I love all holidays. Any holiday to decorate, celebrate, dress up in a theme, or give creative presents- I am in. This might be something I got from my mom, because without fail, every year, she would give me a valentines day present. It might be because she felt bad for me, because before the ripe age of 23, I never had a boyfriend. I came close once, when I was 15- but I dumped the kid a day before February 14th. Crushed his poor little heart- he even wrote a song for me... on a paper lunch bag. But other than that, Valentines day was reserved for my parents to give me candy I 100% did not need- and a stuffed animal of some sorts. Although these gifts came from my parents, I still loved Valentines Day.
Everyone that says they hate Valentines day because they don't have anyone, or they think its stupid- come on, get a grip. Its just a fun day to tell people you love them, and wear red. Lighten up- sometimes its fun to leave this dark, global warming world, and live in a pink, candy world. And everyone needs someone to tell them they are loved. So tomorrow- tell everyone you love them- even if you just kind of only like them. Spread the cheer. Laugh a little harder at someones joke, give up your seat to someone who needs it, or even just the smallest thing, smile back at someone who smiles at you. This is turning into a rant. But I think people should just be a little more loving and caring. There is always someone, somewhere that is having a harder time than you. So love the Valentines day. Get struck by cupids arrow, nothing bad is gonna happen.
In other news- I decided to grow my hair out for locks of love. So many people in my life have been effected by cancer lately, and in the past- so its time to give apart of myself, the least I can do. I did the breast cancer walk a few years ago, and now its time to give part of myself again. Consider it my Valentines day treat to the world.
Peace, Love, and Eat a candy heart-
B
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Yea- its been awhile.
I have come to the conclusion that I am a binge writer with this blog. I turn to this portal when my words can not form from my mouth to come out in complete sentences or even make sense. Just like sometimes you cant make sense of things going on.
You try to add them up- logically, 1+1+1=3. That's what should happen. But what about when 1+1+1=8? What about when the world around me does not make sense? What happens when I almost break down, knowing that I need to pull it together, when my knees buckle, when I cannot get a word out of my mouth, when my airways close up to the point of choking, and all that appears are tears. Tears, upon tears, upon tears. They never end. At some point I think they subside- and then, just one thing happens, and there they come, like I have never cried once in my life.
I am known to have a lot of feelings- being emotional makes me who I am. I feel for others- I try to include everyone, I feel pain, even when someone else is hurting. I smile with everything I have, and in turn, cry with everything that I am.
Thats just me. And for some reason, the mess that I have become over the past few months is functioning. I am not quite sure why or how, but it just works.This emotional state of uneasiness- of always what will tomorrow brings, has become a normal state. Between new jobs (yes again), family ups and downs, hurricanes, snow storms, bone suprs, and other things- every day is a guessing game. Who knows whats going to happen. And I am ok with that- but I am also ok with the fact that today, just today- hardcore sucked.
So. I cried about it. Plain old cried. I am an ugly crier. But the tears help me make sense. And I am lucky enough to have someone to make me laugh through the headache, redeyes, and stuffy nose that come from crying. And once the crying stops- the laughing starts.
peace, love and utter disarray,
b
Also- no promises that I will write more consistently But, like I have before- saying that I will try. Gotta find myself again once the rollercoaster comes to a coast. Wouldn't that be nice? But then again... coasting might be boring.
You try to add them up- logically, 1+1+1=3. That's what should happen. But what about when 1+1+1=8? What about when the world around me does not make sense? What happens when I almost break down, knowing that I need to pull it together, when my knees buckle, when I cannot get a word out of my mouth, when my airways close up to the point of choking, and all that appears are tears. Tears, upon tears, upon tears. They never end. At some point I think they subside- and then, just one thing happens, and there they come, like I have never cried once in my life.
I am known to have a lot of feelings- being emotional makes me who I am. I feel for others- I try to include everyone, I feel pain, even when someone else is hurting. I smile with everything I have, and in turn, cry with everything that I am.
Thats just me. And for some reason, the mess that I have become over the past few months is functioning. I am not quite sure why or how, but it just works.This emotional state of uneasiness- of always what will tomorrow brings, has become a normal state. Between new jobs (yes again), family ups and downs, hurricanes, snow storms, bone suprs, and other things- every day is a guessing game. Who knows whats going to happen. And I am ok with that- but I am also ok with the fact that today, just today- hardcore sucked.
