Thursday, March 19, 2009

For names sake


Look familiar?

If you wanted to learn more about me and my business Davlin Designs, you could go to DavlinDesigns.com and read about some projects I have worked on.

Should you decide you wanted to learn more about Kellogg's the wonderful breakfast cereal company you would type in Kelloggs.com and learn how grreat they are.

Suppose you wanted to learn about a certain type of car, let's say Nissan, what do you type in? Nissan.com right?

Unfortuanately not. Instead you will arrive at the wonderful business portal for Nissan Computer Company. Too bad for Nissan Motor Company, no wait - too bad for Nissan Computer Company. That's right, they didn't develop Windows so this "Mom and Pop" computer shop has been going at it now in the American court system for over 10 years.

In the meantime to find Nissan cars, you'll have to Google it.

Friday, March 6, 2009

March Forth!


Well, I did.

Two days ago now was March 4th. And in light of my forever witty (corny) humor I thought it should mean march forth.

I took the time to Tweet (Twitter) a charge to pursue the thing that has been beyond your reach or beyond your procrastination.

Getting Buff
When I was younger my Mom would ask me to help carry in the groceries from the car to the kitchen. As my mind searched for a way to make it more exciting than it really was I grabbed for the item that was sure to be heaviest - why else would she ask me to help?

Often it was the gallon of milk that yielded this excitement. In my mind's eye I was pushing the limits of strength, and after a few more grocery hauls I would be large and in charge. (I still need a few more grocery hauls.)

Give me your hand!
This is Arnold's classic line. In whichever action-hero epic he has sent to the cinema at some point in the adventure he cries out his line and saves the day.

In celebration of March Fourth I was able to give Arnold, the Governator, a hand.

That is me and hundreds of others as we constructed what will become the years largest and most attended central Ohio trade show, The Arnold Classic.

In years past I have joined the muscle-bound and fit-natics as we carried our SWAG bags and herded through the aisles. However I have yet to think about the sweat and blood that went into creating the circus.

I return on Sunday to see the demise of it all, and from what I am told it is madness.

Put me in coach!

Exactly one week before I received my pink slip I happened to schedule a coaching session with someone I met through a networking event. It was her way of letting potential customers test her out.

We chatted for more than an hour about who I was and what I wanted out of life. When we set the appointment she asked me to write down the three wishes I would make if I were given Aladdin's lamp.
  1. Backpack across Europe
  2. Live with a native African tribe
  3. Be rich and famous for product design
When diving into our conversation I assumed we would talk about how I would get to those wishes by turning them into goals. Then as we talked I soon realized it wasn't about achieving those wishes as much as it was about discovering what was preventing me from laying hold of them.

After fully describing my first wish she asked me about the benefits of a European excursion and why I would want such a event. When I stopped tripping over my reasons the heart of the motivation was that I wanted to share stories and be that interesting person who has trekked across the mother land.

Since this nice chat I have repeatedly asked myself, "Why do I want to be interesting to others, what is the point of that?"

People Pleasers
This title has been assigned to many, as well as self-proclaimed. Usually when attributed it is not in the context of compliments. I think it might fall in the category of, "We stopped dating because he was too nice."

Isn't pleasing someone a good thing? Shouldn't we seek to make others happy and content?

I suppose overextending ourselves and pushing our boundaries to meet this end is why such a label has come to stink-so-sweet like that of a skunk.

Are you aware of your motivations? Are you a people pleaser?