Sunday, September 18, 2011

BOOK REVIEW: OUTLIERS

Malcolm Gladwell is an author that blows my mind.  His synergistic case study approach is one that I enjoy quite a lot.  I was first introduced to Gladwell while working at Trails End Camp during the summer of 2009.  My friend Jess coughed up "The Tipping Point" during our improvised book club swap. 

I think I managed to plough through it within the week, literally drumming up excuses to not be social so that I could have the alone time needed to reach the back cover.  "The Tipping Point" is an anti-mainstream examination of how little ideas "tip" and become mainstays so quickly. It was a fascinating and thought-provoking read. So yeah....I like Gladwell.

His latest installment, "Outliers" did not disappoint.  I picked it up this summer on our way to Annapolis, Maryland and have been reading through it ever since.  Which brings me to my first "pro."  Gladwell breaks his books down into small installment style case studies that allow for a staccato reading plan.  What I mean is that you can stop and start at will without missing the overriding themes that are being presented.  It's taken me months to finish this book, but I do not feel that I've missed out on any of the main ideas by tackling the book in this manner.

The synopsis from the back cover reads, "In understanding successful people, we have come to focus far too much on their intelligence and ambition and personality traits.  Instead, Malcolm Gladwell argues in Outliers, we should look at the world that surrounds the successful -- their culture, their family, their generation, and the idiosyncratic experiences of their upbringing.  Along the way, Gladwell reveals what the Beatles and Bill Gates have in common, the reason you've never heard of the smartest man in the world, why almost no start hockey players are born in the fall, and why, when it comes to plane crashes, where the pilots are born matters as much as how well they are trained."

"The lives of outliers -- people whose achievements fall outside normal experience -- follow a peculiar and unexpected logic, and in uncovering that logic, Gladwell presents a fascinating and provocative blueprint for making the most of human potential."

I know that this blurb has at least peaked your interest.  It did mine while searching for an airplane read in the Tampa airport. One quick interjection (I would not advise buying this book in an airport, getting onto a plane, and then flipping to the section on plane crashes.  I did that.  You should not).

The examples will delight readers from varying backgrounds.  There are sports examples, musical examples, geographic examples, and cultural examples.  Each case study builds upon the ones preceding it until you begin connecting the dots mere moments before Gladwell ties it up in a pretty little bow for you.  It's not a difficult read, but staying focused with the examples is crucial for its synergistic method. 

I'm not sure I can come up with any "cons" for this book.  I found it to be exactly as I've come to expect from Malcolm Gladwell.  Fascinating and insightful in the way he takes something so ingrained into our upbringing "What it takes to be successful" and challenges it in a way that has you questioning conventional thinking. 

So do you want to know what the Beatles and Bill Gates have in common?  Here's a hint:  Hamburg, Germany and Lakeside Academy.  Oh...that didn't help?  Well I highly recommend that you snag a copy of Outliers and find out for yourself. 

.....And if you're still not convinced.  Look up any NHL team's roster and look at the pattern of birth dates.  Double check and see how many hockey stars are born in October, November, and December?  Then look and see how many are born in January, February and March.

Peculiar isn't it!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

"PUT SOME FEEL GOOD IN MY SOUL"

I learned in seventh grade about the Theory of Multiple Intelligences.  I remember being fascinated about the subject matter, and I was completely captivated learning how all of my friends tested.  Before I even took the test, I felt pretty confident which "intelligence" would be my most dominant.  Want to venture a guess what I am?  To refresh your memory, the seven intelligences are: Logical-Mathematical, Visual-Spacial, Linguistic, Bodily-Kinesthetic, Musical-Rhythmical, Intrapersonal and Interpersonal. 

I took the test in seventh grade and one intelligence was most definitely more dominant over the others.  I retook the test a few days ago and the same intelligence rose to the surface again.

I'm very much a musical-rhythmical type of girl.  My secondary intelligence is Interpersonal, but it's a very distant second.  Music people!  It's one of my most favorite things!  If you follow me on twitter you know that I typically tweet my morning commute music.  You'll rarely catch me driving without it.  I listen to it all day long at work.  I break out into dance frequently, and I don't think its possible for me to stay completely still when I hear a beat.

Country music is my favorite genre.  It's the music that I relate to the most.  The lyrics tell the tale of my life.  I can't get enough of it.  That being said, I enjoy songs from all genres.  You don't believe me?  Depending on my mood, I can be caught listening to hard-core rock all the way to ambient downtempo music.  I'm also pretty good at storing away lyrics and recalling them when needed....I'm always singing even when music isn't playing to accompany me.  Oh, and I'm always up for some karaoke!  I'm a horrible singer.....but whatevs.

