  Humans have a “tail bone” (the coccyx) attached to the pelvis, in the same place which other mammals have tails.

Sometimes, a child is born with a “soft tail”, which contains no vertebrae, but only blood vessels, muscles, and nerves.  People, especially New Yorkers, like to believe that they are a cut above the rest and that “their” way of life is the best.  But if we slow down to analyze what we really need as animals, not just as the persona that is ‘I,’ then we may see a different side of ourselves and the people around us.

I have written in past posts that people generally tend to not go after exactly what they want for fear of failure.  Instead, they settle for something less, but generally which is also less of a hassle to attain.  How many of us wanted to be professional athletes but realized it was a long shot, so we played in High School or College but then never took the time to hone our skills to the professional level?

How many of us would like to write a book someday but have yet to even write ten pages of that book?  For some, the path of least resistance is to not try at all, and its certainly understandable.  Do we owe more to the part of ourselves that is purely animal?  What would happen if we acknowledged that our needs go beyond generally accepted protocols of interaction?  Would we be happier or less happy?

One thing is for sure.  We don’t really consider ourselves animals anymore.  We take pride in the many ways that we differ from the animals around us.  Whether it being delaying gratification through monogamy or by establishing a 401K, we take pride in all the ways that we are sophisticated, while repressing our animal instincts.

I fully understand all of the reasons that we, as a society and a species, would do such a thing.  The animal kingdom, while filled with honesty of character, is not what you would call democratic and protective of individual rights.  I’m sure a gazelle is not all that surprised when a lion tries to kill it, and a lion never pretends to be anything other than a lion.  It is a killer and unapologetic about it.  In our society, we don’t just say “Tommy is a killer.  Thats just how Tommy is.”  If Tommy started killing our citizens and eating them, we would lock Tommy up.

In conclusion, I think we live in a society where we repress our animal instincts and then like to act surprised when they come out.  I believe there is potential for us to lead happier lives if we own up to the fact that we are in deed animals.  Make no mistake, the answer is not to act with the same reckless abandon as your dog Fido.  The answer is to understand that you and Fido have a lot more in common than you think.   If you give Fido a doggie treat, he will eat it.  If you give him two, he’ll eat two.  So why should you be surprised when you have a hard time eating just one Thin Mint cookie when you have an entire box at your disposal.  You are just an animal and you are flawed.  Period.

Maybe if we had tails, we would better understand ourselves and the people around us.   Maybe we could truly accept each other as our true selves, not just the persona that is ‘I.’

“If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.”

- Mark Twain

Bright Lights, Big City.

You Can Find Me in the Club, Bottle Full of Bub

For anyone who has ever gone out to a club in the Meatpacking district, one thing is clear.  The line to get in is filled with a predominantly good looking crowd, especially the ladies.  The women seem to have all gotten the same memo and are wearing some derivation of a tight little black dress, though it may be in a different color (you know…to show off their creativity).  As a guy, it can be very difficult to get into these clubs, especially if you are sans women.  But if you are a woman, you can likely get in even if you aren’t much of a looker.

Guy at Tenjune

So it struck me as interesting that there weren’t too many non-lookers ladies on the line.  Is is because non-looker ladies don’t want to feel out matched?  Typically, the ratio of non-looker men is quite high comparatively.  What are the causes that lead to this difference among the sexes.  Lets examine.

Men

Lets start with the men since they are much easier to figure out.  Beautiful women are a draw to men, so men go where the beautiful women are.   Yes, it really is that simple.  And considering what these ladies are wearing, window shopping is enough entertainment for most men even if their chances for romantic interaction are lessened.

Boom Boom Room - Standard Hotel

The Meatpacking District is dominated by bottle service, which means that it takes some serious coin party there regularly.  Most of the men are hoping to attract women just by showing up at these clubs.  Buying a bottle at a club is the bar equivalent of wearing a sign around your neck that says “I have money.”  Or at least, that would be the idea.  I ain’t saying that the women who attend these clubs are gold diggers, but they ain’t messin with (you know the rest).

Women

I believe that most women require three criteria for where they are willing to spend their free time.  Comfort, Friends and Fun or C.F.F.

