Keeping it a secret

I realised something. The twitter me, and this the ranting rambling no-mates blog me, aren't that comfortable that my real live friends could read it.

It's bad enough having a boss that's on twitter, and workmates on FaceBook.

What do I have to hide? Well I'm not sure, perhaps the real me, the insecure me? Or perhaps the frivolous me, the unfunny me, the me that is just me to me.

I can't imagine any of my colleagues reading this, I can't imagine them reading. I can't imagine them twittering, although a couple of them do have accounts, they are passive observers.

I'm down with that. There is far to much 'me' in the twitterverse and a lot of me in here. I've bagged a few people cryptically and openly on both.

Am I afraid that I'd end with no mates? I'm not that sure I have more than a handful anyway.

Getting Carried Away aways

But only with my idea that I'd write an entry a day, perhaps that can wait for the new year when I may just give it a crack.

The end of the year always brings some new hopes and some dashed ones. I'm really not looking forward to having to be nice for so long with people I'd rather not be with, but you can't pick family can you ?

I worked out how much I might get paid, and then I realised that I don't understand that either anymore. The carrot does not look so big in nibble sized bits.

So next year then, or more this year when I indulge my good intentions.

Perhaps as well as something daily or an honest attempt at I should go for

1. An audience, be proud of this, we can all be popular if the daily newspapers indulge people


2. Content, we can all be popular if we bag stuff right?


3. Get a high horse subject- become a radical!

Or just write it as I see it, the Interweb is full of memes

Keeping it a secret

I realised something. The twitter me, and this the ranting rambling no-mates blog me, aren't that comfortable that my real live friends could read it.

It's bad enough having a boss that's on twitter, and workmates on FaceBook.

What do I have to hide? Well I'm not sure, perhaps the real me, the insecure me? Or perhaps the frivolous me, the unfunny me, the me that is just me to me.

I can't imagine any of my colleagues reading this, I can't imagine them reading. I can't imagine them twittering, although a couple of them do have accounts, they are passive observers.

I'm down with that. There is far to much 'me' in the twitterverse and a lot of me in here. I've bagged a few people cryptically and openly on both.

Am I afraid that I'd end with no mates? I'm not that sure I have more than a handful anyway.

Getting Carried Away aways

But only with my idea that I'd write an entry a day, perhaps that can wait for the new year when I may just give it a crack.


The end of the year always brings some new hopes and some dashed ones. I'm really not looking forward to having to be nice for so long with people I'd rather not be with, but you can't pick family can you ?

I worked out how much I might get paid, and then I realised that I don't understand that either anymore. The carrot does not look so big in nibble sized bits.

So next year then, or more this year when I indulge my good intentions.

Perhaps as well as something daily or an honest attempt at I should go for

1. An audience, be proud of this, we can all be popular if the daily newspapers indulge people
2. Content, we can all be popular if we bag stuff right?
3. Get a high horse subject- become a radical!

Or just write it as I see it, the Interweb is full of memes

Miffed - why I should stop reading the newspapers

1) Pike river mine goes into receivership. Seems that the Union and Labour expect there to be continuous and ongoing employment for those that are about to lose their jobs. Lose their jobs because there is no mine to go to, no work to be done, nothing to do, there is no work, it's closed until further notice.

There is anger being expressed that the redundancies are being capped and may not include "performance bonuses" - when you've stopped laughing remember that the mine is 2 years behind production forecasts.

at $18,700 a payout isn't enough to keep you in furs and caviar but it is a nice parachute #justsaying

(2) #justsaying Hamiltron figures out the V8 costs about 3 times the expected amount. What return on investment were they expecting? This kind of folly is a pure expense. There is no ROI to the council. There is for some brief benefit to some people sure, but not to the ratepayer.

I'm picking they are dead happy that they stole this from under the nose of Auckland now.

