<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788</id><updated>2011-12-07T22:49:47.221-05:00</updated><category term='Bruno Mars'/><category term='Disney movies'/><category term='Social Media'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='missed steps'/><category term='Climate Change'/><category term='self'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='alternative energy'/><category term='Empire State of Mind'/><category term='The Real World'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='Martha&apos;s Vineyard'/><category term='Mr. Rogers'/><category term='genius'/><category term='get it together'/><category term='Thomas 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sense of self'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='fishing net'/><category term='Boiling Frog Syndrome'/><category term='Buck15'/><category term='Lady GaGa'/><category term='learning'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Sarah M.'/><category term='New York City subway'/><category term='gay'/><category term='MTV'/><category term='Chris Crocker'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='Chuck Klosterman'/><category term='socialites'/><category term='the China price'/><category term='intention'/><category term='music'/><category term='get back up'/><category term='YouTube'/><category term='Paranormal Activity'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='personal time'/><category term='life'/><category term='falling'/><category term='Achy-Breaky Heart'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='job search'/><category term='beggars'/><category term='Einstein'/><category term='Self preservation'/><category term='Survivor'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='Sleeping Beauty'/><category term='fame'/><category term='Jersey Shore'/><category term='independence'/><category term='Cinderella'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='iPad'/><category term='health'/><category term='Never settle'/><category term='The Power of Green'/><title type='text'>The Next Big Thing</title><subtitle type='html'>Pondering life, opportunity, popular culture, media, music, the gay community and everything in between.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-7358269310825398245</id><published>2011-12-07T22:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:49:47.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pay it forward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddhist intention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live like you mean it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intention'/><title type='text'>Let Go: Live Like You Mean It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJqco1oWbiE/TuAx7DSrQbI/AAAAAAAAADo/gf6QrVfXF1w/s1600/let%2Bgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJqco1oWbiE/TuAx7DSrQbI/AAAAAAAAADo/gf6QrVfXF1w/s320/let%2Bgo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683597620307247538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a lot of articles. Some are good, some are bad and some are just mediocre. And then there are others that are in a category of their own—they make me stop and reconsider the way I view life and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/larry-yang/intention-being-kind-in-unkind-times_b_1077740.html?ref=fb&amp;src=sp&amp;comm_ref=false#sb=830364,b=facebook"&gt;“Buddhist Intention: Being Kind in Unkind Times”&lt;/a&gt; is a prime example of that kind of meaningful article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon “Being Kind” the other day, and it made me stop and ponder: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Have I become jaded? Have I lost &lt;a href="http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-all-matter-of-perspective.html"&gt;my positive perspective&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mere fact that I was concerned with potentially losing my optimism and compassion answered those questions for me. But it was an important reflection nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, while on the train this morning listening to my full music library on shuffle, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6I5d6pa3EcE"&gt;“The Heart of the Matter” by India Arie&lt;/a&gt; came on. It’s a beautiful cover of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xezg3z5IE8I"&gt;original song by Don Henley&lt;/a&gt; of The Eagles. Typically, I just jam out or listen to my music while I think about everything I need to accomplish that day, but this time was different. I actually paid attention to the lyrics and really connected with them. Especially this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;These times are so uncertain,&lt;br /&gt;There's a yearning undefined,&lt;br /&gt;And people filled with rage.&lt;br /&gt;We all need a little tenderness;&lt;br /&gt;How can love survive in such a graceless age?&lt;br /&gt;The trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness&lt;br /&gt;Are the very things we kill, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms,&lt;br /&gt;And the work I put between us&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Henley wrote that song in the mid-to-late 80s, but it still rings true today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the common thread here? It’s so easy to be overcome by what we go through—both the serious struggles and the messy mundane. It takes a much stronger and much wiser individual to rise above and live with intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What do you mean by that?&lt;/span&gt; I mean that it’s simple for us as people to perpetuate hate and tension—and to want to exact revenge. Think of all of the emotional baggage you carry around on a daily basis, perhaps without even realizing it. Isn’t it easy to feel entitled, selfish… bitter? The higher road—and much tougher route—is the one filled with empathy, trust and compassion; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the one paved with forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let hate harden you. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let it go&lt;/span&gt;; learn to embrace the cyclical nature of life and the innate changes that come your way. If you live with intention, it’s all worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to forgive others for what they’ve done to us—and to forgive ourselves for the pain we’ve caused others as a result. It’s time to become selfless and pay it forward—to live positively and passionately—and expect nothing in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It’s time to start living like you mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Photo via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/laureenmedina/"&gt;wherelaureensmiles's flickr feed.&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-7358269310825398245?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/7358269310825398245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-go-live-like-you-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/7358269310825398245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/7358269310825398245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-go-live-like-you-mean-it.html' title='Let Go: Live Like You Mean It'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJqco1oWbiE/TuAx7DSrQbI/AAAAAAAAADo/gf6QrVfXF1w/s72-c/let%2Bgo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-8916237573807172318</id><published>2011-11-14T23:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:12:28.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion vs. dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Guy Doesn't Exist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fdczB6JTd0o/TsHzkvajFbI/AAAAAAAAADU/uPQgttyYGT8/s1600/1823358717_9f402bddc5_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fdczB6JTd0o/TsHzkvajFbI/AAAAAAAAADU/uPQgttyYGT8/s320/1823358717_9f402bddc5_z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675084817992193458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What makes for a better relationship: Passion or dedication?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Without a doubt—passion&lt;/span&gt;, I thought as I filled out &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile/crackliffe"&gt;my OkCupid profile&lt;/a&gt;. Two years later, I’m still pondering that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I’ve always felt that when I met the right guy, there’d be that spark, that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;, that feeling that I’d known him all my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gone on literally dozens of dates since I moved to New York City in August of 2009. Some guys just weren’t a good fit for me. Other guys were losers, and &lt;a href="http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-not-me-its-you.html"&gt;I became frustrated&lt;/a&gt;. Still others were those rare gems among a pile of rocks and my insecurities got the best of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I’ve come full circle. It’s been a journey—a long and tiresome (and, at times, emotional), yet highly-rewarding one. At the beginning, I thought I knew myself entirely—that I was ready to cast my net and find the funniest, smartest, hunkiest fish in the proverbial gay “sea.” But I was looking in all the wrong places and asking all the wrong questions and was painfully wrong about myself and where I was in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for an ideal—the perfect guy with the brains, the brawn and the business acumen that I so valued in myself. But the perfect guy doesn’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The perfect guy does not exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I know that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve passed on serious relationship opportunities in the hopes that if I held out, I would find something better. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But it never came.&lt;/span&gt; And now I’m right back where I started, though a whole heap wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe dating isn’t so much about it “working out” (what does that mean, anyway?!) as it is learning about ourselves and pushing buttons and having our buttons pushed in return. Because, let’s face it: There are things you don’t know about yourself that you discover through the dating process. “&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is it really vital that he was captain of the soccer team in high school?”&lt;/span&gt; and “&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Does he really need to have the body of a Greek God?”&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Is it necessary for him to enjoy sexting as much as I?”&lt;/span&gt; I can now proudly say that I know the answers to these—and many other—life-altering questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Passion or dedication?” is a question on an entirely different level, though. It’s altruistic, it’s complex—it says something more about the person who answers it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t really think there’s a definite—or right—answer. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I think it’s a trick question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the truth is that relationships need passion AND dedication in order to survive; lust (passion) and love (dedication) are both essential for a honest-to-God, stable relationship to develop and endure. I was only looking for the former, and thus I came up empty-handed. (Aw, shucks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying that I’m disappointed—on the contrary, I’m relieved. I’m also not saying that I’m still looking, because good grief, I am exhausted with dating! But—and this is a big but—at least in the future my fishing net won’t have a hole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=whatever%2C%20I%27m%20getting%20cheese%20fries."&gt;Whatever, I’m getting cheese fries.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-8916237573807172318?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8916237573807172318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/perfect-guy-doesnt-exist.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8916237573807172318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8916237573807172318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/perfect-guy-doesnt-exist.html' title='The Perfect Guy Doesn&apos;t Exist'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fdczB6JTd0o/TsHzkvajFbI/AAAAAAAAADU/uPQgttyYGT8/s72-c/1823358717_9f402bddc5_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-6264150463792200529</id><published>2011-03-08T23:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:43:21.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s not me it&apos;s you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get it together'/><title type='text'>It's Not Me, It's You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew20AXhKuyM/TXcEm5UAGbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c6MOXT1Rs0Y/s1600/changeisnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew20AXhKuyM/TXcEm5UAGbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c6MOXT1Rs0Y/s320/changeisnow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581935329415272882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always had a strong sense of self. From a very young age, I had an uncanny ability to look within myself to understand my wants and needs and how to satisfy them. Some people find this strange or intimidating—I find it comforting and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most aspects of my life—especially in both an educational and professional sense—this has proven advantageous. When you understand exactly what you need to get the job done, you coordinate the necessary resources, and, well, you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;get stuff done&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where do I go to college?” or “How the hell do I get my résumé to stand out?” or “Is this the right career move?