The dreaded M-word. No one really wants to go to meetings: A bunch of people droning on about targets and metrics, goals and actions, grinding axes and scoring points. (What’s that trusim? What to make sure nothing gets done? Have a meeting.)
But what about when it’s just you and your solopreneur business? How can you have meetings when there’s no one else to meet with?
You likely have things that are just as dull and dry called “weekly reviews.” Maybe you look forward to them when you’re in full-on Venkman mode, in the swing of your personal business, but in the beginning, when going into business for yourself sounds hella cool but looks pants-packingly scary (like a green slimy ghost charging down the hallway of an upscale New York hotel hotel at you), why would you want to spend time with yourself admitting how much you sucked in the last week and setting up all new ways for yourself to suck next week?
Well, what if I could told you you could invite others to your meeting – awesome others - and still have it be just you?
This is a result of the Hangout I was part of on the morning of Tuesday, July 9th. We were talking about how you organise your personal business and having team meetings with yourself. I thought it’d be something a bit different from a dry set of minutes!
Five sets of eyes – or optic sensors – turned as the door of the main entrance to the meeting room opened once more. With a rumble of engines, the red truck with silver detailing slowed to a halt behind the vacant seat at the table, then unfolded itself into a massive robot. It placed a manipulator on the back of the chair, then turned it slightly so that the robot could sit.
“Thank you all for coming,” it said in a low, resonant baritone, “especially at such short notice.”
This post is surprisingly hard to write. It’s the first in my new series, Mecha Monday, wherein I give a little love to a sweet machine, factual or fictional, that’s caught my eye recently or in the past.
In my first draft, I started rabbiting on for ages, trying to dump my knowledge on this subject without seeming too geeky, but in the end, a lot of it was waffle. So this time, I’m cutting straight to the chase and telling you why the first subject of Mecha Monday is one of the sweetest fictional machines to ever grace our screens.
Please join me as I spread some love on the VF-1 Valkyrie.
I’m not, by the way. Too much on.
But supposing I were…
(Yes, this is what I was hinting at back then.)
Whaddya reckon? NaNo 2013?
I didn’t think I’d be able to say this with only four episodes of this podcast under my belt, but I am very pleased to be able to mark my guest for episode 5 off my wish list:
Gavin Dunne, Miracle of Sound. Image sourced from the Miracle of Sound profile on Last.FM
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present for your listening pleasure, Gavin Dunne, the one-man band known on the Internet as the Miracle of Sound!
Gavin sat down with me over Skype on Thursday evening, Ireland time (which translated to before sparrows, Cairns time) to talk about how he went from the frontman of a band that broke up on the verge of hitting it big to a full-time, self-employed musician with a dedicated fan base that stretches across the world!
Gav was a pleasure to chat with, and had plenty of stories and insights on what it takes to become your own personal success story in the Internet age. Plus it was fun to geek out with him about games toward the end! Listen and enjoy!
This is sort of an expanded edition of my review of Transformers: War for Cybertron for the Cairns Post, compiled from the 500-word version of that review and various forum posts I’ve made in the meantime.
Keeping in mind that I wrote that review so as many readers as possible would understand it, let me expand for all you pro gamers out there. For starters, don’t buy it expecting anything earthshaking or revolutionary. High Moon set out to make a Transformers game that works, and they’ve succeeded. It mightn’t be an outstanding experience but it’s certainly a solid one, which puts it head and shoulders above the two movie games. Continue reading
If you’ve already read this in today’s paper, I’d like to point out that I gave it 3 1/2 stars (the sub-editor must’ve rounded it up) and that the actual recommended retail price is $79.95, not $109.95 (if it were the latter price I wouldn’t have given it more than three stars).
But if you haven’t, go buy today’s Cairns Post and check out Page 14 of the timeOUT liftout. Or read it on the cairns.com.au website!
Although they’re half a world apart and have never met, Captain Lennox (Josh Duhamel) and Sam Witwicky (Shia leBoeuf) both have girl trouble. Lennox and his platoon of infantry are stationed at a US Army forward base in Qatar, thousands of miles from his wife and their infant daughter, the latter of whom he’s yet to meet. Witwicky, a seventeen-year-old high schooler, doesn’t have a girl, and in order to rectify the situation he needs a car.
Sam’s dad (Kevin Dunn) is helping to rectify the problem, though, by pitching in half the money for a used car. No one notices the battered yellow muscle car that cruises onto the sleazy dealer’s lot by itself until Sam picks it out. Luck and some not-so-subtle promptings from his new car’s stereo see Sam driving gorgeous fellow student Mikaela (Megan Fox) home that evening – but later that night, his car takes off on its own. Sam loses the car in a rail yard, but seconds later he sees a giant yellow figure send a signal into the sky.
Lennox is nowhere near as lucky – a video transmission with his wife is interrupted by the arrival of a special ops chopper believed shot down weeks ago. The aircraft disrupts all transmissions and radar, then breaks apart, reassembling itself into a massive robot, and lays waste to the base. The armament of Lennox and his team is useless against the monster, which hacks the base’s central computer, looking for something buried deep within the US military network. The data line is cut before the machine can succeed, but Lennox’s team is forced to flee into the desert, where a sinister pursuer is intent on ensuring no word gets out before the machines find what they’re looking for…
At the less than one day (bare hours, even) and counting mark, it was probably inevitable that I trip over the Internet Movie Database‘s main page and fall upon a link to an article on the Wired magazine website. With a title like, “The Rebirth of Optimus Prime: Behind the Scenes with Director Michael Bay” it naturally grabbed my attention. It’s a neat little three-page examination of fandom in general (I keep having flashbacks to the forum outrage when Battlestar Galactica was being re-imagined by the SciFi Channel) and the interest in Transformers – well, in one red-and-blue Transformer – in particular. I think it puts across a lot of what I was trying to do in this article, but a lot better.
With less than three days to go until the nationwide premiere (four days ahead of the US! Woo!), a link to the official Australian website of the Transformers movie is long overdue – probably because I only just discovered it. It looks as though I’ll see it twice this weekend – first on Saturday, as part of the “Help Rob Frantically Cling To His Youth While It Lasts” pre-birthday party, then again on Sunday with my young mentee.
While I’m on the topic, here’s a review of the movie written by the lads at computer magazine Atomic. Now, if this film needed savaging, I was fully expecting that the performance-happy nerds at Atomic would provide. Their review, however, manages to ably critique the film whilst giving very little away, and their verdict is “Michael Bay shows the doubters it was in safe hands all along”, giving the film a heartening 8.5 out of 10.