Monday, November 12, 2012

if i were mayor

1) i would promote filming throughout the city and create a joint tourism campaign
2) integrate tourism with foursquare and culture
3) create an integrated city-wide app for all events, transit routes and time tables, sales, vendors, reporting crimes and issues, etc
4) create major tax incentives for major corporations to headquarter in the city
5) charge for waste by per pound, credit back based on recycling, and promote composting and upcycling
6) create major incentives for hiring and consuming locally
7) incentivize public transportation and cycling
8) tier water and electricity consumption rates, and heavily incentivize solar panel installation
9) promote social entrepreneurship
10) file bankruptcy

in 50 years, i will

a) login to this blog and add a post
b) forget my login to this blog or even that it exists
c) receive alzheimers treatment (which will exist in 25 years) to effectively remedy b)
d) have reentered the carbon cycle
e) read this and chuckle at my foolhardy younger days
f) not give two poops (except in my adult diapers)

health

what an insanely large liminal space that exists between life and death, not even metaphysically speaking (unusual, i know).

that massive liminal space is probably what we call health.  over our lifetime, our health waxes and wanes at different points and we never quite know how close we get to either maximum.

beyond our lifespan, we have our healthspan.  this is the time in which we can attain maximum life and health, but we all live in mediocrity.

we eat like sh*t, we sleep like sh*t, we work like sh*t.

so how exactly do we measure our health within this liminality?  biomarkers alone?

if you could measure it, would you even change anything?

surely you've had a blood panel done before.  metrics, with strong correlations to outcomes.

what more does would it take?

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

wayfarer

i traveled once in a younger man's shoes
much ignoring an older man's clues
idealistic and all, ignoring my dues

when that path ended, i decided otherwise
what's tried and true i thought were just lies
so a road of my own i'd pave at sunrise

i've gone and done things in my own way
i've toiled and moiled, made my parlay
but more and more the days are just gray

my paving days i find are numbered
my strength i find is much encumbered
i soon wish to just lay and slumber

i learn that paving is best together
traveling far no matter the weather
in groups and teams, life is just better

now i backtrack the road once traveled
dreams and idealisms, much unraveled
a younger man, now aged and baffled.

Friday, November 2, 2012

lame ducks

if you ask me, the presidency is like taking a man to jupiter.

it could take five years to get there.  so before the man (hopefully woman soon) gets there, yoink.

it's like putting a ceo in charge of a company and as soon as she gets it all figured out, you put someone else in.

which duck is the quickest of them all?

choose wisely, young padawan.