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew what to do and what would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, when it comes to the emotional aspects of life—i.e. romantic involvement with another person—this quality becomes troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this the case? Well, because &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;most people have no damn clue what they want or how to get it&lt;/span&gt;. And that’s okay—I hardly expect everyone to instantly know what they want. Being self-aware is a rare quality that few possess—especially at my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep running into the same issue: guys who just don’t have their wits about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there’s nothing wrong with me—I’m young, attractive, successful, intelligent, charming, fun and confident. So, why is it that I keep becoming involved with guys who don’t have their act together? It’s a question I’ve been pondering for several months and I’m not quite sure there’s a clear answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I’m too forgiving: “Oh, he’s smart, he really should have that job even though he doesn’t.” Or maybe I’m just too kind: “Oh, I’ll help you! Let me introduce you to some people.” Or—even worse—&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maybe I’m just too naïve&lt;/span&gt;: “That’s his way of being a sweetheart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it is, one thing remains clear: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it’s NOT me, it’s DEFINITELY you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I own was paid for by me from my own hard-earned money from gigs that I was awarded because I took risks—all because I know who I am and what I want. It’s no different with guys—I know the type of guy that I would like to end up with. Don’t mistake this for desperation—I’m in no damn rush to force something to happen. It just doesn’t work that way and I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I’m grateful for all of the guys who have ended up being losers. They’ve reminded me of what I’m looking for—what they’ll never be (for me at least)—a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does being a winner mean? (Damn Charlie Sheen and his #winning BS—it’s all I can do NOT to hear him saying that while I write this.) A winner is someone who’s stable, compassionate, confident (but not overly so), intelligent and just generally a beautiful person both inside AND out. I’ve seen a glimpse of this in a lot of guys. But it’s always fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When it’s more than an ephemeral, fake inner beauty, I’ll know it’s right.&lt;/span&gt; I’ll know I’ve found a winner—a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the boys out there who are insecure, selfish, self-doubting, vindictive, unfaithful, dishonest, underemployed or manipulative: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GET IT TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;. You’re missing out on amazing opportunities in all aspects of your life—especially in the romantic sense. Cuz I’m not dumb enough to stick around while you figure your issues out. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That’s&lt;/span&gt; why it’s you and not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Photo via &lt;a href="http://language.cont3xt.net/?p=1645"&gt;Jennifer Grimyser&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-6264150463792200529?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/6264150463792200529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-not-me-its-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/6264150463792200529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/6264150463792200529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-not-me-its-you.html' title='It&apos;s Not Me, It&apos;s You'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew20AXhKuyM/TXcEm5UAGbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c6MOXT1Rs0Y/s72-c/changeisnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-4426418296462968640</id><published>2010-11-30T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T21:57:49.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never say you can&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruno Mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverance'/><title type='text'>Never Say You Can't</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TPW3oBPhAGI/AAAAAAAAABs/W3AMmYdLv2w/s1600/what%2527s%2Bstopping%2Byou.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TPW3oBPhAGI/AAAAAAAAABs/W3AMmYdLv2w/s320/what%2527s%2Bstopping%2Byou.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545540414332797026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I’ve been waiting for the right moment—and then I heard the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sVUh_5fDPw"&gt;Bruno Mars song “Never Say U Can’t”&lt;/a&gt; and I was inspired to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a beautiful song about living and learning—about triumph, perseverance and support. And I think there’s a lot to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in tough times. There are a lot of people out there who are struggling to get by—who knows, maybe you’re one of them. The song is an important reminder that no matter how dark and dreary life may seem, there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel—&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;things always get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you always believe “Yes, I can,” then there is no stopping you. As soon as we say the words, “I can’t,” we cast a shadow of doubt on ourselves and become defeated—we become victims. The last time I checked, victims don’t win—they don’t get up and fight to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/nickmaslow"&gt;Nick Maslow&lt;/a&gt; told me once, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Stop being a victim and become a victor.”&lt;/span&gt; Those words have stuck with me for years—they’ve given me power and strength even in the toughest of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is about perspective—being a victor is a choice. Sometimes it’s a choice that requires much sacrifice, but it’s still a choice nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And you’re never alone.&lt;/span&gt; For every person who loves you and cares deeply for you, there are a dozen others who just haven’t said it. Make sure the people for whom you care know it. At the very least, you’ll brighten his or her day—at the most, you could save someone’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, if you’re enduring a hard time, reach out to someone—anyone. People are a lot more understanding than you may think. Sometimes we all need someone to just say, “It’s all going to be okay.” &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In the darkest moments there is always hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but think of the recent string of suicides among gay youth. It’s so sad. It’s a poignant reminder that life is fragile—we can’t take one second for granted. We get so caught up in the day-to-day frustrations that we forget that it could all fall apart in just a second. Bills, groceries, emails, laundry… they are mundane and sometimes stressful. But what would the sweet be without the sour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Theresa said, "Life is a challenge, meet it." I challenge you to be a victor and not a victim. Laugh at life’s absurdities. Appreciate the highs &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; lows—we are better people for having endured both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Photo via &lt;a href="http://heylauren.tumblr.com/"&gt;heylauren’s tumblr&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-4426418296462968640?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/4426418296462968640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/11/never-say-you-cant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4426418296462968640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4426418296462968640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/11/never-say-you-cant.html' title='Never Say You Can&apos;t'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TPW3oBPhAGI/AAAAAAAAABs/W3AMmYdLv2w/s72-c/what%2527s%2Bstopping%2Byou.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-5002588743737191091</id><published>2010-09-27T23:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:31:55.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aaliyah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missed steps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get back up'/><title type='text'>Missed Steps, Not Missteps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TKFfelGMqmI/AAAAAAAAABk/NV1kTyKUiF8/s1600/4726159342_710b0bd341_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TKFfelGMqmI/AAAAAAAAABk/NV1kTyKUiF8/s320/4726159342_710b0bd341_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521799597091760738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m an acrophobe—I despise heights and everything associated with them. I can never go near the edge at rooftop parties in Manhattan because I’m afraid that I’ll fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in addition to my degree in Advertising, I also have a degree in Psychology. So, I understand that this fear is irrational and can talk myself through the process of breathing and taking a few sips of Bacardi to compensate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, life doesn’t always work that way. Things happen—life happens—and we can’t predict them—or it. Sometimes we let ourselves fall, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most of the time we fall without ever realizing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend reminded me of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While leaving a party with a friend, he tripped and flew down half of a flight of steps and ended up in the hospital. One missed step—a simple mistake that anyone can make—and now he is left with a jaw that’s broken in three places and no front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked and shaken, trying to maintain my composure on the phone with the 911 operator while the blood gushed from his mouth at an ungodly rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s lucky to be alive. Concrete is not forgiving—and his wounds certainly show that fact. But he’s going to be okay nonetheless; he survived his fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make several points here:&lt;br /&gt;•  Life can change at the drop of a dime; don’t take anything for granted&lt;br /&gt;•  Slow down and be grateful to just be alive&lt;br /&gt;•  Never skip a chance to tell someone that you love them&lt;br /&gt;•  &lt;a href="http://www.dontsweat.com/"&gt;Don’t sweat the small stuff—and it’s all small stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•  We fall when we least expect it, but it’s our friends and family who pick us up and bring us back to homeostasis—to normalcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can defend against falling in a physical sense—but not in a metaphorical one. Life is full of lots of tripping, stumbling and falling. Some of the falls are drastic, massive and life-altering while others are small, simple and silly. But no matter the size of the fall, the outcome is what’s most important. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have to learn from our failures—our falls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he did. And I did too. Sometimes we need to be shocked to be reminded of what’s most important—&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not money or time, but experiences, memories, feelings and the learnings that come with them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know someone who’s fallen recently? Were you there for them? Perhaps you were the one who fell—were there others who were there for you? These are the types of life experiences that show us who truly cares—who our true friends are. I had lost sight of that fact because I had become complacent… distracted… easily accepting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is: we will never be able to predict our falls. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What we can control is how we get back up—how much stronger we return&lt;/span&gt; from our embarrassment, shame, heartbreak and other missed steps (NOT missteps—we must look at these as learning opportunities and nothing more or less).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEF_-IcnQC4"&gt;As Aaliyah said&lt;/a&gt;, “If at first you don’t succeed, dust yourself off and try again.” Amen to that, sistah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep falling and getting back up. You’re not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;["The Edge And I Are Close Friends" photo via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missfortune/"&gt;Tayrawr Fortune on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-5002588743737191091?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/5002588743737191091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/09/missed-steps-not-missteps.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5002588743737191091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5002588743737191091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/09/missed-steps-not-missteps.html' title='Missed Steps, Not Missteps'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TKFfelGMqmI/AAAAAAAAABk/NV1kTyKUiF8/s72-c/4726159342_710b0bd341_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-4095650036564499686</id><published>2010-08-16T23:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:26:05.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self discovery'/><title type='text'>It's All A Matter of Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TGn-gw1VUvI/AAAAAAAAABU/HOYZaoPxj5Q/s1600/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TGn-gw1VUvI/AAAAAAAAABU/HOYZaoPxj5Q/s320/mirror.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506211858255008498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a theory—and it’s really simple: no matter what the situation is, you can come out on top if you simply evaluate it in the right way. Now, you may be thinking, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“That’s so esoteric, how can you make that tangible?”&lt;/span&gt; But just hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-has-its-price.html"&gt;I’ve said it before&lt;/a&gt;, but I’m repeating it here: life is a series of choices. How you make those choices is up to you. But, what I’m offering you in this blog post is a new lease on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it’s all a matter of perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All of it?&lt;/span&gt; Every last bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any sports fanatic knows that 90% of any match is mental, not physical. That means having the right strategy, the right game plan—the right &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;perspective&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But what exactly does that mean?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perspective_(cognitive)"&gt;Perspective is defined as&lt;/a&gt;: “[The] choice of a context or a reference (or the result of this choice) from which to sense, categorize, measure or codify experience, cohesively forming a coherent belief, typically for comparing with another.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Huh?!&lt;/span&gt; It’s how you look at the world—and what you choose to compare it to; in essence, your experiences and previous choices determine how you interpret future events and circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately I’ve heard so many people whine and complain about a variety of different life circumstances. I’m here to give them an important message: wake up! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life doesn’t always happen the way you predicted it would&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes, you just have to learn to work through it and have faith—and change it instead of accepting the status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;look at every problem—every challenge—as an opportunity instead of a setback&lt;/span&gt;. Don’t give up; don’t count yourself out too soon. Half the battle is believing, “Yes I can.