The people that inspire me, my idols, my heroes, whatever you want to call them, are a unique bunch of sons of bitches, a real smattering of different characters.
1) Carl Sagan
2) Phil Defranco
3) Seth MacFarlane
4) Macklemore
5) Elon Musk
Obviously for different reasons, these men all blow my mind. My very freaking mind.
1) The late Carl Sagan, for the badass way he viewed and related science to the masses. He made scientific curiosity into a near religious experience and had a simple and poetic way with words while describing our universe. Makes a motha fucka want to be an astrophysicist. Man, that guy, that freaking guy. He inspires me on a scientific/spiritual level.
2) The ever alive and fantastically self-made Phillip Defranco. He started at the bottom making YouTube videos while going to college back in 2006. Now he employs a dozen or so people, produces several channels on YouTube, and hosted Shark Week last year for fucks sake. His net worth is estimated to be about one million dollars and he didn't even finish college. He's hilarious, he's charismatic, he makes shit happen, he is exactly who I wish I was, and I love that guy's fucking face. He inspires me on a personal level.
3) We all know Seth MacFarlane. The brilliant and not afraid to make a joke writer/creator of most notably; Family Guy, American Dad!, and the movie Ted. I could hang out in this guys brain for days. He does what I would be doing if I was more intelligent and harder working. He collaborates with so many other fantastic people in and around his various projects that I can't help but be envious. He doesn't take shit too serious and I love that. He rocks bits, gags, and cutaways like a boss. He inspires me on a comedic level.
4) Macklemore, that Thrift Shop shopping, 20 dollars having, gay rights supporting rapper we all hear on the radio. I obviously have no interest in being a musician, but this is more than that, he's a fucking dreamer and he never quit. He rapped for 10 fucking years, broke and unsuccessful before we started hearing about him, and even with fame he has retained an amount of dignity and classiness I can respect, he dreams, he makes great music, he stands for shit and never quits. He inspires me on a hopes and dreams level.
5) Finally Elon Musk, an entrepreneur and business man, an inventor and genius. He kicks ass and takes names. He started Paypal, founded SpaceX and co-founded Tesla Motors. Both badass companies if you take the time to look them up. This rich successful bastard makes my mouth water with how deep into the technology and engineering world he has his hands buried. He inspires me on a professional/business level.
These five individuals all sort of represent a piece of what I strive for in this world. The scientist full of knowledge and wonder, the self-made college dropout kicking ass anyways, the writer/comedian making life one big joke, the dreamer finally finding success, the entrepreneurial genius leaving his mark.
They all make me want what they have. They make me want to try to be even bigger and better. I'm not off to a great start I admit, but neither were some of them. I'll make it or die trying, old and unsuccessful. But you bet your ass I'll make a shit ton of stories along the way.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
Retrospect
As usual, my oddly ambitious and overly optimistic quest for hopes and dreams persists unabated.
If dreams were currency I would be in short need of any sort of job or career. Sadly that is not the case and I have a need for some sort of steady income.
Since I was of teenage years I had never known what it is I wanted to do when I grew up.
Still, not having grown at all, I find I still don't know what that calling is, I have inclinations sure, pipe dreams and the like, but as far as solid venues for my current finances I have none.
What I do know for certain. I KNOW that I don't intend on wasting my one life that I have working a job I hate or just working too much in general, until I'm dead.
There are too many things in the world to do and experience to spend year after year working just so I might be able to have a few weeks vacation a year and a retirement at 65. That to me sounds like possibly the worst way to spend a life.
This is not me saying that I wish to be a hippie and live a life against ever lifting a finger to do anything. I mean to suggest that if I am forced to work my whole life away, I intend to do it on my own terms. I would just as soon spend my life searching for a job that feels like a hobby, than spend it doing something I don't want to do just because people insist that that's the way it is.
I personally think I'm awesome and am not real concerned. I've always had the notion in my head that it'll come to me and I'll end up doing something I love and doing it well.
More than that, lately I've got it in my head that why would I stop at happiness? If my luck permits it and I do end up finding a niche in which I can become financially successful. I plan on doing everything I can to expound that money into more and more money.
If I had it my way I would create an empire on these hopes and dreams, and eventually the hopes and dreams of others. I would and will go as far as this life permits, if for no better reason than because I can.
Or I'll spend my life chasing my fancies. Either way works I suppose.
This really snowballed. I had a point when I started I swear.
If dreams were currency I would be in short need of any sort of job or career. Sadly that is not the case and I have a need for some sort of steady income.
Since I was of teenage years I had never known what it is I wanted to do when I grew up.
Still, not having grown at all, I find I still don't know what that calling is, I have inclinations sure, pipe dreams and the like, but as far as solid venues for my current finances I have none.
What I do know for certain. I KNOW that I don't intend on wasting my one life that I have working a job I hate or just working too much in general, until I'm dead.
There are too many things in the world to do and experience to spend year after year working just so I might be able to have a few weeks vacation a year and a retirement at 65. That to me sounds like possibly the worst way to spend a life.
This is not me saying that I wish to be a hippie and live a life against ever lifting a finger to do anything. I mean to suggest that if I am forced to work my whole life away, I intend to do it on my own terms. I would just as soon spend my life searching for a job that feels like a hobby, than spend it doing something I don't want to do just because people insist that that's the way it is.
I personally think I'm awesome and am not real concerned. I've always had the notion in my head that it'll come to me and I'll end up doing something I love and doing it well.
More than that, lately I've got it in my head that why would I stop at happiness? If my luck permits it and I do end up finding a niche in which I can become financially successful. I plan on doing everything I can to expound that money into more and more money.
If I had it my way I would create an empire on these hopes and dreams, and eventually the hopes and dreams of others. I would and will go as far as this life permits, if for no better reason than because I can.
Or I'll spend my life chasing my fancies. Either way works I suppose.
This really snowballed. I had a point when I started I swear.
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