Friday, October 21, 2005

I'm a lazy bastardo

Guys,

This week has been a bit nuts because I was pretty much out of the office on Monday, had a busy day of meetings Tuesday, wasted Wednesday away reading about sports, spent Thursday in meetings/interviews with media and senior execs (I was interviewed by New Scientist magazine!), and I've actually had a lot of work to do today. I'll try to get to a computer this weekend and update you all with my weekend trip to Bombay!!! It was definitely awesome!

By the way, I've been promised that I will recieve my laptop early next week. It's been about 2 weeks longer than they had promised earlier, but whatcha gonna do? Once I recieve my machine my blogging will increase in frequency and quality. I mean, what else can you ask for in this world?

Peace it and release it. Talk to you guys on Monday!

- Nate

Friday, October 14, 2005

The (unintentional) power of blogging

I kid, I kid!!!

I kid about a lot of stuff, but one thing that you should not kid about: your job…especially not on the internet. Let this be an important lesson to be learned by anyone who decides to write a blog, such as this, in connection with a job, such as mine.

Recently, this very blog was brought to the attention of one of my superiors here at “IndiaIT.” AHA! Many of you out there may be thinking that the “leading Indian IT services company” that Nate works for has decided to change its name. While this is not true, my company will from now on be known as “IndiaIT” in the context of my blog to protect all involved parties, but most importantly myself and my fellow co-workers.

In any case, how might one of my superiors find my blog? Maybe they specifically searched for “Nate Linkon” and “IndiaIT?” No. Maybe someone looked over your shoulder while you were updating the blog? No. Maybe your blog, being so well written in style and content and thus superior to all other blogs in the universe, has gained such notoriety within the online community that it can not possibly be ignored? Certainly (and obviously) not! The only people to whom I circulated the URL were close friends and family, definitely nobody who would be making IT decisions for a Fortune 500 business. While I cannot expect for any of my postings, clearly made on a public forum, to be kept private, I also never expected it to be brought to the attention of my boss in the way it was: through one of my fellow American co-workers (who will remain anonymous)!!!

While I realize that this was not done with the intention to hurt my career, this encounter should be noted by those such as me who wish to document their unique professional experiences in an online forum such as this. BEWARE!!!!

On a separate, and also more interesting and less discouraging, it turns out that my readership has become anything but private. My coworker, we will call him/her “The Wetness,” stumbled across this page because someone else, who I have never met, has placed a link from his blog to mine, citing my experience as an example of an enlightening professional experience. While this is flattering, the author also warns that I may be using less-than-moderate language that could get me in trouble.

Rest assure, I’m not in trouble. I have received no warning. I have received no demerit, no spanking. Simply put, a blog can blur the barrier a professional would prefer to maintain between his personal thoughts/life and professional thoughts/life. This is my only point.

Failure to heed this warning could result in you being “dooced.”

Monday, October 10, 2005

Finally playing music again!

So far my life here in Bangalore has been everything I thought it would be and much, much more. I enjoy my job where I'm gaining incredible experience. I enjoy my social life as my social network continues to expand beyond the "IndiaIT" crew that has quickly become my very tightly knit immediate family.

Many would say that the life I’ve created here is much like the life I led back in Evanston. I obviously miss my friends in Evanston very much.

(On a side note, I don’t think I’ve ever missed home as much as I did late Saturday night when my parents called hysterically to inform me that Northwestern upset #14 ranked Wisconsin in Evanston! I quickly called up Dan Hess, who was pleasantly drunk and on his way to continue the debaucherous partying that ensues following an upset of this magnitude. Later that night one of my best friends, Tony, threw a huge party which I’m sure was made all the more absurd with the big victory. I almost cried I wanted to be there so badly.)

I digress.

So it would seem that all is well, that I’ve been able to fulfill all of my needs. But what did I really spend the majority of my time and energy doing at Northwestern? The FUNK!!! More specifically, CAPTAIN TEABAG!!! Probably the most prolific college band to ever come onto the scene, Teabag dominated Northwestern for my last two years on campus. No other band had ever brought together the sounds and influences of Wang Chung, Mark Morrison and polka music with such incredible energy. Here’s a great article:

Battle victors: Captain Teabag wins Dillo Day student band slot

More importantly, this band was about so much more than the music, it was about the lifestyle. My senior year was defined by endless hours of rehearsal with Jake Nissly and Pat Droppleman that often led to late nights of drinking, darts, heaters, music and late night hilarity at Jake’s apartment. This was often followed up by the LONG walk back to my apartment, or more conveniently, Jakes couch. Oh, Jake’s couch. What I would give...

This is one void that will never be bridged during my time here in Bangalore. Nothing could ever replace that inconceivable chemistry that occurred when you got Nissly, Patty McD, The Truth, JJ, JepsonTurn and I in the same room with instruments and a case of beer. BEEEP!!!