So I'm sharing with you a few of the songs that are trippin' my trigger lately.  Give em' a shot!  As Eric Church sings, "Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down, let this whole world just spin around, I wanna feel it sway, I wanna feel it swing, and put some feel good in my soul."

My Favorite Band of All Time: Bob-Seger and the Silver Bullet Band "We've Got Tonight"
What a tune!  What a band!

My Favorite Song of All Time: Lynyrd Skynyrd "Simple Man"
Nothing better prior to or since the recording of this one! Love the tempo! Love the beat! Love the lyrics!

One of My Favorite Country Songs: Jason Aldean "The Truth"
Just a solid country song!

What I Call "Redneck Rock" - Jake Owen "8 Second Ride"
um...yes he does sing "climb on up but honey watch the cup that I've been spittin' my dip inside"

A Newer Country Song That Often Finds Itself On Repeat - Kenny Chesney ft. Grace Potter "You and Tequila (Make Me Crazy)"
Hauntingly perfect!

When I Want Lyrical Genius I Turn To These Fellas - The Avett Bros. "Head Full of Doubt/Road Full of Promise"
"There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light/ in the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right/ and it comes in black and it comes in white and I'm frightened by those who don't see it."

"When nothing is owed, deserved, or expected/ and your life doesn't change by the man that's elected/ if you're loved by someone you're never rejected/ DECIDE WHAT TO BE AND GO BE IT."

What songs are trippin' your trigger lately?

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

THE UNEXPECTED

Vagueness is the overriding theme on this post, and while I always strive to be an open book, I'm playing this one close to the chest.  Basically, I would kick your ass in a game of Poker tonight!

No doubt this has been a very tough week on me.  I've been a bit more introspective, and quite a bit quieter.  Typically, I pride myself on being outgoing, bubbly, and enthusiastic.  But this week, that just didn't happen....and I'm pretty transparent when it comes to my feelings.  Put simply, I haven't been fooling anybody with my half-hearted happiness this week.

....but it's ok I think.  I miss her. And I would love to have her here with me. So many memories.  So many situations where I would love to ask her advice.  So many times when I would just like to see her cute little southern smile. 

It's ok though.....and I'm ok.  Really I am.  I just get nostalgic this time of year.  You would too if you knew what I know about her.

But then today happened.  Perspective. Timing. Understanding.

Therapy comes in many forms.  Respect in even more. 

...what do you want to bet that she had something to do with this?

Monday, September 5, 2011

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAN

Dear Nan,

Happy Birthday!  I truly hope that this is the best birthday you've ever had.  I miss you, but I know how happy you are now.  Knowing that you're so incredibly content makes things easier for me down here.

That's not to say there aren't tough times.  Even after two years, I still find myself tearing up in random moments.  A song will come on the radio, somebody will say something southern and witty, something....anything will trigger a happy memory and sometimes it makes me sad.  Other times though, those very same memories will come back and I will laugh out loud or smile a bit brighter.  I endure all of these moments because I know how much fun we had, and how much fun we will have again.

This is also to say thank you for continuing to come back to me as often as you do.  Sometimes its something subtle....such as the mini coke bottles that we drank from last night at a BBQ with friends.  I find more heads up pennies now than I ever did before....and I know that's you too.  Sometimes it's not quite as subtle, and I appreciate those reminders just as much.  And you really outdid yourself with the "Mattie Louise" beauty salon you put in my path last February 20th.  I had a good cry and a good laugh.

My dreams are filled with pleasant journeys with you.  You are always just as happy in my dreams as I remember you here.  You don't know how much solace I find in those. Please drop in as often as you'd like. And stay for as long as you'd like.  Bring your friends and family too, they are all welcome anytime inside my sleeping mind. 

I love you "this much." And I miss you always.


I know you made a pound cake to celebrate!!!

....oh to just have one bite of it.

Mattie Louise Danford
Forever my Nan
September 5, 1926 - February 20, 2009


Saturday, September 3, 2011

50 THINGS FRIDAY: #25

I'm going to attempt a weekly series where I elaborate on the "50 Things" listed in the top navigation.  Essentially, there are 50 random facts about my life, with absolutely no rhyme or reason to the order in which they were written.  It's pretty much stream of consciousness.  Maybe #51 should read "sometimes usually I procrastinate"  So in true unofficial #51 fashion, I'm debuting my new Friday series on Saturday. 

