Living to Impress Others

How much do I try to impress people?

I mean impress upon them that  I am good, cool or just the shi!t.

A large part of it may come from the office culture that I work in where my performance is measured quite subjectively rather than an objectively.

But no excuses, impressing people intentionally leaves a bad after taste.

So let’s examine how its done.

Voluntary Pub Quiz – Did you know this or that? This why this is here or there? Who won when and where? Let me give myself a tip. No one bloody cares why the M5 tunnel has 2 lanes or the original name of Beverley Hills. Keep the trivia to yourself.

Extra Info Sharing  – “How’s the day bro? Busy man, CFO busting my balls.” Why mention the CFO, everyone’s balls are being busted, men, women and children, does it matter by who. Do you think your balls are an extra special pair cause a CFO is busting them. Nah brah, they just regular ol balls there for the busting. Also don’t complain, people don’t want to hear that shit, they want you to hear their shit.

Opinion injection – “Your getting your car washed where? Nah man, they leave the polish on for too long, drive 30mins go to JB’s, he knows how polish a Toyota Yaris right” Seriously, I do this. How bout “Nah cuz, shes doing that squat wrong, all the weight is leaning on her back” What does that even mean? Man, let people be. Let them do what they like because it’s their choice and not yours. They do not want you to optimise there life with your useful hot chips recommendations

These are things that I do and they leave an unpleasant after taste or even after thought in my mouth/mind.

This feeling/energy must mean something as its soft but always heard/felt.

And that my friend is “Il Grillo Parlante”, i.e. your conscience.

(just did it again)

Sydney’s Best – Top 3 Fish and Chips

Is it Sydney’s, Sydneys’ or simply Sydneys? Anyways, after months of procrastination I have decided to start posting some of my “best of” lists

First up, Fish and Chips.

Why? Well I am the son of a Fishmonger and lived in the UK for 7 years where I don’t think they do it as well as us. A bit like cricket or summer.

After trying over 20 different contenders, below are my Top 3 (three is good, no?)

Fish Butchery 388 Oxford St, Paddington NSW 2021

Is the hype real? It is a blue chip location but is it blue chip fish and chips? No more questions. Well, maybe a couple of more.

Fish – The fish was ling. If you know anything about fish you know ling is good. How do I know it was ling? Because they had it written on a black board. Honesty it is good fish ling. Ask Roald Dahl. Honestly.  It was cooked well and had that almost sweet flavor that ling is known for.  10/10

The batter – Dark and crunchy. Such crunch is rare and it was there. The batter was a bit too much though, more English then Australian (if you have had fish and chips in the UK you know what I mean). Also the batter had the beer flavor but I am not sure it complemented the fish though. Combinations people. 8/10

The Chips – Hand cut Chips are rare, like diamonds. And like diamonds they should be appreciated. I appreciated these chips. Super crunchy, double fried and skin on. Well salted. I salute well cooked hand cut chips. 10/10

The service – service was good, well presented young man asking me what I wanted. Only wanted one thing though. So I didn’t provide much of a challenge. 7/10

The shop – is it a fish shop? Is it a fish and chip butcher shop? Is it a taxidermist? Is it a cutlery store?  I am not sure.  Only 8 seats makes it hard to bring my cousin’s to feast. Also mongers aren’t butchers. #mongerpride. 7/10

The shops got game, I cannot deny it and either do I want to. Heston would be proud of the delivery of his recipe (Good artists copy, great ones steal). This is a good

Kiwi Fish Shop 895 Botany Rd, Mascot NSW 2020

Some things don’t make any sense until they do. Kiwi fish and chips in Sydney? Located in semi industrial-resi area? Battered sav looking shop?

The Calamari – The way its supposed to be, chunky, well crumbed and full of flavor. Baby what flavor 10/10

Fish – Hake bro, hake well cooked and a good size. Flakey and flavorful. No much else to say, it was all good. 9/10

Batter – the color is the first thing you notice. It really has a glaze. It was soft and had that nice taste and it wasn’t too oily.The crunch is the only thing I would pull it up on. 9/10

Chips  – I like them big, I like them chunky and these were even crunchy. A great batch of chips fried the way they should be. 9/10

The shop – not the best but it suits. Utility over aesthetics. Plenty of seats to bring the fam. 7/10

It all comes together so well here. Everything matches and everything matters. The combinations work well to deliver some solid fish and chips. It’s balanced more than anything with everything working together to deliver some of Sydney’s best fish and chips

The Fish Box & Co 14 Carwar Avenue, Carss Park NSW, 2221

Powering down the princess highway past this non-descript suburban high street there was supposed to be some quality fish and chips on offer.