Pastis

Comfort:  Women typically like to feel pretty, especially when they are all dressed up.  So it makes sense that the non-lookers would not want to feel like the ugliest duckling in the room.  The lookers have the confidence to feel comfortable around other lookers.

Gansevoort Hotel - Meatpacking District

Friends:  I’m sure we have all noticed how good looking people tend to have good looking friends.  And middle of the road looking people tend to have middle of the road looking friends.  So on and so forth.  With that in mind, these lookers go out in the Meatpacking district with their friends, and low and behold they are good looking as well.

Fun:  Girls just wanna have fun.  In truth, everyone does.  There was a recent study done by the University of Texas that concluded that beautiful people are happier than the plain Jane or even the ugly Joe.  Below is a testimonial from one of the readers of the study named Fermina:

“‘I’d agree with this. I’m a fairly attractive, feminine woman who helps herself out (figure flattering clothes, nice makeup, etc). I’m not a perfect 10 by any means, but I’ve also moved in circles in school/work that aren’t full of supermodels, and I’d say I’m usually one of the more attractive people in those groups.

I’m not hot enough to get by without work, but I do think the combination of being somewhat attractive with an outgoing personality has supplemented my accomplishments. I have a pretty good job for my field, considering that I’m under 25 and just starting grad school, I don’t have a problem finding attractive and interesting dates/hook ups, and I’m pretty happy with the little niche I’ve carved out for myself.”

As expressed by this testimonial, good looks can impact most areas of life including career.  I believe that it can generally be said that good looking people will generally have greater success, and generally more disposable income, and generally less worries.  Hence, they are more likely to go out partying in general.  Since the  Meatpacking District is on the higher end of the range, it makes sense that better looking people would party there, in particular, better looking women.

Dinner at Buddakan

Should we be surprised that Fermina admits that she hangs out in crowds where she is one of the better looking people?  Not really, because she is staying true to the C.F.F. formula.  It just so happens that the Meatpacking District women likely have a comfort level with people in their own looks bracket.  Perhaps that comfort level stems from the confidence boost of rolling into the club along side other lookers.

Club Griffin - Meatpacking District

In conclusion, there are many forces at play to explain the Meatpacking District phenomenon.  Some of these factors are ingrained in what makes us human beings.  We long to fit in, we long to feel safe, and we long to enjoy ourselves during our free time.  Most of us are not all that surprised that non-good looking people are not hanging out in the Meatpacking District.  Afterall, non-good looking people probably don’t go out as much in general.   But next time your ugly friend declines and invite to Tenjune, you can look them in the eye and say “I understand, it just ain’t in your C.F.F.”

Bright Lights, Big City.

Deviation and Standards

It is commonly accepted that people have different likes and dislikes.  However, I have noticed that as we reach our thirties we become more steadfast in those likes and dislikes.  Priorities tend to change accordingly, and we settle in to who we are and who we will become.  The concept of our legacy becomes an ordinary thread that permeates our subconscious and affects our day to day decisions.

I’m sure we have all stood by and watched our friends make seemingly poor decisions.  I’m not talking about standing by while your friend develops a cocaine habit.  I’m talking about a decision to move somewhere that makes very little sense or to always put work ahead of their social life.

In light of my frustrations, I have tried very hard to understand people and their motivations.  I believe that most people fall into one of the following three groups:

1) Evolvers: This is a group of people who feel that there is a specific time period where it appropriate to do certain things, and then they move on to something else.  This group might have enjoyed attending a keg party in college, but by 25 years old they were over it.  This group has many interests besides starting a family and settling down.  But those interests change regularly and are not meant to please anyone but themselves.

2) Extraordinaries : This is a group of people who want to leave their mark on the world.  They want to be able to look back at their life and have some very interesting stories to tell by anyone’s standards.  Whether it be telling the story of how they invented a product or dated a celebrity, they want their life’s story to be worthy of a memoir.  One of the most important features of this group is that they feel like they are serving the world in some way by living an interesting lifestyle.  After all, somebody has to be the next reality star or socialite featured on Page Six.

3) Family Brick Roaders: This is a group of people who’s time at the clubs was always intended to be fleeting.  Drinking and partying hard are not their forte deep down.  They long for the life that they consider the American dream and can’t wait for their 2.0 kids and 1.70 pets per household.

