Monday, June 8, 2009

Commuting vs Happiness

In a 2004 study of German commuters, psychologists found that the longer people spent getting to work, the lower their general life satisfaction tended to be. The malaise brought on by commuting was not being balanced by work satisfaction or higher income.

If commuting makes us so unhappy, why do North Americans keep buying houses in distant suburbs? Harvard University psychologist Daniel Gilbert suggests that it is because humans are just not very good at predicting what will make us happy.

“When we make predictions about happiness, we typically fail to consider adaptation – the process by which the brain gets used to things,” explains Prof. Gilbert, author of Stumbling on Happiness. “It is much easier to adapt to things that stay constant than to things that change.

“So we adapt quickly to the joy of a larger house in the suburbs because the house is exactly the same size every time we come in the front door. But we find it difficult to adapt to commuting by car because every day is a slightly new form of misery, with different people honking at us, different intersections jammed with accidents, different problems with weather, and so on.”

So the misery of the long commute will almost always trump the happiness of that spacious den, Prof. Gilbert says

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/article766908.ece

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Quote of the week

Was on the fitness first message board and is now my phone wallpaper
"That burning sensation in your legs is called mediocrity"

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

food

I've noticed my credit card has taken the blow for my current frustrations with work and being trained in the school of hard knocks.

I've tried to keep it productive though. I have signed up to a bike race which I am so excited about! Plus I've got myself a new bike seat (I found out my old seat was making me ride like a turtle because it was too wide and padded), and some arm and leg warmers to fight the winter chill.
I've also had the fortune to tick a couple of places off my list of tastebud pleasers
1. Basque - chapel st - recommended by a mexican colleague - it has great tapas - it lives up to the hype. Had the cheesy puffs (good), patatas bravas (much better than expected) and the pork (fatty but yummy). Paella was ok, but I wouldn't order it again. To me, Paella is about the crispy crust at the bottom, and this place doesn't even cook it in the paella pan - they only transfer it into a paella pan for display purposes.
Beverage - The Quilmes here was great - one of the beers I order whenever I see it on the menu - it is becoming more and more prominent - yay!
2. The Argo - Prahran. The place was empty, it was fairly expensive, but is a place I would probably visit again. It doesn't say much, but the most memorable thing I had was part of the duck with parmesan risotto main - the dish had a big flat mushroom on the side. And it happened to be the tastiest mushroom I have ever tasted in my life. And mushrooms aren't even my favourite vegetable. The chocolate fondant wasn't spectacular, but the churros were pretty darn good - even when drenched with the bitter sweet warm chocolate, the slightly crispy yet doughy freshness still shone through - mmmmmmmm. Much better than the "authentic" spanish Churros I ate at Kanela a couple of weeks ago (they were still pretty good). Ranked slighty below the Churros that made me crave and fall in love with Churros - magical filled churros at the Johnston st Spanish festival last year.
Beverage - Chimay to start was spectacular (expected nothing less), and the mornington pinot added a nice touch to the duck
3. The Point - Albert Park. Thanks to Eric Ripert, I have an obsession with tasting how restaurants cook Barramundi. I forwent the eye fillet (I don't even believe I did this), for the Barra. It was a great choice. The crayfish curry like sauce, with the tomato crumbed crust went well with the fish. Didn't blow me off the planet, but was good enough for me to backward rationalise without having to convince myself that I should have gone the steak because "yesterday I had kangaroo for breakfast and for dinner". Dessert was great with a simple brownie with mousse. It was however, the quintessential brownie - crunchy on the outside, chewy on the inside, with the right balance of texture from the nuts. mmmm.
Beverage - Not a big fan of whites, but I was drinking the de bortoli Willowglen Semillon Sauvignon Blanc like it was free. Beautiful fruity tingle on the tongue.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Relapse

Ever since I've grown another year older, it seems I've relapsed into old habits. Being bent over and lubed up for the man. Back are the days of 9 till 9, returning home hungry, square eyes flickering and with no energy. How sad.

I don't know if its because of work, or because its coming into the worst times of the year (winter), I've eaten very very badly over the last 2-3 weeks. For the 2nd time this year, I ate KFC, and for the first time, I've eaten Maccas (visiting uni memory lane with the orea special choc mcflurry and frozen fanta) and Lord of the Fries. Food really is my weakness, and they tasted great (at the time), including the popcorn chicken wrap and the vegetarian nuggets at LOTF that actually taste and tear like chicken!! Disgusting after though, when the sickly oily feeling kicks in... yuck!! never again i say. Life is so much better with the milky fragrant smell of fresh butter, the sizzle of balsamic and scrambled eggs in creme fraiche, and moist crispy flavourful chicken that melts in your mouth. mmmmmm........

One thing I've learnt in my "relapse" is despite having a weakness of food and the desperate need to please the tastebuds, food doesn't fill the void, and it doesn't take away the obilerating harshness of the day. Not my favourite chocolate in the world right now (warm butterscotch G&B), not frozen pods, cookies and cream icecream, Wabi Sabi japanese, expensive coffee, reggiano or even glenfiddich. Only 2 things seem to work for me so far. I personally think you can't go past a shower and company to get you through the demands of life.