The Calamari – It was beautifully crumbed, Looked lush and delicious. Just lacked a bit of flavor for me, which is what I was really looking for when I eat that sweet calamari. I mean baby what’s your flavor? 7/10

Fish – The fish was good and even better, it had 2 pieces. What do you prefer one big piece or 2 medium pieces? There is something about 2. The two piece feed is iconic. I feel like fishmongers could learn from the colonel. 8/10

The Batter – Torn is how I feel, just torn. It was light, which is how I like my batter. But the thing is I wasn’t even sure it was all there. I mean did it even exist? Didn’t have enough flavor or crunch. But there wasn’t anything wrong with it to be fair. And nothing wrongs means not bad after all.  7/10

The Chips – The chips were some of the best non hand cut chips I have had. Rectangular and felt like it was almost crumbed. Delicious. Tasty. You could hang your hat on such chips. 9/10

The Service – The service was solid, nice guy, took care of his business and delivered the goods. Said bye on the way out. Again, cannot fault him.  7.5/10

The Shop – The shop is clean and nice, has a modern milk bar feel which I really like.  The window is good without being over the top. The low key location is also a plus for me. 8.5/10

The man made no mistakes. The chips were the strongest part of his game. With everything else being a solid 8 or 7. Sometimes in life it’s just as important to not make mistakes as it is to do the right thing. He did more of the former than the latter, which is okay. More than okay to be fair.

The Good with the Bad

They say nothing affects us more than bad parenting.
So today I want to look atmy parents and see how the negative traits we share have impacted me and whether I am doomed to make the mistakes.

1. Prone to anger – He who is slow to anger is better than the mighty, And he who rules his spirit, than he who captures a city.

Anger is good when controlled used to fuel and not burn. Anger has caused me to make allot of mistakes and say some horrible things.

2. Judgemental and comparing – For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ.

Always putting others successes down and not focusing on myself. Or the contempt I feel for other people may just be contempt for myself. Need to move past this and focus on me.

3. Temptation – No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.

I over indulge whether it is in food, sex alcohol or ego. I can see the road this leads down, if it’s food then obesity, if sex then …. I need to remain humble and remember to keep my mouth shut.

4. Not being in the present – Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”

I always look to the next big idea rather than making my current situation the best it can be, I need to remain focused on the present and making the best of each moment.

5. Not listening –  let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak

Hearing not exactly what is said but what I want to hear. Not listening but responding or just ignoring when the opposite is pointed out to me.

6. Gossip – With their mouths the godless destroy their neighbors,
but through knowledge the righteous escape.

Taking pleasure in talking about other people is a vice, there is only downside here.

Closing Your Eyes on the Demon

I was 12 maybe 11

I was at Wonderland (a theme park), a end of year school trip

I was just tall enough to get on the biggest baddest roller coaster in the land

The demon

Single train, we were arranged 2 across for maybe 30 rows back

I was brave, sat at the front

Now this roller coaster starts by being pulled backward up a ramp, imagine drawing an arrow back

You can feel the tension increase every time the chain clicked

Click, click, click

I was looking down at the scariest thing I had seen

I had that hard heart beast in my chest

I was looking left

Looking right

Locked in I was not going anywhere

The tension was rising

At any second the train would be released and we would be sent hurtling through 3 loops at 80km per hour

It was getting too much

I didn’t want to scream, can not be scared now.

So I closed my eyes. Shut tight.

You can’t be scared of what you can’t see.

I opened them probably halfway through the ride but by then it was too late

The damage was done

You see the whole point of riding the demon was to prove that you are brave enough, you are not scared.  To your friends but more importantly to yourself. But you see I faked it. Closing my eyes was akin to backing out, better be the coward then the faker.

I closed my eyes

I cheated myself

I didn’t really experience the ride the same way other people did

I did not feel the fear the same way I would have felt

I did not see the world blast past.

I did not look the demon in the eye and stare it down.

I hanged on and hoped for the best.

Why am I saying all this?

When you ride the demon, you need to take it all in and see how far you can go.

Like a shot of tequila, there is only way to know how many you can take. One tequila, two tequila, there tequila, floor.

Look the demon in the eye

Take in all you can and you are guaranteed to find out more about yourself.

Better or worse

Know thy self is rule number one

Alone on our path

Yesterday I saw on an old dear friend. In our younger days we would talk of conquering the business world together. Our connection is deep and our lives has run parallel be it on different tracks.

Yesterday I realised it probably would never happen.

You see people get on with their life and not tell you. They dont have. Why would you expect otherwise?

Moves will be made and you will be left behind.

You have to make your own moves and not wait for others to make them. It just cannot work any other way.

The ride or die era is over, now every one is looking after there own. And it does not matter how tight you were when you were 21.

31 is a different game homie.

31 is long term partners not honey’s on the fly

31 is investment property not speculative uranium miners

31 is my career and not my idea

The path we walk we walk alone. That’s he way it is meant to be.

12 disciples and Jesus dies on the cross alone.

If you wait for other you will be left behind.

I need to stop looking to my freinds for the right move to make and start looking at myself and seeing what I can do.

Next time I see him I know that this isn’t the time we meet and our grand plan comes together.

There is no grand plan

There is no chat to make it work

Its just life happening to us and I do nothing.