Which category do you fall in?  That is up to you.  I don’t think that most people consciously make a decision to live their lives in accordance with one category.  Rather, they just gravitate towards specific traits and values that they identify with per their upbringing and life goals.  If you take one person from each category at age 19, you would be hard pressed to tell them apart.  In fact, a Family Brick Roader might be the hardest partier of them all since the Family Brick Roader subconsciously feels like there is an expiration date on partying so hard.

Look around at your colleagues and friends.  Are they Evolvers?  Are they Extraordinaries?  What will be your own legacy?

Bright Lights, Big City.

The New York City Kool-aid

Lord Have Mercy

Several years ago, my aunt and uncle from Florida were visiting New York City for a dentistry convention.  As the keynote speaker, my uncle did not have time to meet for a meal, so instead I them both in their room at the Hilton on 6th Avenue and 53rd Street.  Given my uncle’s status at the convention, they were given a suite on a high floor of the hotel.  When I arrived at their room, it was the middle of the afternoon and the curtains were closed as though they had never been opened.  My uncle was typing on his laptop and my aunt was lounging on the couch in the living room area.  After some small talk, I asked if they would like me to open the shades.  They both agreed it would be nice to allow some natural light into the room.  I opened the shades and quickly realized that the view they had was nothing short of amazing.  This was the angels singing, lord have mercy, dead on view of Central Park that so many New Yorkers are obsessed with.  I implored my aunt and uncle to have a look out the window and they both obliged for about 7 seconds.  I was perplexed.  How could they be so ambivalent about this amazing view?  Sure they were from Florida, but wasn’t this view beautiful enough to transcend a State of origin?

Reggie Jackson over Central Park

Status Symbol

After much careful thought, I realized that the Central Park view is not coveted by New Yorkers purely because of its beauty, but also for what it represents.  In most cases, to have this view is to have achieved a high level of success.  Whether it be from a fancy hotel room or a penthouse on Central Park West, this view is mainly viewed by the rich and successful.  As a renowned dentist and keynote speaker at this convention, my uncle was no exception.  It all fit, except that he didn’t care about the view at all.

Much the way that a college student might work a little harder so that she can someday own a Porsche,  I have found that many New Yorkers use the Central Park view as the inspiration they need to put in long hours with a smile.  They think “someday I’ll have a Central Park view and I’ll have really made it.”

Obviously, everyone has their own concept of “making it” so it should have come as no surprise that my uncle did not care about the view.  Maybe he had always wanted a house with a pool or maybe he had always wanted to own a boat?  I’m not sure what kept him motivated to achieve success, but it certainly was not that Central Park view.

“These are the dreams I’ll dream instead.”   Annie Lennox

My uncle’s  indifference allowed me to ask the tough question of “why do I care about the view?”  You see, it had never occurred to me to not care about the view.  All I knew was that I liked the view, most New Yorkers I knew wanted the view, and therefore it would be stupendous to have this view that I liked and (seemingly) everyone wanted.  I had absolutely drank the Kool-aid.

But did I want the view or just the status that goes along with that view.  Much the way that some people long for the status of owning a boat or a Porsche, having a Central Park view makes you part of an exclusive club where you can guarantee that scores of people will envy you.  A guarantee of envy is a powerful position to be in.

Conclusion

This post is a general message to my readers who may be killing themselves with long hours to guarantee that someday people will envy them.  My message is not to work less hard or to shun all material possessions.  Rather, it is to understand from the start whether its the Porsche that you are after, or the jealousy of others.  As for me, it never occurred to me that someone would have the chutzpah to not care about the Central Park view.  My uncle’s audacity has opened my eyes and allowed me to regurgitate the New York City Kool-aid.  Why do I someday need to possess that Central Park view?  I don’t.  Maybe you don’t either.

Bright Lights, Big Glass of Kool-aid.

Meet my old friend Mediocrity from the 2nd Floor. Yes I think you’ve seen him before.

“We’re constantly getting these messages to mind our own business and look the other way if we want to be well liked, to not tell the truth or speak our mind or say anything too intense. Well, I’m telling you here that this approach not only makes you party to other people’s crimes against themselves but is a prescription for mediocrity and delusion.”

