Chapter XVII

because you never know someone from the very beginning


January 2006

Do you people sleep?




cnn (so old school)



yahoo! (also feels old school)

YIKES!  make it stop!

oh yes and WORK.  right.  WORK.  what am I getting at?  I read a lot, many blogs, etc.  the question is, is anyone out there doing any work???  especially in the venture capital industry…some of the most prolific posters out there are my brethren investors.  Is anyone doing any actual work or are they just talking about themselves?  don’t get me wrong, I enjoy reading many of them (also not necessarily the most productive activity) but where will this all lead?  are we creating value for our portfolio companies (and for that matter, are other non-vc bloggers creating value for their companies?)?  maybe the real question is, do you people sleep?  that is the holy grail – no sleep needed!  we can write non-stop AND read each others postings. 

feeling overwhelmed.  isn’t all this supposed to make life more efficient?

maybe ignorance was bliss.  or at least the ignorant were rested.

The Sounds of the City

There are days when I am able to feel a profound sense of calm.  This is not trivial given that I live in one of the loudest cities in the world.  The jackhammers, the garbage trucks, the people yelling on the street, not to mention honking taxi cabs and barking dogs.  All in all, NYC does not lend itself to a calm mind.

But then there are days.  Days like today when I am somehow able to listen to it and not have it ring in my ears like pots and pans banging together.  Days when I can appreciate the small quiet zones between cars passing.  These are good days. 

Days when I listen to the rain falling and hear it hit my air conditioner outside my window.  Days when I like that sound.

Even here, in the loudest city in the world, there are those days.

No socks in winter

Just rambling today…

So it’s not exactly warm out, but it is warm enough for me not to wear socks with my shoes today.  January 19th my friends, this is a good thing.  I of course was outdone by several Conde Nast women on the subway wearing SKIRTS and no tights – bare legs not just bare feet.  Pain for the sake of fashion.  Just an observation.

I made mashed sweet potatoes last night and they turned gray not orange.  They tasted quite good, but the issue was a further reminder that eating is a feast of all senses.  It was simply weird eating gray sweet potatoes.

I often wonder if I should change the way I start my days, and if I did, what impact would that have?  I think Ben Franklin was right – early to bed early to rise…but living in this city that is very hard to implement.  On that note, living in this city, I have recently been very interested in the idea of moving to Brooklyn.  Terrified, really, but still interested.  Big sky country over there.  Neighborhoods.  Could maybe afford to live by the park…Prospect Park that is.  The manhattanite in me shudders at the thought. 

Of course these are just ramblings, as I said.  Today’s idea – try to use thinking as a tool instead of letting thinking run rampant.

but that is tis moi.

a few tidbits…

City Girl but
Likes fishing and cabins
Hot coffee and slow mornings
Secretly a loner though rather social
MBA from a rather big school
Blonde and tall
Investor but really an
Aspiring cook in
search of her
side including but not limited to (see, there is the business person creeping out…)
cooking but also
drawing writing playing finger painting constructing building

Volume XVII

and so it begins, volume 17.  one might ask, ahemm, what about the first 16?  well my friend, we all have a history and rarely do you get to know anyone from THEIR beginning, so why should this be any different?

what is the purpose, my purpose, with this thing?  why write?  for the same reason people fish, not to catch fish but to go fishing.  that is why to write this thing. 

I hate the word "blog" btw.  along with the verb "blogging".

let me not start out negatively…I am not shy with opinions 🙂

and so it begins…

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