Its business and business and friendship does not mix. Ask the Notorious B.I.G.

So let it be. I will make my moves. No more waiting

No more looking to to other people for ideas

No more watching

There will be no instigators

Other than the one I see in the mirror.

You want to meet?

Man
I have talked so much and done so little.
How am I supposed to look you in the eye?
And you are going drive up to hang out with me?
To look at me?
To hang out with me?
So I can tell you what?
I hate my job?
Or that I am living with my parents?
Or how I am scared of the chairman?
Imagine that, scared of a man that breathes the same air as me.
Or that everyday life slips me by?
Not in some dramatic way.
But in a 70 minute commute, 10 hour work day, 70 minute commute, 20 minutes of eating and 3 hours of internet surfing kinda way?
Is that what you want to hear?
How bout that I find it hard to look in the mirror?
Or that I haven’t made love to wife for a month?
But that I need her more than anything?
Does that sound like pleasant chatter?
Or do you want to go deeper?
Like I have binges on porn to give me a dopamine kick?
Or that I buy coffee and caramel slices from different cafes during the work day so I can get away from my desk? Or is it to get through the day? That sugar rush.
Or that I talk to myself on the platform?
Ever think about walking that line bruh?
Did you?
Cause it’s there, always waiting, lurking and it’s always going to be there.
All falls down
But not yet
Not yet
Cause I don’t die

Am I my brother’s keeper?

Am I my brother’s keeper?
No
I was never was a good brother
I cared, I really did
But didn’t know how to express it with being hurtful

I didn’t have the patience to hear you out

Called you stupid

I gave allot of hurt
Now at 30 years old I can’t even speak to you


The walls are too high
The cuts too deep


Brother I see what your doing
I see you trying but your doing it wrong
You don’t know any better
So it’s not your fault


But the fact that I can’t show you means I failed as a big brother
You won’t listen because all you hear is the 30 years of put downs in my voice
And that’s on me
The past is the past and that time is lost
We won’t get that back
Too far gone
We don’t get along
We are different people on different paths

I need to let go and let you be, just do you lil bro. Just do you

Don’t worry about a thing, let those grudges go. It’s not about proving to other people. Just be good, good to yourself and those you love. That chip on your shoulder will weigh you down. Resist hate and anger because that’s hate and anger for yourself.

But anyway, I know, you can’t hear me because after 30 years I do not know how to talk to you.

I am just sorry I can’t help you like a real brother should

I Think I Hate It

I mean my manager and I do not get along.

The work is drudgery.

The Chairman yells at people.

The hours are long.

Maybe I am being a winger

I mean they have given me a shot.

But there is another part of me that says, you didn’t like the first round interview or the final interview. Your instinct was right but you went against cause you kind of had to.

But now I know.

The people are cool, but the work and the manager just aren’t doing it for me. 1 out of 3 is not a pass mark.

Its bit like the question, do you finish a book that you do not like?

It all depends.

But a job is the majority of my day and if you don’t like it, then there are jobs out there that you could like, so maybe you should try those rather then forcing yourself to like it.

Well I said at the start I would give it a month and this is week four. By the end of this week, I should know.

I will continue to give it my all, my absolute everything, but if i still dread it come Friday, then calls need to be made and I need to be back on the market.

There is no point hanging around if your not in the in crowd.

Switching off the night

When I look at the most unproductive part of my day it really has to be the night.
The night is when I am most prone to procrastinate.
The night is when I do the worst kind of internet surfing.
The night is when I click channels endlessly and still find nothing to watch.
So I am switching my late nights to early mornings in an effort to be more productive.
Prayer, gym and meditation.
I also hope to skip lunch and sustain myself on two meals a Day.
The motivation behind the change?
Well there are three,
1. A new job where I feel the motivation to prove my self
2. I have been in Sydney for 6 months and I still haven’t started my side hustle
3. I need to recapture the glory again

What is the glory I speak of? It’s something I have felt when I did something people thought was very very very difficult.

I need to do something difficult again, maybe the answer lies in the morning.

The Fire and the Stars

One day in your life you may be lucky enough to start a camp fire on a secluded beach at night.

It will be you.

The darkness. 

The waves.

The fire.

And the stars.

But something strange happens. As the fire grows stronger, the stars dim. As the fire weakens the stars shine brighter. There is this amazing interchange between the fire and the stars in the darkness.


When the fire burns its all consuming and its light so strong that it blinds us to the stars. We can’t see the heavens as the light close to us burns so strong.


But as as our fire dims the majesty of the heavens is revealed. The glory and the majesty of the night sky, a herculean tapestry of diamonds, scattered across the sky. 


The fire is momentary, the stars eternal.

Better said the fire is the moment and the stars the forever.
This is the dynamic  I need to get right in life.

I have my stars quite clear, my vision, my goals, the long term. But my fire is too weak, the daily things I need to do.
I need to get the fire a little stronger, to burn a little brighter. 

Alas, I am a man that lacks action, but not vision.