1. a shower - i heard on ABC radio something along the lines of a study where employees that had a 10 minute shower break during the day, increased productivity by 50% and creativity by a 1/3. The last part of the story though said the research was done by a shower manufacturer. Either way, a nice hot shower, especially in winter, washes the worries away.

2. chatting to anybody - venting, trading stories, talking rubbish. whatever. Although it doesn't beat cooking for the mates and having a scotch and a laugh over the kitchen table.

what a stupid post.....

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Quote of the week

Almost half the year has gone. I feel I achieved nothing as I've been married to my job.
I've realised if I want to have achievements and things ticked off the list, I'm going to have to somehow shift things around and make it work

"You live your life as you live your day"

Friday, May 8, 2009

Happy work memory

Woke up with a massive hangover this morning. Been a while since I've hit it hard on a weeknight.

Work had it's inaugural anniversary function, despite being a company that has being trading for almost 200 years. The hoopla in the workplace was building up as the date crept up, but I didn't expect it to be such a great celebration.

The Thursday started with 450 people walking around Albert park as a team for charity, then taking a choreographed aerial group shot of a much used company image.

After a morning tea of Krispy Cremes, I had to rush to the bus for rehersals in the mystery location, which was a tightly kept secret. As we drove towards city and parked at Crown, I was singing with glee. The event was staged at the paladium at Crown, and the company had set us up with rooms in the Crown Promenade. I had a king sized bed to myself in a SWEET room!

The event kicked off with a great number by a breakdance/acrobatic crew (which I happened to train with at one stage). The flips, dance moves and handstand moves created a huge energy in the room. It was the perfect start to the function with the crowd warmed up.

Next on stage was a comedy/light entertainment piece which ended up with a show of refined skill. It turned out to be the famous hand shadow man Raymond Crowe, doing his thing to Louis Armstrong's What a Wonderful World. Amazing stuff live.

The formalities then proceed over the next 4 hours, with the directors and leadership team preaching the word to the masses. I was impressed by the delivery and speaking ability of them all. In between the air was well looked after by the professional MC's Zara and Troy. Being a one-time MC for my sister's wedding, really gave me a true appreciation of what these guys do. As I was going to be on stage for this event, I was lucky enough to sit in on the rehearsals and observe how these pros conduct a run through. I wish I knew this before the wedding!! At my beautiful sister's wedding, my brother and I had to, half an hour before kickoff, scrap a lot of our two man bounce-it-off-each-other material into a mostly-one-man-intro, as the set up meant one person had to be in the back cuing the music. Also, we had very little rehersal on site, literally running through the material for about 5 minutes when the guests were arriving.

When I had a chat with the hired function MCs and organisers during the day and later that night, it was apparent they have a really rewarding job. But it is also stressful and you don't get much sleep! They had 1.5 hours sleep the night before - very similar to what my brother and I had pre-sister's wedding.

Back in the Paladium, I was starting to get tired and restless in my chair as the event ticked over 3.5 hours without a break. I was scheduled in as the second last act of the day so it seemed like the day was dragging out much longer. I was initially quite nervous about getting up in front of 450 people, I had constantly being thinking of what I should say, but the time lag literally bored the anxiety out of me!

It was exciting to get up - the stage was quite long, so I was introduced and had to pretty much do a cat walk to get to the centre of the stage (one of my mates "the Instigator", took his suit jacket off, draped it over his shoulder and did a suave catwalk - looked awesome!). The MC asked me a couple of questions and I got the crowd laughing a few times which was good. One of the questions was asking me about my role, and I answered the question, finishing it off with "I'm living the dream" which people were quoting me the whole night. It was good fun.

The show then wrapped up with a musical piece. I walked off stage and passed a couple of guitarists. As I was walking back to my seat, I was thinking "who are they?... are they the guys who supported The Who.... Dalllas Crane???? Or are they Eskimo Joe. Maroon 5?". The musicans come on stage, and I still have no clue who it is. On comes the music. Still don't recognise who it is. Then out comes Shannon Noll! haha. Nice!

The crowd was pretty timid for the first song, but then one girl really got into it, stood up, started dancing and clapped which made Shannon laugh. The HR director also got out of her seat and started dancing and clapping, which made the other directors try and get everyone into it. Soon enough the room was relaxing and getting into it, with a small crowd gathering at the front of stage.

The Science and Tech director tried to get me get me out of my seat, and I agreed if he did too. I ended up pulling my whole row to join me, and when I was in front of the stage I looked back, seeing the S&T director back in his seat. haha.