 #25. The best summer I have ever had consisted of driving around the country in a conversion van filled with six people running Junior Golf Tournaments each week.

In the summer of 2006, I set out on a journey with six other interns.  2 Communications interns, 5 operations interns, 1 oversize conversion van pulling a trailer, and not a clue what we were truly getting ourselves into.  But we were Team Fore.  Charged with the most grueling schedule of all six intern teams that summer.  We were ready....but we had no clue.

A new junior golf tournament to help run each week we were tasked to handle the mid-west.  Departing from the Atlanta, Georgia area, our first event was in Jackson, Mississippi.  Snuggled into our van "GRIZ" and a dream summer roadtrip laid out in front of us, off we went.  Let me say this: It doesn't take long to get to know people when your forced to cohabitate in a van.  Luckily, Team Fore would turn out to be the best of friends with very very little drama.

Our road strategy was simple: We would always opt to take longer to get to our destinations in exchange for stopping along the way to see the sights.

The hours were brutally long. We worked relentlessly, outside, from well before the sun showed up, until long after she retreated.  Sixteen hour days were the norm.  A few times we actually hit twenty hour days.  My gracious did we work hard.  The "ops bodies" as we were referred to, were the grunts.  We were tasked with marking the tournament course for play, setting the tees, double checking hole locations, creating pace of play stations, placing signage along the driving range and putting greens, registering players, serving as rules officials during competition, and breaking everything down after play.  The "comms people" (notice how they were "people" but we were "bodies") were charged with all sports information related activity.  They worked hard too, ridiculously hard.  

Our route, spotted by weekly stops at each event, went like this:  Atlanta to Jackson, MS, to Chicago, IL, to Ashland, KY, to Milwaukee, WI, to Boyne Highlands, MI, to Flint, MI, to Philadelphia, PA, to Columbus, OH, to Pleasanton, CA (yes we traversed the country), to Diablo Grande CA, to Aurora, OR and back to Atlanta, GA. 

We were blessed to see some truly incredible places in our country. 

We faced our fair share of adversity (especially when "KYLE STYLE" had to depart for a few weeks), but TEAM FORE was strong, and we battled through anything.

Oh.....and as hard as we worked.  We played ten times harder.  We took in several baseball games (Atlanta Braves, Oakland A's as far as Major League went) but tons of Minor League games as well.  The beer flowed like water, we laughed incessantly, and we partied often.  I can neither confirm nor deny that the entire team crashed a wedding reception at our first stop in Jackson, Mississippi after returning from the bar.  I can also neither confirm nor deny that we were at least classy enough to return to our rooms long enough to change into formal clothes before we may or may not have crashed said wedding reception. 

I have honestly never laughed with that intensity prior nor since.  I would laugh so hard I would make myself physically sick.....no really I would get sick from laughing so intensely.  "WHIZZY," my closest friend out of the bunch, and myself (deemed "MASCOT") would nevery shy away from a good time.  Cheap wine out of a dixie cup, check! Midnight swimming in the hotel pool, check! The shenanigans were plenty. 

I learned so much about myself; my will, my desire, my limits during that summer.  I made some friends who I will remain close with forever....afterall you don't spend twenty-four hours a day with people for three months and not come away personally invested in their lives.  Towards the end of our time, I found myself in a constant state of reflection. (That's me on the rock overlooking the Pacific Ocean just behind the 18th Green at Pebble Beach Golf Links).  I realized that what we had done was special.  We did it.  We helped put on first-class events and we perservered through work hours that would have sent others running.  We navigated the country just as successfully as we navigated the dynamics of our team.  We had participated in the most unique golf internship in the world.....and we were better people because of it.

#25. The best summer I have ever had consisted of driving around the country in a conversion van filled with six people running Junior Golf Tournaments each week.



(Whizzy, myself, and A-Dahl taking a break during course set-up in Jackson, MS)

(Team bowling night in Ashland, Kentucky - A-Dahl, Whizzy, me, Laura, Matt, Kyle Style)

(Dancing between innings at the Atlanta Braves game before we departed for Jackson, MS)

(On a boat in The Great Lakes during our stop in Wisconsin...cheers for beers)

(Me and A-Dahl hanging with the Braves Minor League Mascot)

(Dipping at toe in the freezing water during our trip across the Upper Peninsula in Michigan)

(The entire group on a night out in Chicago, Illinois)

**This summer marks the 5-year anniversary to our little internship experience and I miss my friends**
 
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