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, perspective plays a huge role in building &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_resilience"&gt;resilience&lt;/a&gt;. Of the 10 ways The American Psychological Association lists to build resistance, many of them have to do with using your perspective to approach life in a positive, can-do way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 10 ways for your reference:&lt;br /&gt;1. Maintain good relationships with close family members, friends and others; &lt;br /&gt;2. Avoid seeing crises or stressful events as unbearable problems;&lt;br /&gt;3. Accept circumstances that cannot be changed; &lt;br /&gt;4. Develop realistic goals and move towards them;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take decisive actions in adverse situations; &lt;br /&gt;6. Look for opportunities of self-discovery after a struggle with loss; &lt;br /&gt;7. Develop self-confidence; &lt;br /&gt;8. Keep a long-term perspective and consider the stressful event in a broader context; &lt;br /&gt;9. Maintain a hopeful outlook, expecting good things and visualizing what is wished;&lt;br /&gt;10. Take care of one's mind and body, exercising regularly, paying attention to one's own needs and feelings and engaging in relaxing activities that one enjoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take your life into your own hands. Wake up every day ready to seize the moment. Open up to new possibilities. Welcome challenges as a way to grow and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because even in a torrential downpour, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;if you think it’s sunny, it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-4095650036564499686?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/4095650036564499686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-all-matter-of-perspective.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4095650036564499686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4095650036564499686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-all-matter-of-perspective.html' title='It&apos;s All A Matter of Perspective'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TGn-gw1VUvI/AAAAAAAAABU/HOYZaoPxj5Q/s72-c/mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-5815763338613880869</id><published>2010-08-04T23:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:27:38.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal time'/><title type='text'>Less Talking, More Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TFoszkGTOVI/AAAAAAAAABM/phB9ccnc9xc/s1600/nikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TFoszkGTOVI/AAAAAAAAABM/phB9ccnc9xc/s320/nikes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501759159161534802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve all heard the phrase before. You know, the whole, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“You can talk the talk, but you can’t walk the walk”&lt;/span&gt; bit. But most of the time we hear it in a joking, flirty manner. Tonight, I challenge you to think differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, we’re all guilty of it: committing to something and then failing to follow the commitment through to completion. But, think about it long and hard: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;life isn’t characterized by how many times we said we were going to do something—it’s made up of how many times we followed through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, at the end of the day, &lt;a href="http://dannyfh.blogspot.com/2010/08/actions-speak-louder-than-words.html"&gt;our actions speak louder than our words&lt;/a&gt;. Nobody likes someone who says one thing and does another. It’s the doing that matters; consistency is king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late, I’ve noticed so many complainers. Hell, I’ve probably been one of them And I’m tired of it. &lt;a href="http://sothensarahsaid.wordpress.com/2010/08/04/whiners-are-wieners/"&gt;My friend Sarah even noticed it in herself&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as long as we can spot it, we can change it. In doing so, I’m making more commitments to myself. For example, today &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/crackliffe"&gt;I tweeted&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“I promise that I will not settle for mediocrity in any aspect of my life. I deserve the best.”&lt;/span&gt; We all do. Obviously “the best” is completely relative and subjective—but figure out what that means to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you need to be doing your best to deserve the best in return. It’s personal karma. It’s healthy. It’s cyclical. It’s just the way that life works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may all seem extremely lofty or out-of-touch, but it’s so damn true. We all become complacent and comfortable—or perhaps too busy for our own good—far too easily. It’s important to stay focused on the walking as opposed to the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I’m finding it helpful to make more lists and to plan better. Organization is the key to any well-oiled machine, and so I’ve devised a plan to get my credit card paid off and get caught up with my student loan payments. I’ve made lists of items I need to purchase and have planned when I will be able to afford them. I’ve also made more general rules like, “less drinks, more books” and “bigger lunches, smaller dinners” in an effort to be healthier and diversify what I do in my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I’m tired of saying “Oh, I think I’m gonna rest up this weekend, maybe go to the park or a museum—perhaps finally explore Brooklyn or go to Fire Island for the first time.” And then never following through. I get pissed at myself because I always go to the same clubs, drink the same expensive drinks that I shouldn’t buy, waste my days away recovering from the nights prior. It’s such an exhausting routine. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’m putting myself through my own version of rehab&lt;/span&gt; and forcing myself to stay in and watch movies, catch up on TV shows and live within my means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I looked at my list of New Year’s Resolutions from early January. I’ve accomplished none of my goals. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;None of them.&lt;/span&gt; How’s that for following through? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah, extremely poor.&lt;/span&gt; Talk about a personal fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m holding myself more accountable—mentally, professionally, financially. It’s time for some forced personal growth. It’s time to branch out. It’s time to start doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all starts with saying it (hence, this post) and recognizing that the choice is there to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m duct-taping my Nike’s to my feet. They’re gonna be getting a lot of mileage here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-5815763338613880869?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/5815763338613880869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/08/less-talking-more-walking.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5815763338613880869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5815763338613880869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/08/less-talking-more-walking.html' title='Less Talking, More Walking'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TFoszkGTOVI/AAAAAAAAABM/phB9ccnc9xc/s72-c/nikes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-2974050147121021221</id><published>2010-07-06T17:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:09:19.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self discovery'/><title type='text'>Independence Has Its Price</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TDOocX7y2sI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qfOxE--5CmM/s1600/185273434_fe270cdffb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TDOocX7y2sI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qfOxE--5CmM/s320/185273434_fe270cdffb_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490917576109382338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to write by the July 4th holiday this year. We’re so quick to wish our friends a happy Independence Day each year, but do we really understand what independence means? I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not often I get really, truly introspective. I mean, I think it’s safe to say that I’m “self-aware,” but I don’t consider myself the type of person who stops at every step along to way to recount what’s happened. For some reason, though, yesterday and today I felt the need to do just that—reevaluate where I am in my life and how far I’ve come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t typically broadcast intimate details of my life to everyone. Hell, “The Next Big Thing” really hasn’t been centered on my hardships or perseverance. But I thought I’d share some of what I’ve learned anyway, because I think it’s relevant in discussing independence and how costly it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Independence Day reminded me of my long journey to get here: my parent’s divorce at age 2, being raised by a single parent my whole life, coming out of the closet at just 14 years old, the disability of both of my parents while in high school, the financial instability that ensued, the academic success that came as a result of hard work and distraction from my personal life, putting myself through college, my mom’s death in 2005, running one of the best college publications of 2009, being selected as the standout student for UMiami’s School of Communication, moving to NYC during one of the worst recessions our country has ever seen, struggling to make it by holding two internships and a retail job, being recruited for a watershed position at a prestigious firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my life has been characterized by two parallel stories—the first story of personal tragedy and heartbreak, and the second of academic and professional success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you may be saying to yourself &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Wow, this kid has been through a lot and must be really messed up!”&lt;/span&gt; The former would be right, the latter would be wrong. Somehow, I’ve persevered through my hardships with little to no bruises—and emerged with a positive and optimistic outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I accomplish this? I have no idea. My double-major in psychology wants to tell you something about resilience and how nature can overpower nurture in certain instances—or how nurture activates certain aspects of our nature and fails to activate others. Honestly, that’s psycho-babble bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’ve always maintained that happiness and success are a matter of choice&lt;/span&gt;. I choose to be happy and I’ve chosen—and will continue to choose—to be successful. I’m not saying they are easy choices to make—they are not. But they are there to be made, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being independent has its price, though. Lately, I’ve felt the weight of debt from putting myself through school and loneliness from lack of personal time and romantic attention. I’ve also just felt “lost” in general, like I don’t know what the next step in my life is going to be—or how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;These are the costs of independence: uncertainty and fear&lt;/span&gt;. But they must be dealt with. And so I’m going on record here to say that I promise myself that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I will do whatever it takes to maintain my independence and that no matter how hard the choice to be happy and successful may be, I will make it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of that promise involves learning how to say “no.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I tweeted, “I've forgotten how to say no—to myself and to others. That changes starting today.” And I mean it. “No” is an extremely powerful word—and a lot of times it’s equally as difficult to say to oneself as it is to others. But it’s necessary. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My second promise to myself is to say “no” as often as I can&lt;/span&gt;. If it’s not in my best interest—financial, social or otherwise—the answer is “no.” And those who respect that answer will stay in my life—those who don’t, won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence is not easy—the fourth of July reminded me of that this year. But I’ll be damned if it’s not worth every hurdle, obstacle and roadblock. You owe it to yourself to believe the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you don’t pay the price for your own freedom, then &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;who will&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Image via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/quick5pnt0/"&gt;quick5pnt0 on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-2974050147121021221?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/2974050147121021221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-has-its-price.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2974050147121021221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2974050147121021221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-has-its-price.html' title='Independence Has Its Price'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/TDOocX7y2sI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qfOxE--5CmM/s72-c/185273434_fe270cdffb_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-8331508997650681744</id><published>2010-05-20T00:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T11:42:39.