This week, I spent 4 days in
Dumaguete, Philippines, on a work-related assignment. The city straddles the
seaside, and there are hardly any cars – most people get around via motorcycle
or “trikes.” The city is not sleepy, but it is quaint. During the 4 days, I
read Chekhov, discovered the most amazing cookies, bought bunches of ladyfinger
bananas, and visited two rural communities. I’d tell you those stories –
walking between the mud and through rice paddies and listening to mothers who
had tumors the size of watermelons in their midsections because they couldn’t
afford the bus fare to the free clinic in town – but I’d sound patronizing,
just another ex-pat slogging through desolate conditions for a sense of
benighted purpose. So I’ll tell you another story.
At the used bookstore in the
middle of town, as I navigated through the aisles picking out books I wanted to
read (blackjack, John Muir, sports writing), I frequently had to let three
boisterous 15-year-olds walk past me, they too attempting to pin down their
reading list for the week. They spoke perfect English, ragged each other on
their book choices, debated the merits of Dan Brown – I’d never heard
15-year-olds speak like this before, let alone 15-year-olds in a rural city in
the Philippines. I couldn’t help wondering why they weren’t playing Nintendo,
or basketball, or wasting time walking around the city, instead of at a
bookstore on a perfectly sunny Sunday morning. I tried to talk to them, but
they were as irreverent and hare-brained as teenagers should be, and didn’t get
much, other than the fact that they just liked reading.
As I paid for my books and walked
out, I really hoped that they made it to a good University, and maybe even out
of the Philippines.
As for online life: this week, I spent 9 hours, 48 minutes on Quora, and around an hour each on Facebook, New York Times, Yahoo Sports, TechCrunch, and WSJ. Everything else was under 30; email just 2 hours, 15 minutes. And writing -- 20 hours, 45 minutes! That's an average of 3 hours a day! Not too shabby.
Highlights from my Internet browsing this
week.
I’m frankly inspired by this profile of George
Clooney. His former girlfriend Sarah Larson, who figures prominently, totally
didn’t see the
break-up happening.
The New York Times have strong essays on the
hazards of confidence, this Haruki
Murakami fellow, and Herman Cain supporting alcohol
and cigarettes. I also learned how Romney and Perry almost came
to blows, which isn’t surprising given the history
between them. And go California
olive oil!
My tech digest: Hipmunk
is the new Kayak; and there are a ton of people on planet Earth using Google+. The
Google-Facebook-Amazon-Apple tech war, 2011 edition. If you need motivation
to make your Facebook more private, take
this lollipop. See how many times your name has been searched with Google
AdWords Keyword Tool.
Why
Jeff Bezos is a baller. Online gift
cards.
Here’s the evidence I’m spending
way too much time online: I know the rules
of Calvinball, learned a new way to pronounce “octopus” (Click on the audio),
read half of the Duke University “F*
list,” watched the most
contentious handshake in NFL history, and know that Yale’s
#4!
Finally, I’m debating whether I
should become a writer. Here’s the flow
chart I’m using to make my decision. (And here’s a little more on if
writing is worth it.)
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