The Four Hour work week

I have just started reading Timothy Ferris's book the 4 Hour work week and It is fricken amazing. The guy basically has a Spartans dedication to de-cluttering his life and tweaking and modifying all his life admin so that he spends a tiny amount of quality time on his work/business projects whilst yielding the maximum results. I am only part of the way through the book but I am already a rabid proponent of his school of thought. His blog is awesome as well with tips on everything from auto responders, streamlining his breakfast processes to optimising his workout and diet to deliver the highest possible yields. I'm probably in the first flushes of a man crush, but I think Tim is a definite thought leader in terms of lifestyle optimisation and anyone who advocates chasing down life experiences that make you feel alive on a molecular level throughout life as opposed to waiting for retirement is freaking awesome in my books. I will keep you posted on all gains made to my lifestyle by following Tim's tips - Who knows I may outsource the gathering and construction of content of this blog to a verbose, surfing mad, virtual assistant who appreciates a nice bass line and drum pattern ;)

This post has been partially created by DJ Patife whose myspace page I have been checking out listening to which has some very nice smooth Brazilian beats.

Well I'm going for swim. Check ya later.

Faster than the speed of rumours

This post finds moi merrily typing from the comfort of my own couch sans wires on my lappie due to some amateur tech network jiggery pokery yesterday. As previously mentioned me and my beyonce had broadband connected to our unit so we now have super fast web access. I decided to further enhance the experience by adding a wireless router for a bit of mini wireless LAN action - (oh listen to the wannabe tech geek pepper his sentences with network jargon that he barely grasps.)

It was a challenging process complete with frustration (swearing), intermittent connections and
fairly poor networking on my behalf. Finally after an hour and a half I got the thing to work and have been savouring wireless internet faster than the speed of rumours.

Well this post is going nowhere fast I shall retreat to other sites to calm my short attention span and desire for new content

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The dreaded weed

One of my (work)mates Ski-mon (mentioned here) is embarking on a journey to try and quit smoking ciggies. He has tried all manner of techniques ranging from shock therapy through to Tantric crosswords and is now trying some kind of super high tech pharmaceutical concoction that cures you of smoking but turns you into a werewolf (or something like that).

Anyway Ski-mon is documenting his pursuit to give up the dreaded weed on his champix blog so I thought I would throw a link his way.

I personally* hate cigarettes and wish they had never invented as they are the equivalent of a handbrake to your health and finances. Having said that I used to smoke and can appreciate how hard it is to give up.

I hope Ski-mon is successful and I also hope the pills don't make him start listening to my chemical romance and painting his finger nails black.

*Additional Massive hypocritical factoid: I have been known to very occasionally puff on a cigarette after an ale or ten and then excoriate myself with self loathing the next day.