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Friday, March 26, 2010

The Man To Beat

I've been wanting to link to Ken's blog for a while now, but I've been putting it off because I wanted to write something about him that would be relevant and heart-felt, and it takes a while for my heart to feel something relevant. But here I am, finally, and I think I can take the plunge.
Ken Okazaki is the first man I've met with his singular genius. He has 6 kids, a fully loaded life, and a whole roster of responsibilities. But this is a man who will have a new idea for something to do, something to be, every time I talk to him. Every idea, just as intricate and insane as the idea before it. If I had to elect one of my friends "most likely to be a tycoon / millionare / magnate," it would be him. He gushes it, and it makes me weak and embarrassed.
I resist it, a lot. Sitting in an office across from him, worn out and tired about all the things I have to think about and projects that I wish I hadn't signed on for, his zest and incredible capacity to think about a million projects, and still keep his current responsibilities in proper proportion, astounded and vexed me at the same time. When my brain feels dried up as a prune, my idea of relaxation is taking a walk and zoning out, making some ramen, watching a TV show. I've seen him study, research, and experiment with his ideas in most of his spare moments.
I'm going to be reading his blog to peel back his sneaky secrets. One day, I will be as powerful and zesty as Ken is.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Hello again

I'm done my private experimental bit. I don't mind if you all come along for a look. I love you.