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Ten Rules For Success Not A Myth

Adam Savage is a dude who knows about which he speaks.

A special effects master, a Maker, a knowledgable sort-of scientist, an amazing television co-host of Discovery Channel’s Mythbusters, Savage is an all-round astonishingly good guy.

He spoke recently at a theatrical event for Makers, designers, engineers, eccentrics and anyone who wants to be around clearly odd folks like that in San Francisco. His topic was on how to succeed. Savage didn’t actually say succeed in what. But, after looking over the interesting assortment of suggestions he put forth, I’m thinking these ideas could apply just about anywhere.

I’m going to just run them here because, really, there’s not much I could add right now*. Thanks to boingboing.net, which originally ran the list.

1. Get good at something.
Really good. Get good at as many things as you can. Being good at one thing makes it easier to get good at other things.

2. Getting good at stuff takes practice.
Lots and lots of practice.

Everyone at the top of their field is obsessed with what they’re doing.

4. Doing something well and thoroughly is its OWN reward.

5. Show and Tell.
If you do something well and you’re happy with it, for FSM’s sake, tell EVERYONE.

6. If you want something, ASK.
If something piques your interest, tell someone. If you want to learn something, ask someone, like your BOSS. As an employer, I can tell you, people who want to learn new skills are people I want to keep employed.

7. Have GOALS.
Make up goals. Set goals. Regularly assess where you are and where you want to be in terms of them. This is a kind of prayer that works, and works well. Allow for the fact that things will NEVER turn out like you think they will, and you must be prepared to end up miles from where you intended.

8. Be nice. To EVERYONE.
Life is way too short to be an asshole. If you are an asshole, apologize.

9. FAIL.
You will fail. It’s one of our jobs in life. Keep failing. When you fail, admit it. When you don’t, don’t get cocky. ‘Cause you’re just about to fail again.

Work like your life depends on it…

*Which is not to say that I won’t find something to say in a a day or so, which I can almost guarantee will be the case. Check back tomorrow and see if I’ve recovered the power of voice by keyboard.

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by Richard

I have come to a stunning conclusion. Gather ’round, dudes. This is going to be earthshaking. The conclusion is this: I will never understand teenagers.

You know, looking back on that one, maybe it wasn’t so earthshaking after all. But it’s still true.

We had another long drive full of fun and games (I drove, Zippy the Monkey Boy texted his maybe-possibly-he’s-hoping girlfriend and watched movies) (What? I can only take his driving at high speeds for so many days in a row.) Actually, this one was rather interesting.

Most times, long drives consist of tremendously long, tremendously boring drives along interstates. Well, considering we’ve been doing between Nowhere East and Nowhere Slightly-Less-East, interstates don’t really figure into it all that much. We drove through a whole bunch of small towns out in the middle of nowhere. It was actually pretty fun, getting to take a look at a section of the country I normally never see. Had we not been on a deadline to get to Georgia Southern University in Statesboro, GA, I’d probably still be out there driving very slowly and stopping and then driving very slowly again. It was a great trip.

Anyway, we alighted in Statesboro and had a nice dinner in a college bar where, I’m guessing, college students take their visiting parents for dinner. College type food and very little in the way of a bar.

Anyway. The reason I’ll never understand teenagers came to light during the tour. Georgia Southern is a nice, mid-size to large school with about 20,000 students. It’s about an hour or so to the beach (the one and only of Zippy the Monkey Boy’s criteria), so that’s all good.

The tour was a bit. . . different than most of the ones we’ve taken this week. The guide — who was well-spoken, knowledgable and personable — basically walked us around the campus. We only passed through a couple of buildings, mostly to get some air conditioning relief from the near 100-degree heat. Georgia Southern has a 700-acre campus and we toured through in less than 45 minutes. Good campus, just  quick tour. Again, all good.

Still, it has no marine science program. Based on what I’ve learned of him during the last week or so all said he’d start acting snarky and dismissive. Not so fast, my friend. He loved it.

It was a beautiful campus, with smallish lakes, lots of trees and a serious hankerin’ for putting up new buildings and renovating old ones. The entire time, Zippy the Monkey Boy kept smiling and nodding. When I asked him why he liked it, I heard nothing about the new library, the very nice freshman dorms, special programs for kids with diagnosed learning disabilities. Nope. He liked it because, “I like it. I like the feel of it.”

Can’t argue with that.

Now we’ve just got to find a way to tour University of North Florida and the University of Florida and then we’re done. (His mom and I are quite excited about that one. We’d love to have at least one of our little dudes go to UF) Of course, we still have to start Sarcasmo on his way toward applying to schools, considering he should be attending a college next year. It never ends. Thankfully.

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