Welcome to the online home of me, some guy given the name John Cleveland Payne. In the grand scheme of life, I am just another guy with another blog. But to myself, and hopefully to all of you who actually read this, I am something a little more special. From a young age, I fell in love of the idea of ‘the message’ and medium in which you try to transmit.
Basically, everyone has a message to give to the world. Some are basic, some complex, some have the power to up lift and some are just out there to bring as many people down as possible. But everyone has a message, and most people have problems identifying their message. And the ones who get that far can seem to figure out how to get the world to listen.
Well, I have a message, and this is where I will get a chance to share it. Hopefully, you’ll get plenty of things to keep you motivated or inspired, provide knowledge and comfort, and just have a little fun. Apologies for the state of flux and state of seemingly confusing messages that you’ll get here for a while, as I am doing a lot of personal soul searching, and scrubbing of old ideas to take the best of the past to build a new beginning.
In 2007, I changed the name of blog from “The Mis-Adventures Of The Jazzy Cool One” to “Life In Fast Forward.” I began to tear down old blogs and newsletters and try to find places for them here. My goal is to take the focus off of me the person, and show the world the life I live and share with every human on the planet. I aspire to life at a very high standard, and instead of dealing with people who rather slow us down, I want to find ways to help people pick up there own pace. As you get to see an insight to the further adventures I hope to lead, hopefully you’ll enjoy the ride, and want to come along.
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Thursday, December 23, 2004
So a guy tried to car jack me last night . . .
. . . and belief it or not, it left me pissed off not at myself for not seeing it comming sooner, but at the car jacker being an idiot. I am thankful for such idiocy, but still a little miffed nonetheless.
Let me tell the story, and to make the long story a little shorter, I was leaving late from the TV job to pick up my wife who was stuck at her sister's apartment after being stuck in her car after Arkansas got bitch-slapped with a lot more snow a lot earlier than anyone thought. 1:30AM, no traffic because of snow & ice, cars mostly snowed in hours earlier. I pull up in front of the apartment, call my wife from out side, stand in the street, car running. A guy who I nearly hit coming into the complex is mysteriously now in front of me, looking for some street I never heard of. I let him borrow my cell phone, and after dialing around 15 digits to make a phone call, I realized that:
a) my attempt to be a good Samaritan was dumb, and
b) my car jacker is probably even dumber
So idiot car jacker showed every sign of moving for the car and I was able to mirror and block him off, while he was leaving the fake voice mail message. Then came the attack. He handed me back my cell phone into my right hand, then pulled out a stun gun and applied it to the middle of my left shoulder. It's 14 degrees, I'm wearing two sweaters and a pull-over, leather gloves, bandana and ball cap, jeans and sneakers. Car jacker missed the day they taught electricity and insulation in school. And I spent about the whole minute he was trying knock me out cursing at him, calling him an idiot, and asking him why was he wasting my time.
Finally getting tired of my scolding, he push off me with the hand that had the stun gun, and ran, I fell over an bruised my thumb catching myself. Wife heard me cursing, came outside and saw me on the ground, and thought I was cussing because I fell.
Back to my rant from last Tuesday. This morning I talked with some of my bosses at the radio station, the PD and the Talk Show Host, about my frustration with some of the decisions that have been made lately by management at the TV job. I also added with the Talk Show Host my frustration with the radio job in particular, and broadcasting in general about the lack of movement and advancement. Bottom line was it was good to let my frustrations know, but I don't think it would help.
So I had it in mind to try to post something around the end of my days, but the end of my work days don't end until after Midnight. I get home, wind down a bit and climb into bed, where I end up talking to my wife for an hour, because that is the only time I see her. And she isn't going to wait for me to spend 20 minutes staring at the computer waiting for something profound to come out of my head.
I was watching In the Money on CNN earlier, and they had the guy who started Red Herring magazine ten years ago, Tony Perkins, who now runs the Always On Network master blog, as he is preparing a true in paper magazine of blog postings. He says his site is so popular with professionals and the like because they want to play along a get a message out, but are really to busy to keep up a full fledge blog of their own for any length of time. That, I am finding more and more true the more I dedicate myself to saying I will keep three blogs alive.
Here comes a rant: I have to admit that I have not been giving my full effort. Its not for lack of trying, or lack of ambition. It's pretty much lack of time and energy.
Prime example, the radio talk show I produce. For the past 5 months I have been trying to perfect ways to get my work done without haveing to work hard at it. I've come up with a flashier website that I realized I didn't have the time to update properly, so it got scraped. I've gone through three different ways to keep the schedule of who we have booked on the show, and by whom. The 'magic' solution I came up was a web based calendar that all my boss has to do is go look at it while he's sitting in his studio on the air before he leaves for the day.
Instead, he just email me guest that I'm supposed to book or that he booked or that he sent out for information but didn't finalize . . . and he doesn't mention send emails unitl a few days later . . . where half the time he actually didn't email anything to me. Then he ask me who's on the calendar for a range of days. I tell him, but I fully expect to be asked the same thing the next day.
And yesterday, after I had reminded him twice the week before that we had a rescheduled phone guest that he halfway scheduled the first time, we ended up with two in-studio guests also showing up for the same time slot, one he swears he told we needed on the air next week, but that has been disputed by two people. If I could just get the man to read the calendar before he sets something up . . .
I thought I could use some creativity im my work to handle all my work. Instead, there has been a crackdown on internet access at the TV job, which was the perfect place for finalizing and sending off newsletters in my mini breaks. The radio job has becoming more technical time consuming on the air where I can no longer do my show booking, let alone update the radio show web page as the show is on the air. And I work 12 hours a day Tuesday through Friday, 8 a day Saturday and Sunday, and 4 hours on Monday, giving me little acually free time to anything, and since my family has to come sometime, the following my dream to small business ownership gets the serious shaft.
Bottomline, no one gets full attention, and everything I do to "work smarter" basically just adds extra work to myself (don't get me started on my frustration with the improvements at the TV station). I am physically tired, emotionally drained, and ironically, financially screwed as teh more I work the less money seems to make it home.
There, I got that out. Now I hope to get some good news out this evening here.
I have proven I do not have the time or ability to keep up with one blog, let alone three. I also haven't figured out how to keep up with two blogs with the exact same name and purpose. That being said, I am making my first post in this Mis-Adventures long in what at first glance looks like 7 months. As expected, it says little of nothing.
I have just made the plan in my head to convert my blog at Bravenet to be a company info blog, and to have fun with the Blogger blog as my personal sounding board. I also plan to do some heavy posting (by some heavy posting, I just mean some posting) to A Slow News Day. All this takes is a little execution on my part, and a lot more patience and understanding from my already overnegected wife.