(3) Oprah. Who really cares about this in NZ? It's a tour of Australia, probably funded by Tourism Australia should I care to go investigate. Why are we fawning over this? #justsaying

(4) Paul Henry will not go away- well he has and probably is happy, but the media will not let it go, today he's front and center again as the most popular video. C'mon everyone let's all watch him say "Dickshit" again, and point out the "lady has a mustache", not the "retard" one but the Greenpeace one. #justsaying

(5) Mob members weep. Yep that could happen, in public, yep. Not saying they are heartless but this isn't the image they have or portray as good fine upstanding law abiding citizens. #justsaying

(6) Sonny Bill Williams boxing shock - WTF -shock for who? Why? Care factor = low #justsaying

(7) Wikileaks. I really still don't get this. #justsaying

(8) Retail sales take a beating except The biggest rise in October was seen in supermarket and grocery stores, up 4.2 per cent ($58 million).  Man's gotta eat is all I'm saying on this. Oh that and really Captain Obvious since food prices tumble all the time.

(9) Brings be to the price of Milk. What's up with that? There should be legislated price capping for milk - I know it can be sold overseas, and farmers are always first in queue for hand out when we have our annual seasonal drought/flood/drought/flood. Give some back. #justsaying

Christmas Cheer

In corporate world this becomes a couple of things

1. The customer party - where we open our cheque book, book a venue and ply the punters with drinking and nibbles for a few hours in the summer evening.




2. The customers party - where we go along and partake of their drinks and nibbles for a bit

The sending of gift baskets - how else would the world stock of quince paste ever get used? All manner of foul and disgusting things wrapped in tinsel - tinned cheese FFS.

The calendar. Varying sizes and shapes. This seems to be bi-annual, one year none, the next six or seven. Some are even gasped at in awe due to them being the size of small hoardings.

'Thank you' lunches, sort of like the old days but without the drinking, and only 90 minutes long and not all afternoon - although I guess it depends who or where you work.

and cake. Cake appears sometimes, this year it migh still be biscuits, but they still arrive.

Bonus this year I got a  gift box of a vendor badged tie and cuff-links - for those special occasions - I think I may have been #4 on the list as #1-3 didn't want them.

It's hard in the #cubefarm with the lollies and pastries, this year the speedo's are going to be tighty, tightier than usual

Miffed - why I should stop reading the newspapers

(1) Pike river mine goes into receivership. Seems that the Union and Labour expect there to be continuous and ongoing employment for those that are about to lose their jobs. Lose their jobs because there is no mine to go to, no work to be done, nothing to do, there is no work, it's closed until further notice.

There is anger being expressed that the redundancies are being capped and may not include "performance bonuses" - when you've stopped laughing remember that the mine is 2 years behind production forecasts.

at $18,700 a payout isn't enough to keep you in furs and caviar but it is a nice parachute #justsaying

(2) #justsaying Hamiltron figures out the V8 costs about 3 times the expected amount. What return on investment were they expecting? This kind of folly is a pure expense. There is no ROI to the council. There is for some brief benefit to some people sure, but not to the ratepayer.

I'm picking they are dead happy that they stole this from under the nose of Auckland now.

(3) Oprah. Who really cares about this in NZ? It's a tour of Australia, probably funded by Tourism Australia should I care to go investigate. Why are we fawning over this? #justsaying



(4) Paul Henry will not go away- well he has and probably is happy, but the media will not let it go, today he's front and center again as the most popular video. C'mon everyone let's all watch him say "Dickshit" again, and point out the "lady has a mustache", not the "retard" one but the Greenpeace one. #justsaying



(5) Mob members weep. Yep that could happen, in public, yep. Not saying they are heartless but this isn't the image they have or portray as good fine upstanding law abiding citizens. #justsaying



(6) Sonny Bill Williams boxing shock - WTF -shock for who? Why? Care factor = low #justsaying


(7) Wikileaks. I really still don't get this. #justsaying


(8) Retail sales take a beating except The biggest rise in October was seen in supermarket and grocery stores, up 4.2 per cent ($58 million).  Man's gotta eat is all I'm saying on this. Oh that and really Captain Obvious since food prices tumble all the time.
 
(9) Brings be to the price of Milk. What's up with that? There should be legislated price capping for milk - I know it can be sold overseas, and farmers are always first in queue for hand out when we have our annual seasonal drought/flood/drought/flood. Give some back. #justsaying

Christmas Cheer

In corporate world this becomes a couple of things

1. The customer party - where we open our cheque book, book a venue and ply the punters with drinking and nibbles for a few hours in the summer evening.

2. The customers party - where we go along and partake of their drinks and nibbles for a bit

The sending of gift baskets - how else would the world stock of quince paste ever get used? All manner of foul and disgusting things wrapped in tinsel - tinned cheese FFS.

