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This is true. So true, but you know what, sometimes I don’t want to hang out with you, and that’s how I roll.

(via sunshineandpearls)

Over the last few weeks, I’ve been running Geek Badge class for some colleagues where I work. The Geek Badge class had five segments: Twitter, iMovie, Blogging, Google Maps, and Wikis. Pretty easy stuff, but stuff that I use on the regular with work and personal life. I put together a quick curriculum, asked some peeps if they were into it, and then started away.

I don’t claim to be an expert…I just happen to use these tools, and I thought it’d be nice for me to share this with others because it’s made my life pretty awesome, so why not?

Let me switch things around. Why share the knowledge in the first place? Why not just be the bearer of knowledge?

First off, it would ensure that I would have job security. I could be the expert. No wait, The Expert. I could easily run around and be the person who knows it all. It puts me in a position of status, and it makes me powerful. The lure of this alone would make people quite ready to keep the info to themselves.

I could build a culture of Me at work (at home, at school, etc.), and be the person people had to ask in order to get access to the knowledge. I could make appointments to do the work for people, thereby ensuring that I would have my hand in every pot and control the output of every project. If you’re not one of my faves, forget about it. Teach yourself (and we all know how hard that it will be).

Knowledge Keepers - we all have a few of those people in our spaces, but we also have office cultures that promote this behavior and there are tangible rewards for being someone who knows it all. So the temptation to stay that way is rich.

But there are also the Knowledge Sharers - those who readily share the information with others, create opportunities to learn, and encourage others to take advantage of the information and make it useful for their own uses.

Why is this awesome?

Knowledge sharers help increase the team’s productivity by creating opportunities to personalize the information and make it work for them - here’s how I use it, and this is how it can work for you. Providing others with tools doesn’t lessen your profile. It increases your profile and all of a sudden you become a team player for multiple teams, not just your team of one.

What makes people powerful is not gathering the toys up and hoarding them. What makes people powerful is helping build a culture of sharing and improving the product. Power is not about domination over other people, but it’s the ability to be a change-maker and be valued by teams and individuals alike.

I wish being a knowledge sharer were more valued, but until power is defined differently and the value is placed on productivity rather than exclusivity, sharing is only for the brave and willing.

And honestly, I love the fact that there are people out there taking the tools I’m using and making cool things. Im not threatened, I’m encouraged and inspired. And it just makes me want to share more.

Char

I happen to live in one of the best food places in the world. I love going out with the little family, consuming impossibly good things, and then, huddled over our empty dishes, whispering over whether or not we can accomplish this dish at home (Husbandido does a good job replicating things. I do a good job eating them. That’s it.)

From time to time we’ll find a place that gives us pause. Like we’ll sit there after a first bite and look at each other like “Seriously? Is this real food?”. It is. And at night we pray and thank the powers that be that we live in San Francisco and hope that if we’re good, we can stay here for the rest of our lives.

I could go on and on about the food scene, of which I am a poor participant- there are others who are far better at blogging, reviewing, and sharing the wealth- but I wanted to check in about was about a meal I had recently at Nojo.

I drive by Nojo from time to time because of its proximity to work, to restaurants (natch), and having kept up like a good blogger, I’ve read all the reviews and tweets about who’s cooking where and what new cuisine is coming to town. I read and reread the website (http://www.nojosf.com) over and over to make sure that the cuisine would appeal to little family(it did) and to make sure we could afford it (we could…but remember we don’t drink, so alcohol isn’t an issue). So I was fully briefed on the spot before I presented the website to Husbandido, to which he responded hell yes. So off we went.

What happened was that we enjoyed ourselves. There was a little wait, and there was some confusion over reservations, but we got sat, and the experience began. I want to save it for you to experience because I was pleasantly surprised that it was much more than the meal I enjoyed. It was the place, the space, the servers/chefs, and the overall attitude of the people there. I can’t recall a better dining experience in recent memory (where I didn’t speak French…but you knew that already).

I appreciate the opportunity to eat fine food, and Nojo really did it for me, food wise. Carefully thought out and executed. I can dig it. But the service was truly amazing. Ive been in restos where the staff can’t shut the hell up over the menu, but you can tell its a memorized spiel. We had an actually engaging conversation, not with just JJ our server, but also with the others who brought food over and took plates away. It was like…dining with family.

As I sit in some dingy little cafe writing this, waiting for my car to get smogged, I can honestly say it was one of the best dining experiences I’ve had…and I can’t wait to go back!

Char

PS: bambina said, this soup is really good, mom. Seriously. She doesnt even say that about my cooking.

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This is a picture of St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans…It’s on my desktop and had to share with you.

  • Bambina: *thud* hitting floor
  • Husbandido: OMG. Did she just fall out of the bed?
  • Me: Oh shit, she just did.
  • Bambina: *snoring*
  • Husbandido: Wait, she's still sleeping?
  • Me: Totally. *lifting her back into bed*
  • Husbandido: That's awesome.