- Kelly Cutrone –

Relative Mediocrity

Today I thought long and hard about the concept of mediocrity. In previous blog posts, I have given credit to rappers for living the good life, and urged my readers to seek out true adventure for the simple reason that I don’t like my experiences to be mediocre.

In New York City, the standard of living for the things that matter to most young people, is incredibly high. We may not have large living space, but the key to enjoying New York as a twenty-something is to enjoy the spoils of this great City. Eclectic dining options, nightlife to suit all tastes, and beautiful people are some of the natural resources of New York City.

In this town, there is plenty of thrive for the mediocre to appreciate. While the mediocre may not be dining at Nobu on a regular basis, you can be sure they probably have their own neighborhood sushi place that they like just fine. In short, NYC mediocrity is still pretty good on a relative basis.

The word itself, mediocre, means ordinary or average. By statistical measures alone, most people I know will have ordinary experiences as they go through life. That is what makes those experiences ordinary in that they happen quite regularly. For some reason, once I figure out a way to make an experience extraordinary, I feel the need to speak my mind and try to affect the change needed to help others find the golden path. It is unclear to me if I am doing this for them or for myself, but I figure its a little bit of both.

In Truth

It has taken me over 30 years of living to figure out some things about people. These are not pearls of wisdom ladies and gentlemen, but they are TRUTHS that eluded me because I see the world in a different way.

1) If an unattractive man or woman could push a button to become better looking, there is a good chance he/she would not push the button because they just don’t care.

2) Lets say there are two friends Guy #1 and Guy #2. Guy #1 has great game and has bedded 20 girls, and Guy #2 has no game and bedded 3 girls. Guy #2 may not be wishing he had better game like Guy #1, but instead may feel that “game” is not a virtue.

3) Not everyone sees him or herself as someone who can have a meaningful impact on the world. I can understand that people would be realistic and might think that it was unlikely to leave a mark, but I thought that most allow (and embrace) of the possibility of accomplishing such a feat. Sadly, this is not the case.

4) People don’t usually go after what they want most. Because by doing so, they know they will be more hurt if they don’t get it. So instead they go after things that won’t break their heart if they fail.

5) Many people in your life will want you to remain average, because it makes them feel better about their lives.

Conclusion

As we move forward in life, its easy to forget what is truly important to us. For many, the list of immediate goals is so long that certain life goals get put on the back burner. We may be too focused on a specific project at work to figure out that we haven’t thought about our overall career path in quite some time. I started this post with a quote that explores the idea of helping those around us to be all they can be. Being a ‘yes man’ is not always being a good friend, and I think that we owe a debt of gratitude to the people in our lives who are willing to toe that line and take on the consequences of telling us the truth.

Bright Lights, Be Truthful, Big City.

The New Normal

Money Money Money

New York City has always been story of “Haves” and “Have Nots.”  However, the gap between rich and poor continues to widen.  According to the Fiscal Policy Institute, “income gaps in New York are greater than those of any other big American city.”  Based on the statistics, the top 1% of New York City residents earned nearly 45% of the city’s income in 2007.  Compare this to national data where the top 1% of earners earn about 23.5% of all income.

It is no surprise that the “Have Nots” and even middle class would like a taste of the so-called good life.  Further, we may find it hard to believe that the “Haves” are not perpetually happy.

Many of us have heard about a celebrity suffering from depression and thought “what does he/she have to complain about?”  Media and popular culture would have us believe that money solves all problems.  It was recently romanticized in this popular song:

In August of 2007, we learned that Owen Wilson had attempted suicide in his Santa Monica home.  Time magazine did an article (written by Rebecca Winters Keegan) called The Darker Side of Owen Wilson as quoted below:

“…the hospitalization this week of Owen Wilson, 38, after police responded to a report of a suicide attempt at his Santa Monica home, astonished anyone who knows him simply as the affable, blonde man-child from Wedding Crashers and You, Me and Dupree.  To us outsiders, Wilson’s partying seemed to be of the happy-go-lucky, nobody-gets-hurt variety. While other stars got DUIs, Wilson always appeared to have a ride home with one of his cool actor-brothers, Luke, 35, and Andrew, 43, or someone as blonde, pretty, rich and famous as he, like Kate Hudson.”