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candidness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal branding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>My Seven Musings on Social Media</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that I’m technically a social media “professional,” I highly dislike it when people refer to me as a “guru” or “expert.” How is it possible for anyone to be an “expert” in a field still in its infancy? Hell, we’ve all been using social media—the same social networking sites—for the same amount of time. On the other hand, though, there are those who “get” social media and those who don’t. I believe that there are plenty of insightful minds that have a unique perspective to offer regarding the social media space—and I include myself as one of them. But I will always correct someone who refers to me as an authority in the digital space because I still learn something new every day. Here are just some of my recent musings in regards to the social media movement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Social media is not your savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social media is a tool—a platform—to connect with others like never before. Too many people out there think of social media as an end rather than a means to reach an end. The truth is: social media by itself isn’t going to save anyone—it’s how the medium is used that has brought so many personal and professional brands success and direct access to their enthusiasts. Just remember: simply being involved in social media is not good enough—doing something with that presence and maintaining a strategy that allows you to be original and fun is what will take your brand to the next level. And even beyond that, unless your brand is consistent and delivers a quality product or service, social media—no matter how it is used—will not hide your flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Participate for yourself first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, it’s okay to be selfish. Social media, while inherently about conversations and connections, must add value and utility to your life, or brand, in order for it to be worthwhile. Thus, you must receive some added benefit from your participation or else there’s simply no point. While building your brand in the social space and engaging with others, don’t lose sight of why you’re there—to express your thoughts and ideas. Connecting with others is just a part of the process. “News” is no longer simply about political unrest, natural disasters or economic uncertainty—our lives revolve around the social “news” of our friends and various circles of social influence. At the center of all those circles, though, is the self. Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Be a persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the mundane and make it your own. Chop it up, mix it in your mind and serve it to others in a fun and creative manner. The brands that succeed best in the social space are those who personify their name and who demonstrate understanding of pop culture and “hip” trends. Be yourself but put yourself out there and kick your personality into high gear. This, of course, doesn’t work for everyone. But, from my experience, establishing your niche and being creative are never hurtful in establishing a connection with others and leaving a memorable brand impression as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Social media is not your megaphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest problem with some people in social media—and especially on Twitter—are those individuals and companies who utilize the platform not for engagement or adding value to the lives of followers, but rather as a megaphone for their agenda. I’m sorry, but that’s not what social media is all about. Just like any other marketing medium—know your audience and cater your messages to them. At the same time, know your brand and stay true to it. Never, ever ask your followers to re-tweet what you share. That’s just absurd. As &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/amandaspurlock"&gt;my good friend Amanda&lt;/a&gt; says: “I realize that I have that option, thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Always question the obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This point isn’t necessarily particular to social media, but it’s still extremely relevant. Why? Because there’s a lot of hype and exaggeration in social media. Take everything with a grain of salt and reckon it with what you already know. Be skeptical of “news,” question sources and always dig for your own truth. Learn how to cut through all of the junk and get to the valuable grains of information and entertainment that you seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Be honest, open and vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the aspects I love most about social media is its candidness—the requirement of disclosure and openness. People know that nobody is perfect. In the social space it’s vital to show your imperfections and connect with others who are enduring the same hardships—or successes—as you. Because the truth is: when you open yourself up to others, they’ll open up to you. And that’s what being social is all about. (P.S. No “corporate speak" allowed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. If you think you shouldn’t post it, do it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hold back, dive in headfirst and take chances. Laugh, cry and over-share. Be witty and original. Bottom line: don’t question yourself. People will understand your brand more if you say what’s on your mind. Granted, there are some topics and posts that are not appropriate for social media—think racism, stereotyping and other offensive content. But the overall point is to interact with others who either agree or disagree with your views. This sharing process allows us to learn and connect with our peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts on social media? Would you add to or take away from anything on this list? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Speak up&lt;/span&gt;—tell me what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-8331508997650681744?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8331508997650681744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-seven-musings-on-social-media.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8331508997650681744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8331508997650681744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-seven-musings-on-social-media.html' title='My Seven Musings on Social Media'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-6430489569225404002</id><published>2010-04-12T21:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:15:27.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GaGa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m not interested'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self preservation'/><title type='text'>Those Other Three Little Words</title><content type='html'>Today’s post is not about any one discrete event, person or situation—but rather a phenomenon I’ve noticed for a while but have been unable to articulate. And I’ve been itching to write another blog on relationships since &lt;a href="http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-play-love-game.html"&gt;the last one&lt;/a&gt; was so well-received…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there are very few absolutes in life—and little, if any of them, apply to relationships. However, in my opinion, it’s time for people to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;stop being so damn fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fake?!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Oh, yes, I just went there.&lt;/span&gt; Honestly, it’s not meant as an attack on anyone—this is more about a cultural and societal issue of not being upfront with others. And it happens so often in dating and relationships that we must call ourselves out and stop this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do we do that? Well, it’s easy! You see, we all need to learn those other three words that are so vital to being honest with others—and ourselves. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We all need to learn how to say, “I’m not interested.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy: the age-old question of, “Does (s)he like me?” It’s a toughie. And there’s never a 100%-assured answer. Oh, unrequited love, how you torture us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to be honest, things would be a lot easier—and we could all live much more fulfilling and transparent lives—if everyone could just be, well, more honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you how many stories I’ve heard that go like this: X meets Y. X and Y go on a date. X likes Y, but is unsure if Y likes X in return. X and Y hang out several more times and everything seems to be going great. Then, Y disappears or becomes some other form of “shady.” Well, what the hell happened? Did Z get jealous of the alphabet action and decide to jump in? (Ha!) But, for real, this is a scenario that happens all the time. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like to call it “being phased-out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes sense if you think about it. Something had to happen with Y to all of a sudden become disinterested or unavailable. And it’s not necessarily important what happened; however, it is critical that all of us Y’s out there learn how to communicate with the X’s (no pun intended) and tell them “I’m not interested.” Conversely, all of us X’s must learn to adapt to the situation and not over-react too early on in the game, or be clingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing is more unattractive than desperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, though, we all deserve a little clarity—some reassurance that our investment into the connection is a worthwhile one. This is where the honesty comes into play. Guys and girls out there: learn how to be more in touch with your emotions and communicate them with others. Life is too short to play games or get hung up about letting someone down or being let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of us Y’s out there need to learn to stop letting the X’s down easy. What’s the purpose? Us X’s don’t want to hear any of the following: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “You’re a great person, but…”&lt;br /&gt;2. “It’s me, it’s not you.”&lt;br /&gt;3. “I still want to be friends.”&lt;br /&gt;4. “I don’t deserve you.”&lt;br /&gt;5. “One day you’ll find someone who will love you like you deserve.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Y’s: you don’t mean these things when you say them, so why do you even bother? You’re not helping out the X’s by letting them down easy. Actually, you may not realize it but you’re making it more confusing for the X’s because you’re not being honest. Muster up some courage and self-respect and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;start admitting how you really feel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “You aren’t the right person for me.”&lt;br /&gt;2. “It’s definitely you and not me.” &lt;br /&gt;3. “The connection just isn’t there.”&lt;br /&gt;4. “I don’t think you deserve to be with me. (Duh, I’m dumping you!)”&lt;br /&gt;5. “Good luck! I’ve got another date after this awkward breakup.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re not doing anyone any good by being fake. And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;we’re all guilty of it.&lt;/span&gt; We’ve all been an X and we’ve all been a Y. If you’re an X more often than a Y, try seeing the situation from the latter’s perspective—if the opposite is true, then vice versa. Hopefully, then, once we see that we’ve all been there, we can be honest enough with ourselves to fully open up to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, learn those other three words—and prevent yourself from saying those cliché lines that are so transparent. Why “phase someone out” when you can cut them out? You don’t really want to be friends anyway! Isn’t it about time you start telling people that? Hell, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrO4YZeyl0I&amp;feature=fvst"&gt;if GaGa can admit it&lt;/a&gt;, can’t you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-6430489569225404002?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/6430489569225404002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/04/those-other-three-little-words.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/6430489569225404002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/6430489569225404002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/04/those-other-three-little-words.html' title='Those Other Three Little Words'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-2620990457277360223</id><published>2010-04-05T22:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:35:22.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veronica Sharon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal branding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Land your dream job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha&apos;s Vineyard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='networking'/><title type='text'>4 Ways to Land Your Dream Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/S7qnXoTdIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wdsl6EGay2k/s1600/South+Beach,+Martha+Vineyard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/S7qnXoTdIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wdsl6EGay2k/s320/South+Beach,+Martha+Vineyard.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456857922910626258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream job, I really do. Who would’ve imagined that an obsession with social media—Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, Foursquare, etc.—could lead to a career? It’s amazing. And I wouldn’t trade it in for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things weren’t always this rosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, I graduated during one of the worst economic periods in our country’s history. It took nine months &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and a lot of sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; to reach where I am, and I learned a lot along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some general lessons that will help guide you along the journey to landing your dream job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do what you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you good at? Seriously, what can you spend hours doing without ever realizing it? There’s got to be something that you enjoy more than anything else. Find it and focus on it. At the end of the day, your happiness is what matters most. The only way to reach that happiness is to take what you love and turn it into a career. Your parents may want to kill you—and will probably give you lectures about medical benefits and saving for retirement—but throw caution to the wind and go for it, even if you have to be a “starving artist” for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Specialize in something – but be good at everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find your niche. If you’re interested in graphic design, which type? Do you enjoy publication design? Branding? Illustration? Pattern making? If you want to be a photographer, what type? Do you like runway photography? Catalogue shoots? Prop styling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, though, you need to be a chameleon. Your boss would love nothing more than to hear, &lt;a href="http://humanresources.about.com/od/careersuccess/ss/keeping_job_4.htm"&gt;“I can do that, too!” &lt;/a&gt;Always remember to stay true to your personality and brand, but know when to adapt. Your style comes second to what your client wants or boss demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Networking is not about first-degree connections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of your network as a web: you’re at the center and your immediate connections surround you. You can try all you want to get a job or internship through those first-degree connections, but chances are that they have the same connections as you! The further removed a connection is, the wider “net” you can cast in your search. It’s not about whom you know—it’s about whom those key second, third and even fourth-degree connections know. Most likely, their connections won’t be in your network—and that’s a good thing! Nurture these relationships and be ready to tell them all about what you specialize in and what you have to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have a destination in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in a year? How about five years? Where do you want to end up? These are questions you must ask yourself in order to guide your journey to your dream job. Without a final destination—a goal—you’re blind and powerless. Would you travel cross-country without a destination address? Exactly. Have a plan—it’s okay to stray from it as long as you know you can still get to where you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are extremely simple, I know. But it’s the simple things in life we forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any other time-tested truths to landing a dream job? Share them in the comments! Then send this to a friend. Good advice never gets old (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hey, I can toot my own horn a little bit, right?