Me on A Geek's Life

The life plan...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:56:39 +0000

Distilled into three main components:

Be the best husband, father, brother, son and friend I can be;
Excel in (Corrosion, Materials and Welding) Engineering;
Live in, and contribute to life in, a great church and a great city.

Not quite as simple as it sounds, but tiny first steps are all that count, no?

Taking charge

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 21:28:45 +0000

My sister, the doctor, says I am morbidly obese. That is as brutal as they come. When I have looked at myself in the mirror, I have rationalised my size by looking at other people, or by blaming the mirror for being too convex. The harsh cold truth though is that I am at my heaviest ever. Whilst I can count to a plethora of reasons why, the fact remains that my current weight is a health risk.

#30daysofTruth: Day 2 – Something I love about myself..

Fri, 03 Dec 2010 15:01:56 +0000

Something I love about myself - This was always going to be one of the harder posts to pull off. I’m naturally hard on myself and am often self deprecating - false modesty - as someone once said.

If there’s one thing I like about myself, its my ability to discretize a problem - to massage a problem till its broken down to its simplest building blocks. It’s useful at work where I often have to come up with solutions to complex problems, and sometimes with people - when I need to understand them. There are downsides, but this is one ability I’ll not trade for anything else. :)

The bird in hand............... Worth two in the bush?

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 05:44:00 +0000

They say a bird in hand ‘is worth two in the bush’… But where do we draw the line between being content with what is in hand versus craving the potential two in the bush……

Sometimes I fear I have a death wish - an inordinate attraction for the eccentric and the esoteric - to the detriment of the normal and available.. When I was younger, I chalked it down to an insatiable curiosity; that essential criterion for a life of continuous learning. Now though, I fear it runs deeper than that, maybe it is a desire to be unconventional, or a longing for the adventure that comes with the risk, or plain old restlessness.. I don’t know anymore….