We were having a great time dancing and letting loose in front of everyone. Because it was so intimate and close up, a mate "the Instigator", dared me to touch Shannon's arse, which I flatly rejected to keep it professional. Being the instigator, he then upped the stakes and offered me $50. No way! But he wouldn't give up. Soon enough he convinced 2 other people to put in, and the kitty was sitting at $150. Not being able to resist a challenge or dare, I reluctantly agreed. I felt the buzz as I headed toward Shannon. My mind was ticking along on how to touch his arse without blantantly shaping my hand into a claw and groping him mid-song.

I took my phone camera out and got up close. I signalled to get him in range, and Shannon came close where I could put my hand around his shoulder and take a 2 man self-directed photo. As he shifted into position while singing, I positioned the camera to take the shot while simultaneously tapping his arse. Shannon started laughing mid song but kept going. I heard my group bursting into laughter. "The Instigator" said he never laughed so hard this year and he pretty much paid up straight away.

But that wasn't the end of it. Both of us ended up getting up on stage with others in a back-up semi-circle and sang the Moving Pictures cover "What about me" with Shannon. With the group swaying and harmonizing with Shannon, and the stage lights beaming, we were having a ball! He even put the mic in front of me a couple of times, and let the crowd have the final "what about meeeeeeee". It was his last song, and as he left the stage I gave him a double handed high 5. Go Shannon!

After settling from the high that was Shannon Noll in a guy from finance room's mini-bar, we got dressed for the dinner and drinks, which turned out to be downstairs of the Regency theatre on Collins st. Very nice venue. The food was gourmet but average tasting, but the drinks were free flowing and people were having a good time. Spoke to a lot of people that night, and it felt like the night ended waaaaaaaay too early. Only got to dance for a little while.

The unofficial after party formed in the casino bar. Scotches were surprisingly cheap. It would have been a solid 3 hour drinking session, but before I knew it, there was only my group and a few others people left. I looked at my watch and it was 4am. Time literally flew. I stumbled to my amazing room and tucked into the minibar on my king sized bed. I went to bed a very happy camper. With all the lows of the work week, this has got to be one of my favourite work memories to date. What aaa boutt meeeee eee

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Melbourne's food this week

A few social occasions this week has put Melbourne's food on offer
Tokyo Teppanyaki (Chapel)- not bad, a little pricey, but really the show takes it home. The guy was chucking thick pieces of egg into the birthday girl's cleavage. haha. The group of people was a ex-work mate's cousins - they really do have a great group. You feel the love. They are lots of fun.

Cafe Greco (Chapel) - great desserts!! Same as one in Crown

Dainty Sichuan (Corrs Lane, CBD) - I have not seen a Sichuanese restaurant that has been able to replicate the true authentic burn-every-tastebud-and-nasalbud-into-oblivion-but-give-you-the-most-amazing flavours that I experienced in China, but Dainty definately comes close. Below is a picture I took in China - painfully delicious!!
Emerald Peacock - sister of the Hummingbird. Great venue. Will become a permanent venue to put on the fixture (along with other favourites like TSs, Match, and SBs)

Yamato (Japanese) - great tiny place serving authentic Japanese. Similar to Samurai in Hawthorn

Time to get the Entertainment book!

Friday, May 1, 2009

Say Yes

Paintball - lets do it. Register interest.
I am dead keen.

Paintball - Friday 2 weeks.
I am keen

Paintball - next Friday. Pay up
I want to do it, but getting shot at after a hard week at work doesn't sound so appealing. Because I've committed, I just go with it and pay up.

Paintball - Today!
I am not so keen. Why do I want welts all over me, and why do I want to play in that tiny pig pen in Port Melbourne. I've done it before, and I have neither the inclination nor the incentive to do it again.

Paintball - Yesterday.
That was a lot of fun!! Did not expect to enjoy myself that much. I got the flag and touched the tyres, but I also got a mouthful of paint and battle scars. I also ended up getting retribution on the big T-train who doubled crossed me last time we played, shooting me after a gentlemans agreement of "dont shoot each other". This time, I had about 10 paintballs left and planned to save them all for him. I finally got my chance to unleash my revenge with the perfect window to bring him down, so I pulled my trigger in excitement and anticipation. The trigger was stuck because the safety catch was still on. That effort made me want to shoot myself!!
As luck would have it, I stalked him into the crevices, and managed to take him out with my last 2 bullets. What a great finish!

The drinks afterwards was also a good catchup with everyone. Pretty chilled out but fun night.
Funny times, including
#1 Me and the good mate grad A - he accidently hit my arm when I happened to be motioning up and it spilt beer on me. Instantly in an automatic reaction, I didn't think and in a quick flick of my wrist, half my pint went into his hair. haha
#2 Me and the good mate grad A - later i was talking to some people and he happened to be behind me as I motioned. I'm into this story and feel tapping on my shoulder. Turns out I accidently elbowed him in the mouth and he punched me as hard as he could in the arm without me realising. hahaha
#3 found out a girl at work is 75% deaf in one ear because when she was 10, she stuck a q-tip in her ear "really hard".

moral of the story - sometimes you don't want to go out because you know its going to be sh1t. It usually is. But its those times which you are wrong, which make you realise you could have almost missed out on a good night out