The play Glengarry Glen Ross is amazingly hard to read but much more pleasant to watch. Personally, the writer of this blog who may not mention herself here thinks the play was a peek into the lives and minds of some of the most evil people in the world: Real Estate salesmen. The reasons (and methods) that they rip people off, what makes them tick, the whole world around the business. The whole play (especially the ending) has a very "The Death of a Salesman" feel to it. If the blogger remembers correctly there is one particular monologue near the end having something to do with him jst wanting to be a salesman, doing business with people, not getting involved in "all this bullshit".
Not that the play would really make one think twice about slamming the door(/phone/internet connection, whatever) in a salesman's face, but it does make you think just a little about why this person is so keen to sell you the Everglades. Its enough to make Skip Wiley want to commit several morbid homicides.
(Told from my perspective because it is essentially about me)
Of course its easier to just do the work and get it over with. And of course I know that. Butits that whole lack of motivation that really sucks. I cant do anyhting about it. I ma pathologically unable so leave me alone, Im working on it, go away and let me figure it out without wsix different inputs from every family member i possess. thank you.
"Flow" in work...
I have no idea how to achieve this, listening to music usually helps but apparently thats on the list of things that are important to me that shouldnt be so I have to supress my urges to be me. this is stupid.
"obstacles"
We'd have to figure out all the obstacles first, obviously sleepage would be one of them but thats gonna go away soon i hope.
"learning"
I suppose a person would learn to do work by ... I dunno.. participating in workage?
In reading about adolescents and sleep I have to wonder why any adult expects to see us in any form of consciousness between the ages fo 13 and 20. Seriously, Our ways of life and our sleep patterns are about the exact polar opposite of one another. Why does high school start the earliest if its known that teenagers' internal clocks want them to go to bed around midnight and sleep til nine. Even wihtout the sleep clockage in the brain, think about it. The best shows come on between 11pm and 1am, gamers and bloggers and net-heads worldwide will tell you that nighttime is the best time for concentration (hence, its ten at night as Im writing this). Anyway, once we get done with all our homework after the nap we had to take duing second block, its ten thirty and we still need to play or lj or talk on the phone. Theres not enough time for this thing you call sleep.
So the Hockey Bay kicked the crap out of the Panthers Saturday night in an amazing shutout ending at 5-0. Burke played a great game, causing the crowd to stop and wonder Khabby who?
Sunday night the Lightning played most of its new players. The Goon was quickly identified as number 36 Mitch Fritz, who instigated a hugely played-out and dramatized fight. After the players-in-question were broken up, Fritz did a sort of lap of honour, his arms in the air. The whole stadium cheered but I bet he got an earful from Torterella. Or at least cut from the team.
Sunday's game ended in an eleven-round shootout, finally giving the win to Buffalo.
Mab:
Before you arrive tomorrow (Tuesday) I want you to have blogged
(carefully: complete and interesting thoughts, standard spelling and
punctuation, referencing the thing you're writing about...) the
following:
Glengarry Glen Ross, the play and the movie
Gawande's Cold Comfort essay
Your readings on adolescents and sleep
Gladwell's facial expression essay
The Lightning
Work, addressing in any order:
- Sitting down to do work
- Clearing away obstacles to do work
- Achieving "flow" in work
- Taking responsibility for work
- What's easier: doing work, or catching grief for not doing the work
and still having to do the work
- How a person might learn to do work
Not that the play would really make one think twice about slamming the door(/phone/internet connection, whatever) in a salesman's face, but it does make you think just a little about why this person is so keen to sell you the Everglades. Its enough to make Skip Wiley want to commit several morbid homicides.
(Told from my perspective because it is essentially about me)
Of course its easier to just do the work and get it over with. And of course I know that. Butits that whole lack of motivation that really sucks. I cant do anyhting about it. I ma pathologically unable so leave me alone, Im working on it, go away and let me figure it out without wsix different inputs from every family member i possess. thank you.
"Flow" in work...
I have no idea how to achieve this, listening to music usually helps but apparently thats on the list of things that are important to me that shouldnt be so I have to supress my urges to be me. this is stupid.
"obstacles"
We'd have to figure out all the obstacles first, obviously sleepage would be one of them but thats gonna go away soon i hope.
"learning"
I suppose a person would learn to do work by ... I dunno.. participating in workage?
In reading about adolescents and sleep I have to wonder why any adult expects to see us in any form of consciousness between the ages fo 13 and 20. Seriously, Our ways of life and our sleep patterns are about the exact polar opposite of one another. Why does high school start the earliest if its known that teenagers' internal clocks want them to go to bed around midnight and sleep til nine. Even wihtout the sleep clockage in the brain, think about it. The best shows come on between 11pm and 1am, gamers and bloggers and net-heads worldwide will tell you that nighttime is the best time for concentration (hence, its ten at night as Im writing this). Anyway, once we get done with all our homework after the nap we had to take duing second block, its ten thirty and we still need to play or lj or talk on the phone. Theres not enough time for this thing you call sleep.
So the Hockey Bay kicked the crap out of the Panthers Saturday night in an amazing shutout ending at 5-0. Burke played a great game, causing the crowd to stop and wonder Khabby who?
Sunday night the Lightning played most of its new players. The Goon was quickly identified as number 36 Mitch Fritz, who instigated a hugely played-out and dramatized fight. After the players-in-question were broken up, Fritz did a sort of lap of honour, his arms in the air. The whole stadium cheered but I bet he got an earful from Torterella. Or at least cut from the team.
Sunday's game ended in an eleven-round shootout, finally giving the win to Buffalo.
Mab:
Before you arrive tomorrow (Tuesday) I want you to have blogged
(carefully: complete and interesting thoughts, standard spelling and
punctuation, referencing the thing you're writing about...) the
following:
Glengarry Glen Ross, the play and the movie
Gawande's Cold Comfort essay
Your readings on adolescents and sleep
Gladwell's facial expression essay
The Lightning
Work, addressing in any order:
- Sitting down to do work
- Clearing away obstacles to do work
- Achieving "flow" in work
- Taking responsibility for work
- What's easier: doing work, or catching grief for not doing the work
and still having to do the work
- How a person might learn to do work
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