The calendar. Varying sizes and shapes. This seems to be bi-annual, one year none, the next six or seven. Some are even gasped at in awe due to them being the size of small hoardings.

'Thank you' lunches, sort of like the old days but without the drinking, and only 90 minutes long and not all afternoon - although I guess it depends who or where you work.

and cake. Cake appears sometimes, this year it migh still be biscuits, but they still arrive.

Bonus this year I got a  gift box of a vendor badged tie and cuff-links - for those special occassions - I think I may have been #4 on the list as #1-3 didn't want them.

It's hard in the #cubefarm with the lollies and pastries, this year the speedo's are going to be tighty, tightier than usual

SecretSanta'ing it up

Pretty much up for any interesting idea that does not cost the earth and basically remains anonymous.

#nztwittersecretsanta is then all those, interesting, cheap and anonymous.

Trouble is that you send something and there are a couple of outcomes

1.Recipient gets the gift and posts a thank you which is either (a)profuse or (b)polite
2.Recipient gets the gift and nothing - de nada, zilch, zip, which means either (a) they hate it or (b) they didn't get it.

Trouble ensues of course when they don't tweet about anything much, and when they do it's not about #nztwittersecretsanta.

The dilemma remains then - send again or guts it out ?

SecretSanta'ing it up

Pretty much up for any interesting idea that does not cost the earth and basically remains anonymous.

 #nztwittersecretsanta is then all those, interesting, cheap and anonymous.

Trouble is that you send something and there are a couple of outcomes

1.Recipient gets the gift and posts a thank you which is either (a)profuse or (b)polite
2.Recipient gets the gift and nothing - de nada, zilch, zip, which means either (a) they hate it or (b) they didn't get it.

Trouble ensues of course when they don't tweet about anything much, and when they do it's not about #nztwittersecretsanta.

The dilemma remains then - send again or guts it out ?

Bigging it up

Ms16 has finished school for the yet, and is merrily hanging out like a "gangsta" - her words not mine.

Then she drops onto us that she's going to a party, on a Tuesday. "It's alcohol free' and not a lot of people will be going.

Firstly "alcohol free" was a bit worrying that this caveat had to be put on the event, although I do recall as a 16 year old going to party with a bottle of Bacardi - but that's another story altogether.

But wait, there's more. "Can I have a couple of my friends around before we go for a couple of 'drinks'"?

What to do?

We gave in, said yes, but her friends had to bring their own drink, I don't want to become the "easy" parent.

And we fed them. And made sure they weren't driving.

As a side note, MS16 is about 5' 6" - or thereabouts give or take - and I think she's tall. Her friend must have been 6 foot, but not gangly and ungainly. It's fair to say that tall women somehow intimidate me - but that's my phobia not yours.

Outrage as a defence

A feminist friend of mine constantly bangs on about how outraged she is about almost everything.

You can't pick anything she says as repeat it back to her since this then is just an attack.

Yet she is by her own admission insecure and unsure about many things.

Everything "sexualises" or "denigrates" women.

I'd stop caring but as a friend she's ok, I just wouldn't go to her for advice

Bigging it up

Ms16 has finished school for the yet, and is merrily hanging out like a "gangsta" - her words not mine.

Then she drops onto us that she's going to a party, on a Tuesday. "It's alcohol free' and not a lot of people will be going.

Firstly "alcohol free" was a bit worrying that this caveat had to be put on the event, although I do recall as a 16 year old going to party with a bottle of Bacardi - but that's another story altogether.

But wait, there's more. "Can I have a couple of my friends around before we go for a couple of 'drinks'"?

What to do?

We gave in, said yes, but her friends had to bring their own drink, I don't want to become the "easy" parent.

And we fed them. And made sure they weren't driving.

As a side note, MS16 is about 5' 6" - or thereabouts give or take - and I think she's tall. Her friend must have been 6 foot, but not gangly and ungainly. It's fair to say that tall women somehow intimidate me - but that's my phobia not yours.

Outrage as a defence

A feminist friend of mine constantly bangs on about how outraged she is about almost everything.

You can't pick anything she says as repeat it back to her since this then is just an attack.

Yet she is by her own admission insecure and unsure about many things.

Everything "sexualises" or "denigrates" women.

I'd stop caring but as a friend she's ok, I just wouldn't go to her for advice