I was on a ferry boat the other day going to get on the zeppelin ride and this couple was kind enough to allow me to snap some photos of them and their vintage British auto. I loved that they were in an old vehicle, having to wait to get to the other side where they could drive again. i found it cute that they were in an old car, on a boat, and i was going to ride an old airship that day. Car, boat, and airship day!
A few days ago, I wrote about the 3-day wait for an idea that comes up in brainstorming. What I did was put the idea away, and then I did pick it up a few days ago and the “waiting” period simply allowed the idea what amounts to slow cook, stew, simmer, in a sense allow in new Orleans cooking what one calls the holy trinity of onions, peppers and celery to blend their aromatic magic together as a base for cooking great food..
The idea is really good!
The problem is to actualize in the market and provide change, will require a decent team.
I vowed never to make a big group again....BUT...
Do I really want to go through the headache of starting up another venture, taking the risk to fail? I am fine failing as long as it doesn’t affect others. I know someone that came back only a short time into a planned venture. I don’t know the actual reasons for why, but they were supposed to go off for weeks, they made a few days. They feel they are complete failures.
I said, “Do you realize you actually tried? How many people even get beyond thinking much less saying, “I would like to…” and they actually go try to do it? Of course some of the world is going to mock you, make fun of you, and run to tell their network how you failed. The reality is that if you waste the time to look at them, the odds are they never probably to stretch themselves much in their lives. People like that don’t like people that break away from what was known to grow.
I mentioned, “I think it is amazing you tried. If I had a block of time available, I would love to try to do what you were planning. It sounds like an amazing adventure to me.”
“You don’t think I am a failure for not completing and giving up after a few days?”
“Not at all, I have a strange rule each morning in brainstorm. If I don’t fail 50 times with an idea before my first cup of coffee is done, I really am not working that hard. The reality of change is that you have to try something 5 times before you seem to get a grasp at it getting the hang of something. 80% of the people give up after the first failure.”
Exception -me learning German appears to be the anomaly, I might need 50 times for this process.
What is funny, as in front of me, between growing vegetables, creating off the grid villages, grid tied villages, and going back into the area of work I truly love with neuroscience, psychology and human senses with the future of computation and the ability for smart spaces and convenience – I have an idea sitting right in front of me.
Now I get to look myself in the mirror and ask, “are you afraid to fail again? Or do you get up and try, even if you know it will mean creating a decent sized team?”
Maybe this is why I am odd in the world. Last night I went and picked up my wife and we walked home. She was chattering away about life, and she made the comment, “you always have something you are doing?”
Truth is, I really think everyone thinks and works this way. What I am realizing is that in the skunkworks world that I guess is being renamed and branded as innovation lab, or innovation campus (just another way to rename something that exists and try to pretend it is something NEW!) Is you work around people that are lucky enough to work on things they are passionate about? We would probably do the work for free because we have such a deep interest in it.
Working for a wage, really sucks. I remember how many mundane jobs I had to do to get enough to start a company years ago. Grave digger, ice cream scooper, brickyard laborer, flight simulation maintenance gofer….god, what a long list of shit jobs.
All steps to get me to look at what is 20-25 years of work to realized this idea that keeps coming back into my vision over and over again. Each time, more polished and refined. Each times a bit clearer to see the big and small images.
Guess it is that time again.
Now matter how many times you try to fly, it is that first step that is always the hardest. You remember crashing, but you also remember the feeling of soaring. You just don’t really know how the journey will turn out?
Maybe that is why I love the image. I can see the land ahead. Maybe it’s a sign that the end is near and before I drop dead on this planet, the time here will amount to helping moves something or someone’s life forward.
Not a bad reason for the 3-day wait with an idea. Life is way bigger than me, myself, and I.
Have a great day. I have no idea what I rambled about, but it seemed to make sense as I typed.