&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nikanyc"&gt;Veronica Sharon&lt;/a&gt;. (She's my roommate and an awesome photog, check her out!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-2620990457277360223?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/2620990457277360223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-ways-to-land-your-dream-job.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2620990457277360223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2620990457277360223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-ways-to-land-your-dream-job.html' title='4 Ways to Land Your Dream Job'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/S7qnXoTdIdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Wdsl6EGay2k/s72-c/South+Beach,+Martha+Vineyard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-1185415725717085137</id><published>2010-03-29T22:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:41:03.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short and sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal time'/><title type='text'>Take Time For Yourself</title><content type='html'>After a busy day at work—and a fun, yet not-so-restful weekend—it was nice to come home tonight and do nothing. Literally nothing—I just ate and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ve come to expect long, detailed and essay-like blogs from me, but I’m not so long-winded all of the time. Tonight’s message is simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love yourself first.&lt;/span&gt; Take time out for yourself that you can call your own. Don’t feel pressured to live a fast-paced lifestyle all of the time. It’s okay to turn your phone off for a night and just &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop to enjoy life in its &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;simplicity&lt;/span&gt;—happiness doesn’t require a whole lot; it truly is the little things that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you paying enough attention to them—to yourself? Do it! It makes everything else so much more worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-1185415725717085137?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/1185415725717085137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-time-for-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/1185415725717085137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/1185415725717085137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-time-for-yourself.html' title='Take Time For Yourself'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-8325042174595940384</id><published>2010-03-23T19:46:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:30:18.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal branding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Five Reasons You Must Be On Twitter</title><content type='html'>So, as most of you already know, I've literally made a career out of tweeting. Honestly, I never planned for things to be this way. Hell, I didn't even have a Twitter until April of 2009. (My Twitterversary is coming up, yay!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a lot of people out there who are skeptical of Twitter - and social media in general. In my conversations with others who aren't on Twitter, I inevitably have to ask, "So, why don't you tweet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or not be surprised at how predictable the responses are. There are three primary reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I don't know what to tweet about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I don't want to hear about what people are doing at every second of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and/or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; I already have Gmail, AIM, Facebook and LinkedIn. Do I really need another site to maintain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard any other reasons? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please share them in the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my comebacks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have something important to say! &lt;/span&gt;What are the random thoughts that pop into your head? What do you think about that new ad campaign? Did last night's episode of &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/shows/lost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; really suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Don't follow people who just tweet "eating a sandwich" or "about to go grocery shopping"&lt;/span&gt; - follow people who share interesting stories, links and ideas, and be sure to avoid talking about the mundane as well. Feel free to talk about whatever's happening in your daily life, but put a humorous spin on it! Here's an example: instead of saying "worst commute ever!" say "Chris + hangover + screaming children + packed train = NOT HAPPY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. I agree--another site kinda sucks. BUT&lt;/span&gt; - the added value you'll receive by taking part in the Twitter community will far outweigh the time and energy you have to put in. Because as long as you are sharing relevant, interesting content, people will follow you and you will grow your personal "brand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, it doesn't matter if you're an artist, architect or assassin, the truth is: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you can't afford to NOT be on Twitter&lt;/span&gt;. Here are the 5 reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter is an amazing resource for news and information. Links are shared, ideas spread and topics trend. Every major media outlet has a Twitter feed. Often, news breaks on Twitter before anywhere else. It's worth the investment to be connected, which leads me to my next point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the realm of "social networking," Twitter is the easiest and most open platform to network with others. Wanna find people who share similar interests with you? Just search for specific keywords or hashtags and follow them. Start a conversation with them and BOOM, you have a connection! But, at the end of the day, Twitter has so much more to offer. Unlike any other closed network (i.e. Facebook, LinkedIn, Brazen Careerist, etc.), Twitter allows you to send a tweet to literally anyone - a celebrity, a newscaster and even the President. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How is this relevant to you?&lt;/span&gt; Well, if you're a freelance photographer and really like that shot in &lt;a href="http://www.vmagazine.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;V magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you can look up the photographer on Twitter and say, "I really admire your work" or "How can I be as good as you?" or "Are you looking for an intern?" You can literally apply this situation to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; profession. Wanna message that editor but don't know his or her email or phone number? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No problem - tweet them!&lt;/span&gt; Twitter has flattened our world more than any other social media platform - and that's an amazing resource. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you really willing to pass that up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Simplicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter is simple: you have 140 characters and that's it! Who would've thought that a character limit could spur creativity? Well, I guess the same principle applies to time crunches and deadlines, but I digress. The point is: Twitter is not a complex array of features like Facebook or LinkedIn. You share your thoughts, period. No frills, no overly-complicated platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Soundboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter, even more so than Facebook, has an amazing way of answering the questions it is asked. Want feedback on your project or blog? Ask your Twitter followers - they'll tell you! Want to ask what others thought of the big game? They'll tell you! What about ideas on an upcoming product or a controversial issue? Yup, you guessed it: they'll tell you! See what I mean? Ask and you shall receive! Can your LinkedIn do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Word-of-mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt that Twitter is the best thing for spreading messages since email or Facebook. Twitter's inherent "re-tweet" nature has a viral quality to it that is unmatched by any other digital social resource - that's what'll help you get noticed! In this regard, Twitter has a "Wikipedia-like" aspect, where a common knowledge can only benefit you - i.e. the "water cooler" talk in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - can you really afford to decline to take part in the conversation? Honestly, what do you have to lose? You do have important thoughts and ideas to share, I know it! You don't have to bore yourself with mundane topics - just don't follow those types of people! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That's the beauty of Twitter - it really is what you make of it&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much longer will you resist? If for nothing else, join so you can see what the fuss is about. You'll only make your personal brand more marketable in the process. Especially if you &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crackliffe"&gt;follow me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy tweeting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-8325042174595940384?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8325042174595940384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-cant-afford-to-not-tweet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8325042174595940384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/8325042174595940384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-cant-afford-to-not-tweet.html' title='Five Reasons You Must Be On Twitter'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-2341885283900991244</id><published>2010-03-09T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:26:57.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best songs ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iTunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achy-Breaky Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey'/><title type='text'>The Soundtrack of Your Life</title><content type='html'>What are your favorite songs of all time? Seriously, what are they? Don’t gimme that whole spiel about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Oh, I couldn’t possibly pick one or even five!”&lt;/span&gt; – you have your favorites, just check your iTunes play counts! And if you change your mind all the time, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;what are the five songs that really pull at your heartstrings&lt;/span&gt; – and not just in a sad way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hear those songs, do they take you back to a specific time period and place? Can you feel the same emotions now that you did then? I’d honestly be surprised if you answered “no” to those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is such an integral and powerful part of our lives. All of our senses are unique in their own right, and all of them have a distinct impact on our memory, but our auditory sense has an &lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/health/090224-music-memory.html"&gt;especially acute ability to bring us back to particular moments in our lives.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, whenever I hear &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=byQIPdHMpjc"&gt;“Achy-Breaky Heart”&lt;/a&gt; I’m instantly taken back to when I was four years old, dancing in a white t-shirt and tighty-whities around the living room while singing into the TV remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there’s Mariah, of course. As most of you already know, I have a slight obsession with Mimi – she’s my favorite musical artist. It only takes a short, two-second clip of any of her songs and I’m immediately &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfKRETbL_a8"&gt;feelin’ emotions higher than I ever dreamed of&lt;/a&gt; – pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite song of all time is probably “Honey” by Mariah. Every time I listen to it, I get butterflies in the best way possible – and I become giddy and optimistic. Why? Who knows! Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I’ve been dancing around to that song for over a decade. Or maybe it’s because I imagine myself back on the beach in Miami whenever I hear it. Whatever the reason, that song will forever have strange powers over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a music freak. Some people grow out of it – my Dad sure as hell did – but I don’t think I ever will. I follow music blogs like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/musicboxmix"&gt;Musicboxmix&lt;/a&gt; (shout out to Louie!), constantly download new music and never turn off my iPod. I’d rather have it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are your favorite songs? Tell me in the comments! If I don’t already have the song, I’ll download it. Nothin’ like sharin’ a lil’ musical love, right? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mhm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-2341885283900991244?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/2341885283900991244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/soundtrack-of-your-life.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2341885283900991244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/2341885283900991244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/soundtrack-of-your-life.html' title='The Soundtrack of Your Life'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-571086973839131902</id><published>2010-03-08T23:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:41:10.