HomeLife

Part of being 26 and married to your career is sacrifice. 

It’s been a whirlwind month, and I’m gonna miss being with family and friends in Pittsburgh this year. I also miss those out in SoCal and Vegas, especially in terms of weather. Who wouldn’t, right…

Nostalgia.

My sister in DC; brothers in NYC and the Netherlands.

We everywhere. 

The best part of having a nuclear family? You’ll always have somewhere new and familiar to go (and who knows where you’ll ultimately end up?!…). Makes reunions that much more sweet.

Hokey/cliché but true: Home is where your heart is. 

Cleveland’s been good to me though, and I’m grateful for the community here. I’ve been blessed with some of the finest friends, family, colleagues — and clientele in the world.

What more could a guy ask for? Besides, Xmas and the New Year are right around the corner ;)

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. 

RELATED LINKS

Thomas Wolfe – You Can’t Go Home Again

Gunther Sonnenfeld on Gladwell, GaGa and Organic Communities

As I continue down the rabbit hole that is Google+, it’s been exhilarating to connect with some of the thinkers, writers, bloggers and storytellers in my social networks, mainly Twitter and Facebook, but also from Quora, LinkedIn and Klout.

One of my favorite bloggers is Gunther Sonnenfeld (@goonth), the author of ThinkState and (any surprise here?) also a native of Southern California.

Though I’ve yet to break through the soundwaves of his 4k strong Twitter following, he added me back on Google+ circles. Geeked :)

We’re all like this. Who inspires you (other than yourself)? Who invigorates, challenges and amps you up for the day, week, month? The lovebuzz and insights we get from this is nothing short of a ripple that flows outward. At quantum levels, as Zian Silverwolf likes to put it.

So cool.   

Among many things, Gunther mentions observations on the direction of community and social interactions, in life and online. Storytelling, Gladwell, passion, organic references…and of course, GaGa.

Obviously this was my favorite part:

The Lady Gaga Misnomer (the truth about “superfandom”).

” Speaking of meaningful action… At breakfast this morning, a friend and colleague of mine shared a great story about the phenomenon that is Lady Gaga. He had been talking with her manager at a dinner party, who said that amid the 32 million plus fans she has acquired in her young career, only 60 – that’s right, SIX-ZERO – are her real fans, her “superfans”, who make or break her career and its respective paths. They essentially do all the talking, all the doing and all the marketing for her. This might not be entirely surprising when we think about how careers, especially in music, are so easily made and destroyed. But perhaps there is something far more kinetic in this equation, which is the idea that influence is borne from an intention so strong, a passion so alive, that what springs from it cannot be stopped. It can’t be confined to words. More importantly, it defines the path of the ordained. Lady Gaga is just a woman who had an imagination and a heart bigger than her own self — she played the role of a superstar, an inspirational icon, even when she was only performing for audiences of 30. Imagine what would happen if we were all influenced in the same way… If we all conveyed the emotion she does through her work (whether you like it or not…) and through those she so profoundly influences. “

Basically, it’s pretty simple for the Gags and those who “get it” »

” Being provocative is not just about getting peoples’ attention.

It’s about saying something that affects people in a real way — and a positive way… “

RELATED LINKS

Gunther Sonnenfeld >> The Future Now of Influence

Necessary GaGa Masterclass Comes to American Idol

The Convergence of Art and Technology: Google goes GaGa 

2011 Cleveland Asian Festival: Japanese, Chinese, Dirty Knees, Look at These…

CLEVELAND – Yes, the title is compliments of Seth McFarlane and Family Guy, which my buddies and I quote religiously, appropriately and (always) conniving-ly. And since blogging’s taken over my life, a series I am ashamed to admit I’ve not had time to keep up with, nor any television for that matter.

Seems bloggers don’t have time for TV [ Jeff Bullas’ 29 Reasons Why You Should Be Blogging and Not Watching Television ].

Pretty crazy, almost seamless transition: blogging is so pervasive you are no longer merely a spectator of news and the media — you become a part of it. Call it positioning, inserting yourself into the here and now: it’s pretty ubiquitous. I’m fascinated by the concept of how social media and the digital age has led to the convergence of multiple industries across media channels, especially in PR and inbound marketing.

But anyway, it was beautiful today. So an old friend, mentor and fellow alum of Baldwin-Wallace College and I headed out to the Cleveland Asian Festival on the East side. She went last year but I wasn’t able to go (think I was out of town). She mentioned there were a bit more vendors/tents up this year (CLE PRogress duude!), and the event was held just on Saturday rather than through the weekend.

filipino mestizo Mary Toale flea market Vietnamese cuisine Cleveland

The aromas wafting  through the air, vendors, flea markets and people-watching reminded me of home (Southern/Northern California, Vegas, Rochester, NY) — and it felt great. Nostalgia kicking in again.

Being raised in an eclectic household, specifically Filipino and Hispanic-Italian, and growing up traveling essentially made nutrition a huge part of my life. I love to cook –and many of my closest friends, family and colleagues are also requisite foodies. My theory on fitness: balance sustainable, organic and a minimalist (support local farmers!) diet, allowing the occasional indulgences, with an active (or in some cases, hyperactive) lifestyle.

Presto.

Upon arriving, we naturally wove our way over to the food area. Beginning with steamed pork and mushroom dumplings (siu mai) — arguably one of my favorites from the evening — we progressed to chicken skewers, egg rolls and sesame taro puffs, which are notoriously doughy, but sweet (and filling).

And nooo, I don’t know these things off the top of my head lol (biological parents I never knew were Vietnamese and purportedly Caucasian). In fact, friends often roast me for being a banana (yellow on the outside, white on the inside). C’est la vie…

The heat was sweltering (finally some sun!), so we cooled off with a concept I hadn’t heard of until today called FrütIt reminded me of Red Mango out in Vegas/California: a Korean take on nonfat, all-natural, gluten-free yogurt with probiotics and no artificial sweeteners [ Yelp review here >>http://bit.ly/mMk1eT ].

Apropos, she went with Classic, an iced lemonade, and I got one called Terrach, which had strawberries, blueberries and lemon in a raspberry/blackberry base. It was as refreshing and tasty as gelato (Italian ice), a pleasant surprise.

Before turning in, we also stopped by the indoor pavilion/bazaar of specialty shops, where I couldn’t pass up spring rolls with Thai peanut sauce for $2.99 to take home…

All in all a good day.

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