The absence of that experience has been sorely missed. Ask any of my crew here in Bangalore and they will tell you that I probably talk about my band at Northwestern beyond all else. These guys practically know Jake and Pat as if they had been at NU experiencing the insanity that was my junior/senior year. I even was able to procure a few tracks from our Dillo Day performance at Northwestern, and even though they are fairly mediocre (it was, after all, Dillo Day) it brought back some fantastic memories.

This weekend finally brought me closer to filling this huge space in my soul. I was connected with a few other musicians in the area and we were to spend a few hours jamming on Saturday evening. It was so refreshing! So far, we have a guitar player, Arul, and a bassist, Anindya. I wasn’t expecting much from these guys, I mostly didn’t want to get my hopes up. I know that I’ll never have the pleasure of playing with such talent as I had with Captain Teabag, but these guys really weren’t half bad! They’re both self-taught, so they have virtually no knowledge of musical theory whatsoever, but their ears are better than most I’ve experienced. We’re currently searching for a drummer, another guitar player and hopefully a vocalist.

We played through a couple blues tunes and then tried to learn a tune that Arul wrote. Seeing has he knows very little about theory, I had to make some edits so the tune would sound ok, but we eventually arrived at a good place. It sounds like it will be more of a hard rock sound than I’ve had before, but I’ll find a place to hang for sure. Something in the neighborhood of a Spin Doctors (think Hungry Hamed’s or Big Fat Funky Booty). Crazy, eh?

I guess there is a battle of the bands in Bangalore coming up in mid November, so if we can have a 4-5 song set by then, we might as well give it a shot. Just the chance to perform live again is enough to get me there!

So that is a major development in my life. I’ve felt much better since that night. The proof: I shot approximately 85% from beyond the 3-point arc during Sunday basketball.

That’s it for now. I’ll keep you updated. Because of the holidays this week, Dasara, I will not be at work on Wednesday, Thursday and I may be flying to Bombay on Friday, but I’ll update from an internet café at some point this week.

Peace it and release it. And remember, the world is getting skeetier, skeetier and beepier….

Monday, October 03, 2005

Tony and Zeeba's Wedding

Greetings, loyal readers. Both of you….Thanks, Mom and Dad, for stickin with it!

I realize I’m getting behind on my blogging. Some of my friends have blogs and they discuss real life issues that affect us each on a daily basis. For instance, my good friend Winnie has a blog (www.angelinger.com) where she answers the age old question: How do you classify interpersonal interaction in a social setting? Winnie has solved this nebulous matter with a simple 10-point scale. Absolutely brilliant…. Feel free to check it out, it's worth a laugh or two.

Anyway, you can be certain that you find no such life lessons here. Nowhere within this webpage will you ever see any soul searching. I do two things here in Bangalore. I work, which I can not talk about too much. And I go out, where fortunately people take pictures of me at my best so I can post them for the world, or just my parents, can read. This is one of those entries.

Last weekend I went to the wedding of my good friend Tony and his fiancé Zeeba. They are two of the Sunday basketball crew, and thus two of my valued non-"IndiaIT" friends. Tony is a great guy who is a partner in one of the three largest architecture firms in the country. Zeeba, as far as I know, is related to famous Indian people. Good work if you can get it. You combine these two and what you get is a huge crazy party that consumed the entire weekend, in addition to my brain cells and girlish figure. Josh and I were the only ones actually invited, but, luckily for my friends, the generous Indian culture allows for me to bring whoever I want, so they were all able to participate. I may be regretting that decision down the line.

The first night was held at the Leela Palace, that ridiculous hotel that I mention every now and then. There was incredible food, even better drink and crazy dancing with my entire social network in Bangalore. I was able to wear my Indian formal wear and make a huge fool of myself while having a blast. The night can best be explained with pictures. Here are several.

Looking seriously Indian with Laura

Look at Juan...just hilarious

Winnie, Nevena and Laura in their saris
Things are getting sloppy

HA! Let the licking commence...
Scott and I are in no pictures together, nonetheless he should be acknowledgedUm....no clue.
The second night was at the Golden Palms Spa, an incredible resort owned by Zeeba’s uncle, Faraz Khan, one of the most famous actors in India. His entire family are Bollywood legends and were in attendance at the wedding. There were also governmental dignitaries, such as the Head of the Karnatakan Cabinet as well as members of Congress. This party included a buffet roughly 50 yards long, several bars, a spectacular pool and night club which they opened up for us later in the evening. Here are some pictures that can hopefully give you an idea of what the night entailed.
Walkway to the reception through the magical forest


Fountain at the entrance to the resort
Gagan and I
Scott, myself, 4 drinks

700 people, honest. Beautiful reception

The happy newlyweds in the nightclub partyin late night
Laura and I gettin down on it
Dancefloor
Scott and the chefs
Nate needs to go home now
So that's about it for the wedding, hell of a good time. I wish I had my own camera so I could depict the events as I witnessed them, not as other people witnessed me, but that will come soon.

Take it easy. Peace it and release it.