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie S.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keri Hilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shecky&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleeping Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovegave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinderella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Klosterman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah M.'/><title type='text'>Let's Play A Love Game</title><content type='html'>I’m no love guru – hell, I’ve never even been in love, and my relationships have been far from rosy – but &lt;a href="http://www.sheckys.com/fun/short/happily_ever__never_7821.asp"&gt;this Shecky’s blog&lt;/a&gt; by Kellene McCaffrey really got me in the mood to give amorous advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blog, Kellene discusses the classic “Disney deception” case – that, as children watching Disney movies, we are engrained with a faulty formula for finding love: boy and girl have a chance encounter, live completely different lives but fall madly in love and then somehow live, as they say, “happily ever after.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, coming across this blog was perfect timing for me. Not only have I just recently passed a huge benchmark in my love life – I’ve been single for four years now – but yesterday was the first time I saw the romantic comedy &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0457939/"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/a&gt; with Cameron Diaz, Kate Winslet, Jude Law and Jack Black. Yes, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point – after the movie yesterday, I became deeply introspective about relationships and what makes them tick. Here’s what Disney taught us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Our dream guys are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Busy being “dreamy” – in other words, they have a job that keeps them out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ready to meet the right person for them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Just as vulnerable and hurt as we are.&lt;br /&gt;4. Active and in-shape, perhaps even part of a sports team or fitness organization.&lt;br /&gt;5. Open and inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Our dream guys are not:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dancing with their shirts off and tweaking on cocaine and ecstasy at the club.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shady and inattentive.&lt;br /&gt;3. Vindictive, misogynistic assholes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lazy, unhealthy couch potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;5. Judgmental or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you may be saying to yourself, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Okay, those lists are great, but I could’ve made those myself.”&lt;/span&gt; And, if you did say that, you’d be perfectly right. But, let’s face it; you weren’t going to sit down and make those lists yourself, were you? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Right, that’s what I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on. There are some protective measures we must all keep in the back of our minds as we meet new people and explore our boundaries with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Protective measures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He’s just not that into you – you’re not the exception and he won’t change for you. Quit tolerating his bullshit excuses and wake up!&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys enjoy a pursuit, so let them chase you – don’t text him incessantly just to let him know you’re thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t tell your friends about him – the more you talk about him, the more you feed your “hope baby,” (a term coined by my dear friend Noel - do you have a blog so I can link back to it, boo?) the idea in your mind that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this guy is Mr. Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s the bottom line? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Be nonchalant.&lt;/span&gt; Like Chuck Klosterman says in&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Sex, Drugs &amp; Cocoa Puffs&lt;/span&gt;, "Every relationship is fundamentally a power struggle, and the individual in power is whoever likes the other person less." So, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;be the one that cares less&lt;/span&gt; – at least in the beginning when the situation is unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you care less?&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Enjoy being single!&lt;/span&gt; Think about the perks of being a bachelor or bachelorette:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Advantages of being single:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can do whatever you want, whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can do &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whomever&lt;/span&gt; you want, whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your only obligation is to yourself, your friends and your family.&lt;br /&gt;4. Time to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bet you’re wondering: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“If you know all of this, Chris, then why are you still single?”&lt;/span&gt; Well, I’m wondering the same thing. Hell, who doesn’t want companionship? Who would turn down a truly devoted boyfriend who will challenge you and from whom you can learn? It makes me wonder: does the above advice keep one guarded a little too much? Because, at the end of the day, love is being oneself and putting it all out there, right? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take the gay world for example: &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/mostpopular/story/Are-online-matches-happier/Egyvr4DAWk2EZd5qZkOl0w.cspx"&gt;20% of heterosexual couples meet online&lt;/a&gt;, as opposed to &lt;a href="http://www.planetout.com/hot_topics/2010/02/virtual-love-61-of-gay-couples-met-online.html"&gt;61% of homosexual couples&lt;/a&gt; who facilitated their relationship via the Internet. That’s a pretty staggering difference between sexual orientations, wouldn’t you say? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On gay personals sites, nothing is left to the imagination anymore – the days of taking the time to get to know someone have been replaced with interview-like messages and scripts of conversations that detail stats and sexual positions. And don’t forget the sexting and x-rated photographs before you even meet that person on the other side of the wireless connection. It really is all put out there upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really naïve enough to think that complete and immediate self-disclosure will create an exciting and fruitful relationship? Connections take time to develop – spilling your guts and deepest, darkest secrets to someone that you just started messaging thirty minutes prior is probably not the best idea. Think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think about Sarah M. and Julie S., two friends from high school with whom I’ve recently reconnected via Twitter, and whose blogs I read all the time. &lt;a href="http://sothensarahsaid.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sarah M.&lt;/a&gt; is a UNC Chapel Hill graduate, an amazing artist and writer and a cute, active blonde.&lt;a href="http://sassyseminarian.blogspot.com/"&gt; Julie S.&lt;/a&gt; is in seminary, remains true to her principles and is a charming, sophisticated young woman. Now, how is it that two intelligent and respectable young ladies have remained single for so long? Honestly, I don’t know. All I can say is that there’s something wrong with a world where people like us aren’t snatched off the market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is the key to put yourself out there or to remain guarded? Honestly, like the &lt;a href="http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-yourself.html"&gt;blog I wrote about being yourself 100% of the time&lt;/a&gt;, I can’t say that you shouldn’t put yourself out there. Life is about taking risks and pushing the limits; however, at the same time, those risks must be calculated and, as such, we must calculate the amount of ourselves we should reveal at any given time. The point is: find your personal balance. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What are you willing to tell someone that you’ve only known for thirty minutes?&lt;/span&gt; How about 30 hours? And 30 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love takes time. I’ve tweeted this several times, but love doesn’t just come around &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_RqWocthcc"&gt;like Keri Hilson says it does&lt;/a&gt;. It takes effort and commitment and mutual self-disclosure that is spread over time in a healthy, non-chat-room-like manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if none of that works, you know the relationship wasn’t meant to be. Because the person you’ll end up with – the guy with whom you will share your “happily ever after” – won’t lie to, cheat on or judge you. That doesn’t make them a prince; it makes them your faithful counterpart. Monarchies died hundreds of years ago – and so did horses as the primary means of transportation – so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;why are you still acting like Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella?&lt;/span&gt; Your desperation isn’t getting you anywhere – &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mB0tP1I-14"&gt;smarten and toughen up&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;play the game just as well as the guys do&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe then they’ll respect you enough to let you in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-571086973839131902?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/571086973839131902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-play-love-game.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/571086973839131902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/571086973839131902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-play-love-game.html' title='Let&apos;s Play A Love Game'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-3303883628728299562</id><published>2010-03-01T14:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:44:47.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Gore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instant coffee'/><title type='text'>Magazines Aren't Coffee - And That's A Good Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Will the Internet Kill Magazines? Did Instant Coffee Kill Coffee?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s one of the slogans about to be used in an &lt;a href="http://www.adweek.com/aw/content_display/news/strategy/e3i128fcc3d3e64156a38fc23c7698529ea"&gt;ad campaign aimed at proving the worth of the magazine publishing industry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are these ads to be placed, you ask? That’s right – in front-of-book magazine pages. If you don’t already know, those pages are prime real estate in the glossy publishing world – pages for which advertisers spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just to make sure we’re all on the same page (no pun intended): magazines are about to forego millions of dollars in advertising in an effort to validate their own existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campaign, work of powerhouse agency Young and Rubicam, is laughable at best. Yes, I’m extremely critical of these forthcoming ads – here’s why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. THE HEADLINE &amp; COMPARISON ARE IRRELEVANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The analogy made is a flawed one. I’ll give them credit – instant coffee and traditional bean brews have managed to coexist, and traditional coffee has even made a comeback… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to compare instant coffee to the Internet is foolish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet has revolutionized our culture so completely – so thoroughly – that we’ll never be the same again. Digital integration and increasing connectivity are in no way comparable to instant coffee since coffee is such a miniscule part of our lives. When it comes to communication and personal relationships, the Internet has irrevocably changed our society, for better or for worse. The fact that if Facebook were a country, it would be the third largest in the world, speaks volumes to the swift and irreversible changes we’ve undergone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention a huge flaw in this comparison: while instant coffee is a much more convenient and budget-conscious option to the traditional kind, both cost money and are based on the same consumption model – that you go to Starbucks (or another coffee shop) and/or the grocery store and purchase your preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not the case with the Internet, which provides information free-of-charge. I refresh &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crackliffe"&gt;my Twitter&lt;/a&gt; in the morning and I am instantly aware of what’s going on in the World. I visit the websites of my favorite publications and read full-length articles for free. What’s the point of me going out to buy the same material?