We all know that celebrities have problems just like us normal people.  But for a long time, I couldn’t quite reconcile how a homeless man eating out of the trash can find the strength to push on for another day while Celebrities (who have mansions, nice cars, and can rub elbows and other body parts with models) might decide to commit suicide.  I believe the this can be explained by a concept called The New Normal.

I believe that humans, as a species, are quite resistant to change.  Further, I believe that most of us lead our lives in a bubble, and that bubble has expected parameters of what makes a good day, and what makes a bad day.  It is when our bad day falls below the expected parameters that humans have a problem coping with reality.  As such, for a homeless man, a good day may be when he eats one meal, a great day 2 meals, and a bad day no meals.  All of those probably happen on a regular basis and he is able to keep within his expected parameters.

With the high and mightly (like celebrities), there is seemingly endless room to fall on the downside.  But also, they already live a life of luxury, so the upside becomes less exciting.  For example, if you already have a BMW and a Porsche, will you be that excited if someone gives you a Mercedes?  A Mercedes might be a dream come true to a woman living paycheck to paycheck, but it is within the realm of normality for a celebrity.

What Does This Mean

As people reach a new plateau, they eventually recalibrate their own personal new normal.  Along with that, parameters are adjusted as well.  For example, a homeless person can accept not eating a meal for one day because that is part of his/her parameters.  But if a professional (like an accountant) couldn’t afford a meal for one day, it might shock her to the core.  The realization that she could not afford basic needs would impact her basic sense of security and likely cause a severe reaction like panic or depression.

In a New York Minute

New York City is regarded by many as the financial capital of the world.  As many of you know, Wall Street firms were amongst the hardest hit during the early stages of the great recession with firms dropping like flies on a daily basis (Bear Stearns, Lehman Brothers, Merrill Lynch, and AIG to name a few).

Many firms found a way to stay alive via acquisition or bailout from the government, but the landscape was dramatically changed seemingly overnight.  With that, the New Normal for many thousands of New Yorkers also changed.

* Job security.  What’s that?

* A decade of profits in my 401k.  Where did all my money go?

* Christmas presents for the kids.  When did money get so tight?

The New Normal had changed so dramatically for so many people at once that it could be described as a paradigm shift.  We all learned either through out own situation, or our friends and family, what it is like to fall below our parameter floor.

Conclusion

In understanding the concept of the New Normal, we can better understand the human condition.  From Luke Wilson to the bum on the street, we can recognize the patterns of their reactions.  I believe that the state of our society is best summed up in a quote by Tyler Durden, the character in Fight Club.

“I see all this potential, and I see squandering.  God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars.  Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man.  No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives.  We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars.  But we won’t.  And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”

I believe that by embracing the concept of the New Normal, it can help us (as a society) recognize that there is no perfect life.  Millionaires, movie gods, and rock stars have problems too.  They have further to fall and their pain is real.  Happiness is truly not a function of a number in your bank account.  It is about a complete picture of being accepted and knowing that the people in your life actually care about you.

Lets be honest, Tiger Woods tapped it ten ways till Tuesday but pretty much none of those women cared about him.  And if they did, he’ll never be sure.

To my readers, as you climb the ladder of society, I wish you nothing but happiness.  Just remember not to look down because you may have a long way to fall.

Bright Lights, Big City.

Adventure in America

When You Were Young

When I was a little kid, it seemed like the ultimate day involved embarking on an adventure.  Whether my day involved exploring a dangerous ravine in the nearby nature preserve or riding my bike to an area of town which I had not yet explored, it was undeniable that I felt the need for exploration, new experiences, danger, and adventure.

As I think about my current life, and the lives of those closest to me, a question comes to mind.  What the hell happened?

Checking a Box

As we have grown older, it seems that life has become about winning.  Many of us are all too focused on the destination, rather than the journey.  And even when we do focus on the journey, it has become commonplace to want to place our footsteps where others have, rather than finding our own path.  One example would be going to Paris and visiting all the tourist traps so that you can “check a box” and know that you have seen the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe.

