Be A Shark

I saw this today and loved it:

do sharks complain about Mondays

  1. It’s got attitude
  2. I love sharks
  3. There’s cursing all through it (and I still find that a bit titillating)

But mostly I love it as a metaphor for attitude.

Lets be clear, I’m not a shark. No one I know would call me a shark. I am un-shark-like in so many ways.

But if I were a shark, I’d be proud to be a shark. I would be totally bad-ass about being a shark.

So why not be totally bad-ass about what I actually am? Why not be a bad-ass COO, a bad-ass father, or a bad-ass friend? Why not remind everyone I’m a fucking shark?

Success Theater

Somehow it seems appropriate to start my blog with a promise. Wil Wheaton, the eponymous author of, wrote often in his book Just A Geek of the sometimes overwhelming temptation to present only the positive aspects of one’s life to the world through one’s own blog. Elsewhere I’ve seen this called success theater, and I think it describes too many of our interactions, both online and IRL.

I can appreciate the desire to project a polished, sanitized version of ourselves to the world. It means having nothing to be embarrassed about, nothing to risk, nothing to lose.

That’s not the tone I choose for this blog. This blog will contain my unvarnished thoughts. It will focus on my interests. It will be genuine and authentic. It will be mine.

I hope you enjoy it.