So. I cried about it. Plain old cried. I am an ugly crier. But the tears help me make sense. And I am lucky enough to have someone to make me laugh through the headache, redeyes, and stuffy nose that come from crying. And once the crying stops- the laughing starts.
peace, love and utter disarray,
b
Also- no promises that I will write more consistently But, like I have before- saying that I will try. Gotta find myself again once the rollercoaster comes to a coast. Wouldn't that be nice? But then again... coasting might be boring.
Monday, October 15, 2012
something smart...
Found this today... makes you think:
1. Surround yourself with people who are smarter than you and move out of their way.
If you feel like you know everything, you’re wrong. I know what I don’t know and then I find partners who can teach me. A perfect example is my partnership with Patrick Whitesell, my co-CEO at WME. While we take on different roles at the company and focus on different things, we share the same goals and at the end of the day, we’re working toward the same end. That’s been the key to our success.
2. The only constant in business is change. Get comfortable with it.
When I started in the business, there were four broadcast networks and 19 cable networks. Now there are five broadcast networks, 117 cable networks, Netflix, Hulu, YouTube, HBOGo, iTunes, Amazon Prime, VOD – the list goes on and on. Next year there will be more distribution platforms, and in ten years the landscape will have shifted another 180 degrees. The business is changing quickly, and the only way to succeed is to change with it. I always tell my colleagues, there is no such thing as a traditional talent agent anymore. It’s about pushing beyond that 10% commission and finding opportunity where it didn’t exist before.
3. Fail often, fail quickly.
Nobody fucks up like I do, but you’ll never succeed unless you take risks. Big ones. In 2009, we took Endeavor, a company that was doing incredibly well, and merged it with the oldest talent agency in the world. From a cultural and organizational standpoint, it was a big risk. People had their doubts. But we had a vision and a lot of help from very smart people (see #1.) Three years later, our business is stronger, our bench is deeper and smarter, and our deal-making is more innovative. It’s a better company – period. You have to lead by example if you want to promote a culture where risk-taking is rewarded.
4. Your schedule makes you dumber.
Force yourself outside of your daily schedule. Be curious and take time to learn about worlds outside of the one you live in. Watch the news, read the paper, educate yourself. Don’t be afraid to call people you don’t know, start a conversation, and ask for things you need. At the very least, you’ll be more interesting. At the most, you’ll take your business in new and bigger directions.
5. You only get one shot – make it count.
I learned this the painful way. After being hit by a car and lying face-down in the middle of Wilshire Boulevard, I was confronted with a whole lot more than my mortality. Take advantage of each day that’s given to you and do something to move the needle on your business, even if it’s just an inch. You’ve heard it before, but life is not a dress rehearsal. Don’t waste your time (or mine.)
6. Good ideas rule all.
In the end, it’s all about creative ideas and content – it’s the lifeblood of our business. I’m fortunate enough to work with the writers, directors, musicians and actors who are defining culture with their voices. It’s why I come to work in the morning. In 100 years, when the world looks different, and we communicate in new ways, and we have more devices and platforms and distribution methods, I believe great artistry will still matter most.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Cold Days and Friday night Hoorays
Well, got the first taste of winter the past few days. It's on it's way- and honestly- it makes me shiver just thinking about it. I don't know if its me, or genetics, or a pre-disposition.... but the cold weather has started to make my body actually hurt. Not like on the ground, can't move type of hurt- but ache hurt. They type of ache that makes me whiny and needy. And when I get whiny and needy- it's no fun for anyone. When we were younger , actually, even now, my mom has always said 'when momma aint happy, nobody's happy', and basically that's what I am like when I am cold. If I am cold and unhappy.... no one is going to be happy. The green monster comes out of me and I become a raging terror.
Just one of those things about me... I should come with a warning sign during the winter, "if I look cold, or am actually shaking, beware. I will bite your head off.'
In other news.... T and I hosted Friday night dinner this weekend. We piled 9 people into our apartment, 'rented' (aka bought from Home Depot and then later returned) a long table and chairs, cooked a chicken dish, some bottles of wine, and invited good friends. It turned out pretty well- other than the thought that we were literally eating in our bedroom. That part was a little weird, but having everyone come over to our apartment and just have dinner, was so refreshing. We had been talking about hosing our friends for awhile- but after 6 months of living here, we finally got around to it. Will probably turn in to a monthly thing, at least I hope. Getting together for dinner, getting dressed up, lighting the candles- there is nothing nicer than Friday night dinners. Gives me a chance to unwind from the week, hang out with friends... and of course, give me an excuse to drink an excessive amount of wine and not have to go out to a bar later (and not have to go outside... it was so cold!). Our friends all brought different dishes, and all in all, the night was exactly what I was looking for.