In fairness to those who are satisfied seeing only the most famous sights of the world, there are already too many amazing things to see in this world to ever see them all, so it can be construed as a waste of time to go looking for beauty not yet seen.  I think its important to make an important distinction between traveling to see the world and adventure.  I’m not saying the two are necessarily mutually exclusive, but they can be.

I have admiration for people who have looked for lost treasure in deep dark places or people who travel to the ends of the Earth in search of new species of animals.  Imagine discovering the Okapi (half zebra/half giraffe).

America The Judgemental

American society places a huge emphasis on staying within the lines that have been drawn by the last generation.  One example would be the way American companies view a large gap in one’s employment.  In most European countries, taking 6 months off from work to travel the world would be viewed as a positive thing.  Learning about different cultures and having a greater understanding of the world are characteristics that are welcomed and encouraged by European countries.  In America, you will probably just be viewed as lazy, and the company considering you for employment may consider you sort of a flake.  To be truly adventurous is to be considered unstable.

Times They Are A Changin

When our parents and grandparents were growing up, times were very different.  For one thing, travel to distant lands was not as commonplace as it is today.  Family vacations were likely via automobile rather than plane.  In short, the older generation placed an emphasis on realizing the American dream which was to succeed:  To win.  The journey was not what it was all about.

As a young professional living in New York City, I find that I am around people who travel very often.  It’s a combination of factors such as higher incomes, education, and the overall momentum to “get out of the city” on weekends.  As discussed in prior blogs, many New Yorkers get away to ski in the winter and get away to the beach in the summer.  But since most New Yorkers don’t have a car, they are often just as likely to fly somewhere rather than spending $300 on renting a car for the weekend.  Despite all of this momentum, the tides tend to push ordinary people towards ordinary activities.  I don’t know about you, but I am ready for the extraordinary.

What Can You Do?

As we look upon 2011, think about the things you have always wanted to do.  Look beyond that roads that are well marked and live out the dreams you had as a child.  Back when dreaming of adventure was a daily activity.

Lower Calf Creek Falls, Utah

More importantly, if we are going to change America’s view of taking time to explore the world, we are going to need to start a grass roots movement.  Discuss it with your co-workers and take a stand against these very American negative views.

Bright Lights, Big Adventures.

Lessons From Skye (Not Skype)

Background

When I was a freshman in college, I made a friend named Skye.  Skye was not her real name, but rather the name she went by.  Skye once joked with me that her therapist and psychologist would have preferred she picked a more grounded name since her head was already  in the clouds.

Skye was certainly a troubled girl, but she was also one of the kindest people I have ever met.  At the time when I met her, I was a huge fan of the Lemonheads, and they had just released an album called Car Button Cloth. One of my favorite songs on the album was called If I Could Talk I’d Tell You which mentioned the act of flushing Zoloft down the toilet.  Back in 1996, the internet was not readily available on 6 different devices within 50 feet of me, so I chose to ask my friend Skye what kind of drug Zoloft was.  Sure enough, she knew.  In fact, I believe she actually had some Zoloft of her own.

As I got to know Skye better, I realized that the simple victories of my life that kept me smiling and happy on a daily basis were vacant from her life.  Many of my friends were not interested in getting to know Skye, and I recall that one of them referred to her as “crazy as the day is long.”

Puzzled by her angst, I went for a long walk in the quad with my friend to try and make sense of her depression.  It was then that I came to an epiphany that benefited both of us.  Skye was not depressed because she couldn’t get what she wanted in life.  She was depressed because she literally didn’t know what she wanted in life.  When I said this out loud, she said that I had provided insight that years of therapy could not.  Then she did something that no one had ever done for me before.  She called me her hero and swore her loyalty to helping me in life.  I don’t remember exactly what she said, but that was the jist.

The Lesson

That was 15 years ago, and we have completely lost touch.  It should come as no surprise that our dysfunctional friendship had to overcome many problems.  For one thing, Skye was an idealist whereas I was/am more of a realist.  But despite how things are now, I will never forget that fateful day that she told me I was her hero.   It is my hope that this story will give my readers some insight into why someone they know is always down.  Or at the very least, allow those of us with goals and dreams to appreciate that we are not stuck in the clouds with no compass like Skye was.

