I had two assignments this week that are driving me up a wall. I will turn them over to the you, our "legion" of readers for assistance.
First, I need to choose six people, living or dead, fictional or real, that I would appoint to my "Personal Board of Directors" to advise me on personal and professional matters. I am struggling with this one. Here's the long list so far:
My dad
My best friend
PWTS
Ohio State Senator Eric Fingerhut
Ohio Senator Sherrod Brown
Charles Bukowski (drunkard, poet, gambler)
My old boss (a Chief Financial Officer and CPA)
My current boss (a Master of Public Administration who is a totally no-bullshit, good decision-maker)
Nelson Mandela
Sir Alex Ferguson (manager of the EPL - currently first place- Manchester United Football Club)
Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Eleanor Roosevelt
Anthony Bourdain (writer, chef, chain-smoker)
Hillary Rodham Clinton
Barack Obama
John McCain
Warren Buffet (crazy, seemingly irrational, rich dude)
Victoria "Posh Spice" Beckham
Oprah Winfrey
Karl Rove (thinking I can blame any unfortunate or cold-hearted decisions on him)
I need to whittle this down to six so any recommendations or suggestions you may have are welcome. I need to have the list and my reasons by Monday night at 7pm.
The other assignment is even more challenging. I need to come up with 5 minutes of bullshit on "What I am Passionate About". I'm not fucking passionate about anything. I could give a shit about just about everything these days. That could be the medication talking but, still, coming up with this is going to be a problem. Most of what I have been passionate about has been beaten out of me (metaphorically speaking). I have no passion left. I don't care what I drink, what I eat, what I read, what I watch, what I do for a living, who I talk to, who I vote for, what happens in the world. None of it.
I'm going to need make something up. Please post your suggestions in the comments. I can bullshit like nobody's business so if you suggest something halfway decent, I'll tell you what I said about it in class.
Help me. Please.
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Shit, wish I could but am struggling on my own. I'd pick Buddha, Gandhi, MLK, Jimmy Carter, Shirley Chisolm, and Gary Floyd for my six, but I'm not sure any of them have business sense, just human sense. But hell, you've got Rove on your list, so you've got soullessness covered.
You're passionate about beer, aren't you? Sex? Bukowski? Hm, I guess with that you'd just sound like a teenaged boy. I know what you mean about the passion. I wonder where mine went--I've been listening to The Dicks a lot lately and am just feeling old and worthless--Floyd's line "You apolitical asshole / Hope you're the first to cry" sticks in my mind. I guess I'm passionate about old punk but not about causing trouble anymore. Of course, these days causing trouble will get you into a lot of trouble. My wife informed me on our way home from Saturday lunch that, in this state at least, I could get arrested for exceeding the speed limit by 10 mph. And we wonder why 2 million Americans are behind bars--even back in the late 1970s the Sex Pistols were shocked by what a police state the U.S. was. I think at some point some chemical was put into our drinking water that has caused us to all develop lobotomies. Or maybe it's bottled water--we've been sold a line about it's health properties where it actually numbs our minds. I don't know. You got a better theory?
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