All in all, Friday night dinners have officially been reinstated in the T&B household.
This weekend has turned into a drinking fest. Wine Friday night, and then a hard cider festival on Saturday night.... which I can say has turned into a slow moving Sunday morning. To that point, T finally woke up and said (this is a quote....) "No more drinking. Too much drinking."
Aka time for me to watch a movie and veg.
Peace love and hangover recovery,
B
Just one of those things about me... I should come with a warning sign during the winter, "if I look cold, or am actually shaking, beware. I will bite your head off.'
In other news.... T and I hosted Friday night dinner this weekend. We piled 9 people into our apartment, 'rented' (aka bought from Home Depot and then later returned) a long table and chairs, cooked a chicken dish, some bottles of wine, and invited good friends. It turned out pretty well- other than the thought that we were literally eating in our bedroom. That part was a little weird, but having everyone come over to our apartment and just have dinner, was so refreshing. We had been talking about hosing our friends for awhile- but after 6 months of living here, we finally got around to it. Will probably turn in to a monthly thing, at least I hope. Getting together for dinner, getting dressed up, lighting the candles- there is nothing nicer than Friday night dinners. Gives me a chance to unwind from the week, hang out with friends... and of course, give me an excuse to drink an excessive amount of wine and not have to go out to a bar later (and not have to go outside... it was so cold!). Our friends all brought different dishes, and all in all, the night was exactly what I was looking for.
All in all, Friday night dinners have officially been reinstated in the T&B household.
This weekend has turned into a drinking fest. Wine Friday night, and then a hard cider festival on Saturday night.... which I can say has turned into a slow moving Sunday morning. To that point, T finally woke up and said (this is a quote....) "No more drinking. Too much drinking."
Aka time for me to watch a movie and veg.
Peace love and hangover recovery,
B
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Healthy Rights. Get your smoke out of my face
I am all about people doing what makes them happy, even if it something that harms themselves. If they choose to do bad things to themselves (like smoking), but do not inflict harm onto others, than that is their own choice. But I do have a problem when someone else's unhealthy habit effects me. I do alot to keep myself healthy. I exercise daily, I eat healthy, I try and do things that are good for my body- like not smoking. It is my choice to not smoke. I choose to not inhale smoke, or be around smokers.
If you want to smoke in your own home, all power to you. If you want to smoke in your own personal car, right on. But when you choose to smoke on the side walk, standing next to me, and blow your smoke, in MY face- into MY healthy lungs, and clog MY nose with your smoke, that's when I have a problem. Not only do I find it personally offensive when someone blows their smoke in my face when waiting for the light to change, I find it disgusting- you can do what you want to your body, but don't impeded on my right to a healthy life.
Where did this rant come from? This morning, on my lovely 2.5 mile walk to work, my lovely crisp fall air was polluted at 44th and 2nd by a short, snotty girl who decided to blow her disgusting smoke in my face. When I asked her if she could step to the side and not blow in my face, she looked at me and said, 'well, it's a free sidewalk.' and turned around. It took all my strength to not punch a bitch (sorry grandma if you are reading this). Instead of inflicting physical harm onto this extremely rude girl, I said back, "It is a free side walk, and natural air, what you are doing is gross." Might now have been the nicest, or the best zinger i could come up with, but it was better than punching her I suppose.
Lesson learned, next time, I'll punch her.
Peace, love and keeping myself healthy (and out of jail for physical assault on a smoker),
B
If you want to smoke in your own home, all power to you. If you want to smoke in your own personal car, right on. But when you choose to smoke on the side walk, standing next to me, and blow your smoke, in MY face- into MY healthy lungs, and clog MY nose with your smoke, that's when I have a problem. Not only do I find it personally offensive when someone blows their smoke in my face when waiting for the light to change, I find it disgusting- you can do what you want to your body, but don't impeded on my right to a healthy life.
Where did this rant come from? This morning, on my lovely 2.5 mile walk to work, my lovely crisp fall air was polluted at 44th and 2nd by a short, snotty girl who decided to blow her disgusting smoke in my face. When I asked her if she could step to the side and not blow in my face, she looked at me and said, 'well, it's a free sidewalk.' and turned around. It took all my strength to not punch a bitch (sorry grandma if you are reading this). Instead of inflicting physical harm onto this extremely rude girl, I said back, "It is a free side walk, and natural air, what you are doing is gross." Might now have been the nicest, or the best zinger i could come up with, but it was better than punching her I suppose.
