2000 business cards. Phew.
25 JanI went through my old stash of business cards tonight, and it was very illuminative.
While no announcement has been made yet, I’m preparing to launch a new marketing company (web design, content, and video). I went through all of my old business cards and culled out all the ones who would not take my call at a moments notice with a ‘Hey, what have YOU been up to?’ on the other end.
This left approximately 1 out of 10 contacts that I felt certain enough in calling over the next month to have a hearty reception. While some of them overlap with my LinkedIn contacts, I don’t always have phone numbers for all of them accessible (although thats never more than a few clicks away for anyone with half-assed Google skills). Due to the size of the network I developed while working in insurance, I decided to start with my best business cards as my contacts for February.
I’ve got a stack of 200.
The huge pile of the other 1800 is sitting in my recycling bin. I’ve got their email addresses, and they would probably recognize an email from me (for now), but they aren’t necessarily personal relationships that I can count on, that I can trust.
I have 200 people in a stack on my desk that would be happy to hear from me, and have a decent shot of knowing someone who could use my services. These 200 people will form the core of my new database.
If you’re reading this, chances are pretty good that you’re on the shortlist, and we’ll be talking soon. Do me a favor, and save me the trouble. Give me a ring, wouldya?
Bachelor Name
20 Jan
‘MacTavish’ is a right noble name. It’s got the clout of a HIghland clan, and the stoutness that comes with healthy peasant genes. I gave this name up to take the name ‘Huntress,’ which is being daughtered out.
See, my fair wife comes from a clan that has lots of daughters. The Huntress clan, it should be noted, ruled the Isle of Mann as a matriarchy for 300 years. So matrilinealism is not foreign to the name.
Not having a strong connection to my own side of the family, after Indilea was born, I decided to pass the Huntress name on to them. After a year, I found myself faced with creating the complications of a two surname household.
A simple solution would have been to hyphenate. But I’ll be honest, I think hyphenated last names are tacky.
So I opted to be secure enough in my own masculinity to take my wife’s last name.
(Women, by the way, think this is incredibly cool of me. Men sometimes think I’m a douche. But few of those men have the balls to leap off a three story building, and none of them have the privilege of going home to a wife as hot as mine. So there.)
I kept MacTavish as a middle name, and when it crops up on documents or old profiles, whenever I am asked about it, I refer to it as my ‘bachelor’ name. The male’s equivalent of the ‘maiden name,’ the name I had before I married into another clan.
This will cause further complications when I go to Costa Rica, where two last names are, ironically, the norm. From what I understand, your mother’s surname and your father’s surname, in that order, make your own last name…sometimes. Some systems catalogue people by their first last name, and others by their last last name. So it seems I will not end up being free of the complication, after all.
My own children will endure more confusion in their records, since their names are reversed. (They each have MacTavish as a middle name, and Huntress as a last name, opposite of Tico custom.)
Train Table Films
10 JanIndilea and Zaden Huntress wrote their first movie this weekend.
The setting: our new Train Table.
The cast: Thomas the Tank Engine, Flodo the Bus, and…monsters.
The Year of Art
7 JanArt, or Alchemy, is the XIV Trump in the Thoth deck of Tarot cards.
Every year, on my birthday, I draw a card that symbolizes the coming year. Last year was the year of the Fool, whence I drew the 0 of Trumps, that beginning of journeys that leads you into the unknown.
At the time, I was very excited. Having worked for three years in corporate sales, wearing a tie to the office every day. I was ready for an adventure.
And I got one. A very foolish adventure, that left me unscathed, but with a healthier respect for my abilities, and an assurance that I would not go to the grave bemoaning my lack of amazing accomplishment. My life at 32 was incredible, it shook up my whole world, it stripped me of all my comforts, and left me out on the road in the midst of a journey, wondering where I was and how to get back home.
In short, I loved being the fool. But now I am ready to return to my Capricorn-loving stability, and I do so this year, with Alchemy. (more…)
My life in 2 years
6 JanI came across a good smack-in-the-face post this morning, and I’m using it to wake up. Now.
I’ve been aiming for different degrees; for 6 months away, and for 10+ years away. But right now, I am focusing on an entirely attainable goal: my life in 2 years.
I want to be living somewhere other than Portland. Somewhere that it’s warm and sunny all year round. I want to make my living off of my wits and my creativity, instead of my charisma or my sweat.
In two years time, I want to spend lots of time playing chess and reading fiction. I want to teach my kids new board games and how to read. I want to take long walks with my wife as we marvel over how lucky our lives have become.
I want to be effortlessly wealthy. Not rich, not a millionaire, not yet. I just want to have enough income to satisfy my basic needs and then some. And I don’t want to have to hustle for money all the time; I want it to just come in, easily.
I want to spend time creating, regularly. Whether its writing, or performance, or visual art, or ideation, I want to MAKE. And I want that to be my primary vocation.
I see myself with a laboratory of sorts, a small crowded room that houses all of my experiments and crafts. A workshop where I can create.
I see myself doing yoga every day, enjoying my exceptional level of fitness, and spending time with a large group of friends.
We talk about books we are all reading, and creative ventures we work on together. I want to join a community of artists and creatives, and make something bigger than all of us.
In two years time, I don’t know how this will happen, but that is what I’m aiming for.




