I feel such “a part of” for being blog-tagged by Ben Wills AND my buddy Josh. I was actually moaning & bitching on Stuntdubl’s blog when I saw that he was tagged in the same post. In the short few days since I was tagged, I’ve seen this game spread viral & like wildfire through a very tightly-knit SEO blogging community. Here’s my attempt to get this post in before it’s too late (which is in less than a week, according to GrayWolf).
- I was actually born on the border of China & Nepal. Just kidding. I was born in Chicago, Illinois but raised in Bakersfield, CA (which I can’t BELIEVE I actually just published voluntarily). It’s a country town in the armpit of California.
- My first job was selling Kirby Vacuums door-to-door. To be honest, these were damn good vacuums (they’d wash your car, blow your leaves, suck G*d knows what out of your mattress, etc.). But, they were also $2,000/pop (before the haggling tricks). I sold one to my Dad, one to a classmate’s mom & 1-2 others. This is how the presentation went. Everyone should sell vacuums door to door. This is where I learned how to close a sale–check out what Karon Thackston wrote about it.
- I dropped out of Columbia U. to help start my first internet company out of a New Jersey basement. 10 months, 50 employees & $25M later the company flopped when the market crashed & funding pulled out prematurely (sucks when that happens). I took a laptop, the stereo, grew out my hair, went island hopping in Greece & accordingly back to school.
- I’m not a Hindu, nor a Buddhist. Buddhists believe the universe is empty (even of emptiness). Vedantis believe the universe is full-absolute consciousness as a substratum of reality. These 2 schools of thought meet in a Non-dualistic mobius strip of awareness–in that place exist (or not-existent are) my religious convictions. (I was lucky enough to study in Indo-Tibetan thought with Robert Thurman & Gary Tubb).
- A few years ago, I suffered an acute multiple organ failure (Liver, kidneys, esophageal tears, the works). This happened just after I turned 22. Since that time I’ve fully recovered, but for whatever reason I’m able to enjoy every minute of every day infinitely more than I would have, were it not for the physical collapse. If only we could all be so intimately aware of our own mortality…