Analysis

As we grow older, time becomes less and less on our side as it relates to fulfilling our dreams.  Many of us take for granted that a young and intelligent boy or girl would know what they want out of life, at least generally.  Back in college, most of us could be fulfilled by thinking about the weekend, parties, or a romantic interest.  For others, sadly, it just was not enough.  I foresee that the lesson from the Tale of Skye will again become applicable as many of us change careers, or begin again in a substantial area in our life.

Thank you Skye.  I hope the view is still nice up there.

Bright Lights, Big City.

Crash Davis

Crash Davis was the name of the character in Bull Durham (played by Kevin Costner) who had the unfortunate privilege of being the all time leader in minor league home runs.  To accomplish this feat, Crash played in the Minor Leagues for 12 years, while his real dream was to play in the Majors (or “the Show” as he calls it).  We learn that Crash did play in the Majors for a short time which he recounts as “the greatest 21 days of my life.”  In the movie, Crash Davis is sent down to the single-A team for a specific purpose;  to educate hotshot rookie pitcher Ebby LaLoosh (played by Tim Robbins).

To me, the story of Crash Davis surfaces the classic Big Pond/ Small Pond debate.  It helps to ponder the question of whether we would rather be a Big Fish in a Small Pond or a Small Fish in a Big Pond.  Of course, if we all had our druthers, we might like to be a Big Fish in a Big Pond but that is not the point of the exercise.   New York City is the classic Big Pond and as Frankie said “If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere.”

Just the other day, it occurred to me that someone might have a different outlook for their personal and professional life.  For instance, someone might be Big Pond minded professionally, but Small Pond minded in their personal life.  Further, could it be the Yin/Yang factor that allows certain people to be happier about their lives?  Of course, everyone is different, but here is why it makes sense.

The Big Pond

In my opinion, the irony of the Big Pond is that it is more shallow than the Small Pond.  To explain, lets examine the Big Pond from professional and non-professional perspectives.

Professional

The Big Pond signifies reaching a high level in your respective industry.  If your field is culinary, the Big Pond might be to become the head chef or the owner of a restaurant.  If your industry is Law, it might be to become a partner in a major firm rather than a small firm.

Non-Professional

The Big Pond signifies reaching a high social standing.  It probably means dating someone who has a high social standing whether it be from good looks, wealth, or some other x-factor.  It might mean vacationing in places where you are there to be seen, rather than a low-key camping trip.  Engaging in social activities that are meant to impress those around you.  Lastly, it is about trying to maximize your own “social” worth which, in turn, means that you must care what others think about you.

The Small Pond

Now, lets examine the Small Pond from the professional and non-professional perspectives.

Professional

The Small Pond professionals may be interested in becoming a Dr., but not necessarily becoming a famous surgeon who is written up in the New England Journal of Medicine.  They are good hard-working people who may like money as much (or more) than anyone, but they don’t feel the need to fight harder (in their view needlessly) to get it.

Non-Professional

The Small Pond folks are more focused on relative value (social standing wise).  For instance, the Small Pond folks recognize that trying to date a Supermodel or a Celebrity is probably impossible anyway, so why go through the trouble.  Why not find someone who will like them for them, rather than a facade of “perfection.”

Half & Half

Everyone is entitled to their own perspective, and each respective Pond is not for everyone.  But I do think there is some value in (a) acknowledging which Pond you are swimming in and (b) Not keeping all aspects of your life in one Pond.

Life is not always going to be easy and some perspective is usually a good thing.  Especially if you are swimming in the Big Pond where there are more sharks than goldfish.  In my opinion, the lesson to learn from Crash Davis is not that one Pond is better than another.  Quite the contrary, the lesson to learn is one of acceptance of our potential.  Crash was never going to be happy as just a Minor League player.  At the end of the film, he decides to become a manager for a Minor League team and given his role as an educator, we are lead to believe that he will be a damn good one.  For Crash it is a new beginning and a new chance to take a shot at the Big Pond.  In other words, you have to know when to hold’em and know when to fold’em.

Thanks for taking this Crash course in Big Pond / Small Pond theory.

Bright Lights, Big City.