Thinking and Throwing

There seems to be an inextricable meditative link between throwing and thinking. This afternoon, Stephen Lee and I tossed a nerf football outside the Scribd office and I felt a cool breeze over my new haircut along with a new and completely untainted flow of thought. Just 2 hours before, we were in heated strategic discussions:

ideas for every I,
thoughts for every theory,
strategy for every step.

But twas the throwing and thinking mended my mind.
It was soothing and scintillating all at once.

I was in the flow:
the ease of new ideas,
the condensation of confusion,
the strength of strategy,
the vicissitude of changed vision
dawned all at once.

Then I reminisced about my baseball days and remembered that it was only the first 5 minutes of practice that I really liked. The first 5 minutes of having a catch with your buddy, chatting about the follies and foes, girls and gossip. Those 5 minutes were inescapable and only now imaginable.

So I shall start to throw once more...
This deserves an ode.

Chaos

Great businessmen seem to have the ability to make chaos into structure, or at least ostensibly so.  

On VC's

It seems that the best VC's have mastered the art of meddling in other people's affairs.

Mobile SNS Report

Social Network Influence

A great author once wrote not knowing what to do in the confines of one's own room is a great cause for sadness and depression.

Kurt's Excerpt: Then came social networks, and the common man now never has to leave his room to feel acceptance and purpose.

Kurtism: Salary

Everyone gets a base, the rest is just a bonus.

Kurtism: Startups

Startups are 50% hard work, 50% intelligence, but most of it is just luck.

Kurtism: Time

Time moves to fast when you are not paying attention

Mountain Biking

I went mt biking yesterday at Saint Teresa Park in San Jose, CA, just before a round of golf. Upon arriving, I noticed a group in the distance but didn't think much of it. So I grabbed my two wheeled terrain hopper and took off. In the middle of my ride, I hear a gunshot and about 3 minutes later a pack of dudes come up behind me. One of the guys yelled Berkeley get out of the f'n way! I thought who is Berkeley, looked back, and peeled off the course and flopped on the hill.

Then I, clad in a bright yellow under armor shirt and navy blue shirts, realized that I was Berkeley. The guys who rode by me were in Stanford, Oregon, Nevada, Chico State, and Berkeley uniforms. I continued along after them, faintly thinking I could actually catch them, and stopped to speak to a cameraman who said it was a Pac 10 race! What are the odds that I stumbled upon a Pac 10 race!

By the time i got off the trail, 45 minutes later, my wheel was in a 90 degree angle and when I lifted it up on my car rack it completely fell off! I'm glad it didn't fall off while I was riding.

"Never a boring day"

Kurtism: Pain

Pain goes away when it stops.

Kurtism: Why hard work never stops

The harder I work, the more ideas I get; the more ideas I get, the more energy i have; the more energy I have, the harder I work. It is a virtuous cycle.

Kurtism: On Life

All you can ask for is a job you like, good food, and some good lovin; and then, everything else is a bonus, even the wine.

Kurtism: On what you do

It is not important what you accomplish today, but rather what continues and blossoms after you are gone.

Kurtism: On winning

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, and sometimes it rains.