Sunday, December 31, 2006

Another Year..another Entry

Time flies when your having fun as they say. But time flies the fastest when you're not lookin, I'd add in. The year just seem to have whizzed past me when everything was still new; from warming up to a new job from the previous year ahead, keeping up with correspondence with friends that where found and discovered previously, which of course means keeping my own multiply site up to date as others put more info in theirs and at the same time expanding one's ever growing network of friends and acquaintances.


But for what its worth 2006 has not also been short of its challenges and instances that would require more than just maintenance work. Friends rallied up behind me and gave me more than just moral support when I needed it the most and that for me would be the capping glory of 2006; that the good one does all throughout is manifested by the presence and equally helpful acts of friends and contacts nurtured through the years. I shall forever be grateful for them.


So in the eve of 2007, I hold my head up high, proudly and happily knowing that whatever Blessings I have had in 2006 will be carried over to 2007 for opportunities to share and bestow equally good deeds and good words will come to me in the coming year and in the process account for good karma and more abundance that our generous Universe is more than willing to give.


Happy New Year everyone!!! Let's celebrate 2007 with a bang, with open arms and an open heart.


VALIAH ENTERETH!


Love,


CAZ!


 


 

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Professional or UN....Part 2

Now remember about my previous rant about being unprofessional? Well, here’s the next part. It’s the official “sequel” to that rant as the day of the event came I was totally unprepared for people trying to pull their own weight having had the previous and past successful experiences of doing that.


 


Anyway, I got to the event at the appointed time of 630pm having been told that it will start early. Then again, we’re here in the Philippines so I should know better than to expect any form of American value for punctuality to be incorporated into the system. Having worked with American bosses was a blast and forced me to be mindful of these habits that we as a people have allowed to creep into the Filipino psyche.


 


The minute I stepped into the venue I was looking for contact person that contracted me for the event and lo and behold came face to face with my co-host; an attorney at that. Perhaps I would account either for her age or for her usual way of barking at people considering her degree and all. She starts pulling me aside and talks about the program and details of a segment that was recently added into the program, in which I was to sing a Christmas song. I told her I knew of that but because of time constraints and was in contact with the coordinator, the band said they couldn’t perform it but I could sing it acapella.


 


Almost immediately she fumed and accosted me for not being able to “require” the band to learn the song when in fact it should have been the coordinators job to do that and not mine. She said that having been informed about it there was ample time. The mere fact that the band guy took a day and a half to respond back accounted for the time lost not to mention the late notification of this segments inclusion. And here I am taking the heat for their ineptitude.


 


Being the outsider I was recovering in shock and felt my narration of the circumstances as my defense was brought in weakly to stand in as evidence. With my facial expression, I let her know that I was peeved at her attitude and relented to be mature about the whole thing as regard it as her frayed nerves at having seeing no one yet at the event and milling about different parts of the floor and equally barking at people who seem to be in her own eyes, incapable and unprofessional. When in fact, it was her who was pegging herself to that classification. Before the event started I avoided her like the plague. And by the end of the event, she tried to warm up to me by saying she enjoyed my singing and that I should pursue a career in theatre.


 


Thank you but no thanks if that was her way in wanting to nullify the effect that she has caused.  Perhaps she knew that she was out of line when she blamed me for whatever imperfections the program had and realized that no program really runs smoothly and as perfectly executed on paper. When asked to relax & smile, she even declared loudly that she couldn’t and there was no time for it.


 


When you think about it, the conditions in our life that gives us lack of sleep, tension, anxiety, are brought about by how we view them and react towards them accordingly. It’s our choice. She chose not to relax and enjoy the evening and considered to be bothered by the whole event. I chose to keep my cool. Rant about it in this blog and release it to the Universe. I’ve said my peace and ready to move along….


 


Although it would be nice to see her trip along the mall carrying her Christmas goodies…heheheh.

Friday, December 8, 2006

Professional or UN.....

Earlier today my friend and fellow artist in rant, told me of her personal experience with working with people who are totally unprofessional or to put it more politically correct, have a different sense of professionalism and work ethic.


 


I feel for her situation and wonder if I were in her place, being at the forefront of a situation almost akin to harassment and insubordination at the same time, could I have still held my cool, albeit my tongue.


 


One thing I would be ranting here is my own experience at how some people can keep you waiting and standing on ceremony. You see, I’m to host a corporate event over the weekend with some tweaks in the program added at the last minute. Unfortunately, the segment required me to sing a holiday ditty whose musical instrumentation, or minus-one in the vernacular, proved to be elusive and likewise unavailable. I was tasked then of having to talk to the band guy to find out if they can accompany me during the number. Halfway through, I thought shouldn’t that be the job of the coordinator and not mine? But then again, that’s a different rant, so I shall not digress and stick to the issue at hand.


 


In the interest of wanting to have a smooth presentation, I took the task and began to contact the band guy. It took him a night before responding and it was only after I called him up following three of my texts did he respond. And said that it was on short notice and that they could not accommodate my request. And lo and behold, it became my request and not of the company who contracted me in the first place. What gall! And during the conversation he even wanted me to text him the details and not speak of it over the phone in order to be comprehended.


 


I didn’t want to pull whatever clout I thought I had but I figured after introducing myself over the phone and finally on the last and fourth repeated text by adding the name of the radio station that I’m affiliated with as credentials did he respond.


 


So now, if I were merely an “ordinary” host he would’ve just continually ignored my texts and only after attaching my name and thereby revealing my status or if not lineage was he shaken to the rafters and was prompted to respond?


 


Why should people not have the decency or sense of urgency even to respond accordingly and not have to make others wait in the service of their own folly? It is foolish and darn unprofessional. And to think that he and I can be touted as brothers in the business, and still carry on the way that he did? Well, if I had a brother like that, I’d take the nearest baseball bat and whack some sense into him. Or be the nasty kid brother and be the proverbial tattletale and rant on the parent of a company and let them handle him on their terms…


 


Which seems to be not a bad idea when you think about it.


 


…Note to self…rant to parents…hmmmm.


 


 

Friday, December 1, 2006

Which XMEN are You?







You Are Storm

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Exotic and powerful, Storm descended from a line of African priestesses.
Emotions can effect your powers, but you are generally serene.


Powers: controlling weather, creating winds that lift you into flight, generating lightning



Love Starbucks? So, which Frappuccino are you?- Try this test






Caramel Frappuccino

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Creative and expressive, you tend to match your Frappuccino flavor to your mood. And a flavored syrup is always a must!