Sunday, May 14, 2006

The bizarre nature of work osmosis

Osmosis is variously described as the passage of a solution or solvent from one area of high concentration to another of low concentration through a semi-permeable membrane. The basic concept is appliable to the work situation as well. Someone leaves through osmosis someone else takes over their job (the area of low concentration). This often occurs in companies under severe budgetary constraints, someone else takes on a role as an official or unofficial secondment. This is followed by one of two things. Either osmosis takes them back to their original role as that becomes under-concentrated or another body fills that as they realise it is under-concentrated.

That actually made more sense when it occurred to me in that brief moment of lucidity that precedes sleep.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Fox

So foxes conversation with crow in the cemetary is now set at a crossroads instead and is taking on some aspects of Blues legends. For some reason I cannot name when I began scripting the conversation I was brought to mind of stories about Robert Johnson (that's the name that comes to mind) who bargained with the devil at a crossroads for his ability to play the Blues. Themes to this story are rapidly becoming apparent, the price you pay and the bargains you make to get what you want.

little star

This past week I read a book by Andi Watson called "Little Star". It is the truest, most accurate, scarily honest depiction of new fatherhood I have ever encountered. Virtually every page resonated with experiences I have had over the last 4 1/2 years of fatherhood.



The scariest thing in the book was the way Watson put into words, at the end of the book, a summary of my life now. "I'm happier than I've ever been and I'm sadder than I've ever been". Parental existence in a nutshell.

Read this book, buy it off Amazon at a very good price, give it to any friend expecting a child. Gain an insight into what a new father is going through.

Universe

Did you ever find yourself with your heart beating in time with the universe only to have something make you skip a beat and plunge you back into the misery of apartness which is made worse because you know what you have lost.



Damn I HATE MYSTICAL EXPERIENCES