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. THIS ADDRESSES THE SYMPTOMS, NOT THE PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ads are merely patchwork – cover-up – for a much deeper problem: the fact that magazines reflect an outdated way of storytelling – one that, despite all the gimmicks in the print version, completely denies the ADD, time-compressed nature of our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talk to my friends – most of whom are recent college grads or still in school, and thus completely engrossed in social media – they all bring up the same point: why can’t we create an interactive magazine where photos come alive and designs flesh themselves out on our screens? Is this an impossible dream for the industry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the line between video and digital cameras becomes increasingly blurred, and as print and digital media merge into one, magazines need to adapt in order to survive. I firmly believe that magazines – as they stand right now – cannot and will not continue in the same form they have for decades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. THIS ENCOURAGES THE STATUS QUO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest qualm with the campaign is that it so desperately seeks to stabilize the status quo instead of challenging the industry to reinvent itself. An industry should never have to prove its own worth – magazines should be working feverishly to provide top-notch, refreshing and engaging content in an interactive, succinct and social media-friendly format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main question upon which the industry should focus as it reorganizes and redefines itself is this: as our society and culture change, what do magazines offer in the digital realm? Do they really add value to our lives that cannot be gained elsewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, there’s little to no leadership in the effort to revive magazines as cutting-edge distributors of original content. The only major magazine that’s tried switching things up is &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Esquire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. With their striking covers, Augmented Reality issue and continued use of code boxes to unlock content online, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Esquire&lt;/span&gt; has at least attempted new and exciting endeavors. Can you think of any others? I can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is the iPad the answer, or is it a magazine that comes to life online? And how do dwindling advertising numbers factor into all of this? Oh, and what about that new phenomenon… what’s it called? Oh, yeah – social media?! And how could we forget the dilemma of sweeping layoffs yet starved digital staffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All extremely important questions – and ones that must be answered quickly and utilized as driving factors in reshaping a glorious industry that has so much potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, though, we’re all human. And, who’s to say the magazines aren’t trying to stay relevant? If this campaign shows us nothing else, it’s that this is a desperate attempt to convince others that magazines still matter. Magazine journalists work tirelessly to do what they do – and long hours on deadline are never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serendipitously, I received an email today that really puts this entire blog into perspective. It was a message from Al Gore that was distributed to members of a “green” community called &lt;a href="http://repoweramerica.com/"&gt;Repower America&lt;/a&gt;. The email started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dear Chris,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill said, "Sometimes doing your best is not good enough. Sometimes you must do what is required."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he was talking about climate change, the same quote is applicable to the current dilemma in restoring the magazine industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should see the beauty and potential in the challenges we face, instead of denying the problems at hand. Self-criticism is such a powerful way to bring about change (a la &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pbzMsIcp6fI"&gt;Michael Jackson’s “Man in the Mirror”&lt;/a&gt;), so let’s do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if we’re going to make an absurd connection between magazines and coffee, we should burn our own brew to perfect it, right? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-3303883628728299562?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/3303883628728299562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/magazines-arent-coffee-and-thats-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/3303883628728299562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/3303883628728299562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/03/magazines-arent-coffee-and-thats-good.html' title='Magazines Aren&apos;t Coffee - And That&apos;s A Good Thing'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-5521654792497011902</id><published>2010-02-23T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:55:28.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Einstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genius'/><title type='text'>Find Your Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'm gonna work at the top of that building someday. I'm gonna run the whole thing!"&lt;/span&gt; I said. I was 8 years old and foolish. Or was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was (am?) a genius. Hell, there's a damn fine line between &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;, right? I mean, c'mon, think about Einstein. Some of the greatest discoveries he made - relativity, E=MC^2, etc. - were all before he turned 30. Crazy - or genius?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a friend's mom sent me a text message to ask how I'm doing. (Hi, Nena!) In response, I said, "I'm okay! Never satisfied - always aiming for higher and better. It's the best and worst part of life." Funny how a character limit can force you to have an epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point can I be satisfied - content - with my life? The more I ponder that question, the firmer I believe that life is a permanent struggle - always learning, pushing, reaching, striving for more, for... everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to the fact that I'm a perfectionist. "Good" simply isn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;good enough&lt;/span&gt;. And it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the reason why, when I meet guys who are genuine and kind-spirited but who don't challenge me or encourage me to take risks, I become disinterested. It's also why, after I finish a project, let it sit for some time and return to re-evaluate it, I become critical and... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my writing? Yeah, I perfect that too - line by line until it reads like my words echoing over the phone or in a car on the way to the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is not a blog post or a project - it's a journey. An imperfect, messy journey. And the farther along we travel. the crazier it gets. And that's okay. It's okay to falter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stop being &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; - reaching for the stars and saying, "I'm gonna run the whole thing!" 'Cause if you don't aim for the sky, well... then you just aren't crazy enough to reach it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-5521654792497011902?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/5521654792497011902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/find-your-crazy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5521654792497011902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5521654792497011902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/find-your-crazy.html' title='Find Your Crazy'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-5450712246977097019</id><published>2010-02-16T14:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:15:20.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Seuss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never settle'/><title type='text'>No Matter What, Be Yourself</title><content type='html'>Who are you? No, really, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;who are you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you shy or outgoing? Independent or needy? Neurotic or laid-back? Assertive or passive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all boils down to is: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;how well do you really know yourself&lt;/span&gt;? The only way to gauge your own character is through failures and successes – experiences that shape who we are as individuals, which inevitably takes a considerable amount of time and a whole hell-of-a lot of trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s never easy – but it is always rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m far from perfect. Sometimes, I just don’t know when to stop talking or how to not wear my heart on my sleeve. I tend to push the limits – to put it all out there without always fully thinking through the consequences of my speech or actions. But that’s just me, and it’s taken me quite a long time to realize who I am as a person and how I tick. Without testing my boundaries, how would I know my comfort zones? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all – ups and downs, highs and lows, bitches and hoes – one lesson reigns true: if someone isn’t willing to accept you for who you really are, they aren’t worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s that old Dr. Seuss saying all over again. You know the one: “Those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me in “real life,” you know that I’m bubbly, witty and goofy – I’m always going up to random strangers and asking them intimate questions. Sometimes there’s alcohol involved and other times just water – but nonetheless, I’ve always had an innate passion for getting to know someone on a deep level. At the same time, though, I’ve learned how to self-disclose and remain “cool” simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire process is usually exciting and thrilling and fun. And then there are the times where I meet someone and they turn out to be completely different than I thought. And it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s me getting ahead of myself or making myself too available, but more often than not, this happens with guys from clubs. I know, I know – &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;how cliché, right&lt;/span&gt;? I meet a guy, “click” with him and all signals lead to “optimistic.” And then I find out who he really is – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Douche-y McDoucherson&lt;/span&gt;. It’s only downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve deleted so many numbers, told so many guys where they can shove it – and for what? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self-preservation&lt;/span&gt;. Because, at the end of the day, I know who I am; I know what I want and I know exactly how to get it. The truth is: I always have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an amazing feeling to finally be totally comfortable in my own skin – regardless of my daily mood or appearance. I have “ugly” days too – but all the while I still know that I’m attractive inside and out and that I am a good “catch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the right guy comes along who can trust, support and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;love me for being me&lt;/span&gt; –not who he wants me to become, but who I truly am – my life will be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get the wrong impression, though. I’ve been single for four years, but I’m in no rush to devote myself to a guy who’s not entirely worth my time and energy. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My cardinal rule is to never settle&lt;/span&gt; and I don’t intend on going back on that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to move is forward along my journey in life, wishing and hoping that the right guy will come along (if he exists).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if he doesn’t, at least I’m content with myself and confident enough to know that I’ll feel more fulfilled as an accomplished single man than as a used, jaded, broken-hearted, relationship-plagued attached one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not apologetic for who I am – and you shouldn’t be, either. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Because if you aren’t yourself 100% of the time, then who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-5450712246977097019?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/5450712246977097019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-yourself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5450712246977097019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/5450712246977097019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-yourself.html' title='No Matter What, Be Yourself'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-4874904191221623386</id><published>2010-02-13T15:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:34:18.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Love Is Not Reserved For Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>February 14th sneaks up on me each and every year. It's like remembering I have a dentist's appointment or finding out that I bounced a check. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year I'm trying to take a different approach. Key word: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, it really is just another day. The holiday has no astronomical significance - and even if it did, would it matter? It's all arbitrary, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to write by something that &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/karensnyderduke"&gt;KarenSnyderDuke&lt;/a&gt; posted on Twitter. She said, "Resist hating Valentine's Day. If anything, it should be a simple reminder to love people every day—and tell them that you do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really stuck with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, we have several days - Father's and Mother's Days among them - where the whole point is to acknowledge your appreciation for a specific someone. For Valentine's Day, that specific someone just happens to be a significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're married, widowed or single, V-Day represents so much more than cards and candy - it's about stopping for one day to pay attention to the people in our lives who add value and positivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because as our lives become increasingly time-compressed, stress-filled and digitally-driven, we take the little treasures for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is: tell someone you love them - or remind someone you've already told. Smile at a stranger. Say "please," "excuse me" and "thank you." Tell someone who's struggling "it's all going to be okay." And, most importantly, tell yourself that life is not about possessions and vanity, but rather about the journey upon which we are all so fortunate to embark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't let tomorrow sneak up on you: face it head-on with a smile - not because you're pretending to be happy, but because you know that things could be worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-4874904191221623386?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/4874904191221623386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-not-reserved-for-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4874904191221623386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/4874904191221623386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-not-reserved-for-valentines-day.html' title='Love Is Not Reserved For Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-3269792090267004090</id><published>2010-01-20T21:26:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:11:42.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Media Douchebag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly Clarkson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;When I Grow Up&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socialites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inflated sense of self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jersey Shore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Bieber'/><title type='text'>I Have Something Important To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Listen up! See, what I have to say is infinitely more important than whatever you're doing - 'cause &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; more important than you will &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I have this dream, and one day it's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; come true! Have you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt; my Twitter account or YouTube videos? I mean, come on! I totally deserve my own reality TV show!