Brandon Bassett

Read more I was in a 1:1 with my boss, and he asked off-hand if I had ever read Bird by Bird, which I had not. He shared a story from the book about a young boy who was given a task of writing a report about various bird species in his local area. And, just like something I would do, the boy neglected to start on his report until the last second. Very “Oh no, that’s due today. I had 9 months to work on it, I did nothing”-esque*. So, sitting in his home in a panic, the boy asks his dad what he should do, and his dad just looks at him and says. “Well, you’ll just have to go bird by bird”. And this story resonated with me not only because I have been that boy so many times in life, but also because whatever we were talking about was a project that we need to tackle in a “bird by bird” fashion. So, right during our meeting I bought the book and I’ve just finished it. ...

Redo Sometimes you just have to redo things. Sometimes you take breaks from things. Sometimes you intend to start something but you don’t really follow through. All of those things are “normal” but, the only true failure is failing to start again. I have a phrase that I think about sometimes: “You’re always on a streak” If it’s your first day going to the gym, then you’re on day one of a one-day streak. If it’s your first day of not going to the gym, then you’re on day one of a one-day streak. ...

K.I.S.S. When I started this blog I started doing all sorts of weird stuff to try and get a “fancy” blog platform deployed that used clever technology. I wanted to use tech that I was familiar with, but in the end it wound up being more complex and less useful. The whole point of the blog was to write down my thoughts and record them somewhere for other people to (maybe) read them. That’s it. ...

I decided that I wanted to write a blog. I have wanted to write and keep a blog for a while, and I’ve even started before, but, but I never followed through and I’m sure that whatever I wrote was embarrasing. This time could be the same, but I keep feeling the pull to write down my thoughts, at the very least to gather them. At first I was going to name the blog and put it on a domain, and even write anonymously, but I changed my mind. Not writing anonymously is scary, because there are peolpe who I admire who might read what’s here and think I’m a dork. Oh well, I guess. There’s also a very real possibility that no one will ever read this other than me. ...