This One Life Of A Superhuman

Today I came by a blog post by a man named Derek Miller that really shook me to my core. One that stared in the face of a reality that each and every one of us will deal with some day, but most of the time is a “someday” sort of issue:

If you found out today that you were not going to live for long, would you be able to reconcile with how you’ve chosen to live your life, treat others and savor each and every moment that remained?

This sort of news is something that can be dramatized by movies, TV shows, books and anecdotal examples, but can you, have you or are you trying, at the very least to look at your life from a step back, while still feeling it fully?

I’m not sure I want comments on this post, because I’m lucky enough to have my health and to have an amazing life. If you’ll choose to leave a comment on this, I ask you to visit Derek’s Blog and also read his post and maybe try to leave a comfotrting message for him as well.

Gratitude, even in the face of death, is a super-human power. No matter which way you look at it.

Fresh Findings Friday: First Bite Boulder Restaurant Week

I’ve lived in cities or metro areas for my entire life (except for two years at UMass) and have always heard of restaurant week but never gone. Now that I’m dating a serious foodie I have no excuse for not going to First Bite Boulder Restaurant Week.

Tonight, we try Jax Fish House. A seafood restaurant that has gotten sterling reviews from anyone I’ve ever heard mention it. I’m a coastal boy, so good seafood is near and dear to my heart.

Then this weekend I think we’re trying the Black Cat again, which happened to be the best meal I’ve ever had in Boulder when I went there the first time.

Are you a foodie that marks Restaurant Week off on your calendar like it’s a religious holiday? What are your restaurant week plans where you are?


Sometimes it’s hard to believe that others would put so much work, effort, care and faith into another person. Often times, it’s the spark of change that is needed. It’s the mirror held up so close to your face that you’re shocked and amazed at what’s staring back at you.

Sometimes you just have to be grateful for the inertia that a kind soul can inspire in you out of such a simple reason as love.

The real strength is always inside of you. The real work that your success and growth counts on always lies within you. It’s okay to accept another’s push towards your best days though.

Fresh Findings Friday: I Only Like Disney On Fridays

So, I came across this mashup of all the sounds in Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. I guess you’d call it chilled out ambient music. I’ve listened to it a bunch today while working. It’s really good. Give it a listen.

For the record… I won’t publicly admit that I like Disney stuff… but part of me does. Go ahead, judge me!

Gaining Momentum During “Idle” Times

Since this past February until October 25th, I was without a full time job. After getting laid off from my last job I started a personal and professional journey that spanned 8 months where I managed to see more of the country than I ever had in my life, defy ideas of what a sense of security was and I managed to make enough money doing freelance jobs here and there for clients that I never worried about money too much (well, some tight spots when some not so awesome clients didn’t pay up, but I gave myself a quick lesson playing hardball).

I’ll be honest in saying that I was worried during these past 8 months that I had forgotten how to work hard for someone else. I was reserved to the idea that I could subsist on freelance work for as long as I needed to, but I wasn’t sure if I could ever go back to taking orders, reporting and working for other people. I guess I was too scared that I would have a shared vision, or a shared motivation to do great work. I was also nervous because over the last 8 months, I did exactly what I wanted to do, on my own terms, at my own pace. I was my own boss and it felt great.

But then I started meeting entrepreneurs. I started meeting small teams of people who were conceptualizing, creating and even monetizing ideas of their own creation. I met a lot of people like this when I moved to Boulder and became active in the tech-startup social scene. While I was going around introducing myself as a freelance marketing consultant, I was secretly getting excited and partially envious of all the driven, insanely talented people boot-strapping businesses, getting funded and making something out of nothing.

I said to myself “after everything that’s happened in the last year and a half, I’d have to be insane to get involved with a company again.¬†Never mind¬†another startup.” Clearly, I must be insane, or at least addicted to the idea of a few people getting together and building a business from the ground up.

I’m not sure what turned me back towards the¬†fiery¬†lifestyle of internet startups, but I do know that I’ve never felt more confident in the people I’m working with, the product we’re building and my role in taking the company skyward. My boss trusts me, my team trusts me and I trust all of them. This is how it should be.

While this may be considered the “honeymoon” phase, I don’t know if clarity or focus like what I’m feeling subsides as fast as the initial romance that sometimes does. Also, from the practical sense, I’m not just working to keep my job (although keeping my job is a very nice thing), I’m working for the success of the company. I know that if a company I work for runs out of money and I get laid off, I can be okay. It sucks, but I can be okay. Knowing that, why not go at it like I’ve got nothing to lose?

I am simply thrilled to be back at it. I’ve got the startup bug. I’m living with it and loving it.