Lesson learned, next time, I'll punch her.
Peace, love and keeping myself healthy (and out of jail for physical assault on a smoker),
B
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Chocolate sayings
Ever since last holiday time (back in ATL) I made a vow to try and eat a dark chocolate piece every day. I heard somewhere that it was healthy good for me. I don't eat one every day, but I would say at least once a week.
Today, I had one, and on the inside of the wrapper was a saying, "Take time to notice the color of the leaves changing." Not sure why, but it struck a cord. A little of it might be because its the 11th anniversary of 9/11, the seasons have started changing, and this morning was picture perfect, but I was in too much a rush to actually appreciate it. I woke up an hour later than planned (I turned off my alarm in my sleep), ran around my apartment like a mad woman, didnt blow dry my hair, didn't make the bed... but I will say, I was able to leave the apartment with a lunch. A lunch that my amazing and extremely sneaky boyfriend made for me last night and left in the fridge with a note. I saw it this morning, and just though, 'Wow.... just wow'. And ran out the door.
Now after seeing my chocolate quote of the day, after eating my delicious sandwich, and after getting back from a quick walk about the block- This day, reminds me how amazing it is to live the life I do, love the people I do.....I am going to walk home from work today also- just to soak it all in.
Peace, Love, and Enjoying,
B
Today, I had one, and on the inside of the wrapper was a saying, "Take time to notice the color of the leaves changing." Not sure why, but it struck a cord. A little of it might be because its the 11th anniversary of 9/11, the seasons have started changing, and this morning was picture perfect, but I was in too much a rush to actually appreciate it. I woke up an hour later than planned (I turned off my alarm in my sleep), ran around my apartment like a mad woman, didnt blow dry my hair, didn't make the bed... but I will say, I was able to leave the apartment with a lunch. A lunch that my amazing and extremely sneaky boyfriend made for me last night and left in the fridge with a note. I saw it this morning, and just though, 'Wow.... just wow'. And ran out the door.
Now after seeing my chocolate quote of the day, after eating my delicious sandwich, and after getting back from a quick walk about the block- This day, reminds me how amazing it is to live the life I do, love the people I do.....I am going to walk home from work today also- just to soak it all in.
Peace, Love, and Enjoying,
B
Monday, September 10, 2012
What to do....On the first day of Fall
Who ever took down the GoDaddy server.... you suck. I love my new job. It rocks. I depend on sending out e-mails, getting in touch with people, and sending them off onto a new job path. I rely on a few things to do my job:
a) LinkedIn
b) e-mail (in any form, on my phone, on the computer, anywhere so I can get messages)
c) phone
If one of these things goes down- I have a problem.
And today... someone decided (that someone clearly was not me), BY CHOICE, to take down the whole GoDaddy server. What do I have to say to this one person- why?? Just why.
You could have taken down my Facebook, or a random news site, and that would have been just fine with me. But no, on my Monday, the start of my week- the day I use to get into the grove, you take it down. As Stephanie from Full House would say, How Rude.
In other news, today marked the first day of fall in my books. The weather was amazing. Clear blue skies, a chill in the air that put a pep in my step. People here say fall is amazing, and this morning I could see why. Its getting me pretty excited for the next 2 months.... but then I realized, after fall comes winter.... that will be a different discussion for a different day.
Lesson for today: its not so much a lesson, more so a general rule of thumb, if you have the chance to balitently ruin someones day.... just don't. Its not nice.
Peace, love and refreshing my e-mail every 5 minutes,
B
a) LinkedIn
b) e-mail (in any form, on my phone, on the computer, anywhere so I can get messages)
c) phone
If one of these things goes down- I have a problem.
And today... someone decided (that someone clearly was not me), BY CHOICE, to take down the whole GoDaddy server. What do I have to say to this one person- why?? Just why.
You could have taken down my Facebook, or a random news site, and that would have been just fine with me. But no, on my Monday, the start of my week- the day I use to get into the grove, you take it down. As Stephanie from Full House would say, How Rude.
In other news, today marked the first day of fall in my books. The weather was amazing. Clear blue skies, a chill in the air that put a pep in my step. People here say fall is amazing, and this morning I could see why. Its getting me pretty excited for the next 2 months.... but then I realized, after fall comes winter.... that will be a different discussion for a different day.
Lesson for today: its not so much a lesson, more so a general rule of thumb, if you have the chance to balitently ruin someones day.... just don't. Its not nice.
Peace, love and refreshing my e-mail every 5 minutes,
B
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