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ever heard any or all of the above? Chances are, you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad, sad fact that so many people today have such an inflated sense of self. Let's call it the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0K46C82v9o"&gt;"When I Grow Up"&lt;/a&gt; fallacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the reason why people who legitimately CANNOT sing go on American Idol. It's also why everyday Joe's and Jane's honestly think that they're America's Next Top Model. Hell, maybe it's the same reason I started this blog - or why people write blogs in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want to feel important and well-liked, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so wrong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, everyone has a need for validation. It just seems to me that my generation has a dangerous - even &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; - need for it. It's why we take to our Facebook and Twitter accounts and why we text incessantly despite being surrounded by others in a crowded restaurant or club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in an increasingly small (a la Thomas Friedman's "flat") world where truly anything is possible, our irrational thoughts are only reinforced by the fact that there are some out there who really&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; do&lt;/span&gt; "make it big."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason why most of those who achieve their "15 seconds of fame" do so is because they speak and act out the loudest - not because they're actually talented. It's like Jersey Shore vs. Justin Bieber. Or a guy-who-is-escorted-off-of-American-Idol-because-he-can't-admit-the-fact-that-he -will-never-have-a-music-career vs. Kelly Clarkson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this hilarious blog the other day titled, &lt;a href="http://tremendousnews.com/2010/01/19/the-5-signs-youre-talking-to-a-social-media-douchebag/"&gt;"5 Signs You're Talking To A Social Media Douchebag."&lt;/a&gt; It was absolutely genius. Pay special attention to point 2: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;They Actually Think They’re Internet Celebrities&lt;/span&gt;. Honestly, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;who do you think you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also stumbled upon this article titled "&lt;a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/valley-girl-brain/201001/mr-rogers-lied-us"&gt;Mr. Rogers Lied To Us&lt;/a&gt;," which talks about how my generation was brought up to think that we're "special." It's so fascinating how people today simply don't want to work - they almost expect to become famous on YouTube, Twitter, MySpace or some other online platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we feed our own addictions. People simply can't get enough of Jersey Shore. "It's like watching a train wreck, you just can't look away," some say. But by not looking away we reinforce the idea that we can make a name for ourselves by going out to clubs, getting drunk and having promiscuous sex. Last time I checked, 99.9% of Americans are NOT socialites, so STOP acting like you are one, or that you'll be one by making a fool of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is: that simply &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; reality. You are NOT the exception. If you were, you'd be getting by on your talent, not your talk or outrageous actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that, as a result of this vain rant, we can shift our attention to important matters, like rebuilding Haiti, facing the damaging truth about climate change and, of course, saving the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe that's just it. We're too scared to face reality that we create our own alternate, glittery version where everyone's drunk and fornicating. Hell, we could all use a little vacation from our troubles... unless I'm wrong and you have something more important to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-3269792090267004090?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/3269792090267004090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-something-important-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/3269792090267004090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/3269792090267004090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-something-important-to-say.html' title='I Have Something Important To Say'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-7314511734632309502</id><published>2010-01-18T22:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:36:02.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empire State of Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brickell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buck15'/><title type='text'>Miami vs. New York: The Best of Both Worlds</title><content type='html'>It's safe to say that, at heart, I am a "city boy." The extent to which that's true, I'm not really sure. I do long for open fields with sunshine and a soccer ball, but then again I never took advantage of that in Miami. And I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken to this blog to face an inner struggle that I've been living ever since I moved from Miami to New York. The question I've invariably been unable to answer is: Did I make the right move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love New York - I do. This city is beautiful and inspiring and forces you to find the strength to pursue your dreams. But am I happy? Honestly, for the first time since I moved to the city, I feel comfortable. I have a great internship that pays me well and gives me good hours and allows me to take the reigns and build a social media communications department. And I have a great apartment and a sweet, caring roommate without whom I would not be where I am. But, personally, I'm lonely. I don't really have any friends here besides those I know from UM or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Details&lt;/span&gt;. And I don't have the time or financial resources to go out and make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's Miami. The grass is always greener, right? As much as I couldn't wait to get out of the 305... I can't wait to go back! I'm actually headed there on January 27th to spend nearly 6 days celebrating my 23rd birthday with some amazing friends whom I miss dearly. But I digress again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest trip-up I have when I ponder my time in Miami is: do I miss Miami, or do I miss UM? Do I miss my friends, or do I miss the city? It's really both. I miss the weather - terribly. I hate winter. I still don't have a proper winter coat. I miss throwing on shorts and a t-shirt and flip-flops and heading out the door. I miss knowing that it will rain almost every day between 2:00 and 3:30 pm. I especially miss the partying in Miami - what a great time! Miami was my playground - and that's just it... New York has not been fun by any means. It's been quite a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face the facts: strip away the tropical location and great clubbing and the city of Miami has little offer, especially for someone as ambitious and dedicated as I am... at least in the fields that I want to pursue. Building a media and/or publishing career in Miami just sounds &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;... unless you are doing it in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I ever leave Miami for New York, you ask? I had to get away. As the stubborn, headstrong guy I am, I had to prove it to myself that I can make it here. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UjsXo9l6I8"&gt;Like Jay-Z says&lt;/a&gt;, "If I make it here [in New York], I can make it anywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, though, it was so much more than that. First, I wanted a city that would challenge me professionally and intellectually. I didn't think Miami could do that for me, and that's just my personal opinion. Second, I wanted a city with good public transportation. New York has arguably the best in the world. And Miami's? Well, it sucks. And I don't want to buy a car and pay for gas and insurance just to waste my life sitting on US-1 or I-95 N. Oh - and I want to be green! But public transportation SUCKS! You can't rock out to your favorite songs with your friends while you roll down the windows in mid-December and take in a beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really pains me to see my good friends have absolutely AMAZING apartments and actually pay LESS per month than I do! It's crazy. But then I read articles like &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/08/18/best-and-worst-cities-to_n_262078.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; and I feel comfortable that I chose New York to start my professional career in one of the worst recessions of the last century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution? As the diplomatic person I am, I want both! Wouldn't it be amazing to split my time between New York and Miami? If and when that would be possible is yet to be determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But home is where the heart is. And my heart isn't in New York. It's spread out in the University Center at UM, around Lake Osceola, on the computers in the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ibis&lt;/span&gt; office, in the back booths at Moon, on the dance floor at Buck15, in the condos of Brickell and on the sand of the beach at 12th street. And you better bet I'm going to reclaim it next week, and do some serious thinking in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-7314511734632309502?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/7314511734632309502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/01/miami-vs-new-york-best-of-both-worlds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/7314511734632309502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/7314511734632309502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2010/01/miami-vs-new-york-best-of-both-worlds.html' title='Miami vs. New York: The Best of Both Worlds'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-9005265663698441342</id><published>2009-12-07T23:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:54:52.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City subway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTA Rules of Conduct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramen noodles'/><title type='text'>Beggars: Friend or Foe?</title><content type='html'>The phenomenon of people begging in the New York City subway is not a new one. When one first moves here, it's a true rite of passage to be asked for change - and it's &lt;a href="http://www.tripcrazed.com/697042793/underground-beggars-and-entertainers/"&gt;not always in the traditional way&lt;/a&gt;, either. There are musicians, dancers, bag ladies, drunkards - it's really a part of the "melting pot" charm offered by living in such a large metropolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it wasn't until I could barely afford the rent, ate ramen noodles nightly and lived paycheck-to-paycheck and penny-for-penny that I realized how truly scary it is to be in that situation: feeling lost and defeated, as if I had somehow fallen through the holes of the weak safety net of society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False sense of security? You betcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I ride the "L" train back home each night, I turn down the volume on my iPod and listen to the "stories" told by these individuals - tales of military service, death in the family, the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I simultaneously feel two polar opposite emotions: sympathy and disgust (or maybe anger is a better word). As these people hop from train car to train car, I toil away in front of a computer, struggling to make a name for myself - to prove that I am "worthy" in the media industry. And I can't help but realize that these select few are probably able to scrounge up more change per hour than I am afforded as an intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which is more sad: struggling and working hard or struggling and hardly working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I still make progress: the net somehow pulls me above the scary divide between success and failure over which I dangle so desperately. And they slip through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to solicit someone for money in the subway here in NYC (&lt;a href="http://www.mta.info/nyct/rules/rules.htm#use"&gt;see Section 1050.6 b of the NYCMTA's Rules of Conduct&lt;/a&gt;) and as a law-abiding citizen, striving and hoping for the best, I turn my cheek. But that doesn't mean I don't notice the beggars' plight. God bless them because I can't help but feel their pitiful pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-9005265663698441342?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/9005265663698441342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/12/beggars-friend-or-foe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/9005265663698441342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/9005265663698441342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/12/beggars-friend-or-foe.html' title='Beggars: Friend or Foe?'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-1401248102596790049</id><published>2009-11-17T11:27:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:34:20.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CO2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the China price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Climate Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boiling Frog Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Friedman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil dependency'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Power of Green'/><title type='text'>Climate Change: The Real Problem</title><content type='html'>"Responsibility. What's that? Responsibility. Not quite yet." - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FuJBZv3VK8"&gt;MxPx, "Responsibility"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read an &lt;a href="http://e360.yale.edu/content/feature.msp?id=2210"&gt;article on the recent decline in public concern over climate change&lt;/a&gt;. And what a doozy it was! Be sure to read some of the comments below the actual post, as some of the readers have some fascinating commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent years, we have all been bombarded with talk of carbon emissions, melting ice caps, rising oceans, increases in temperature, deforestation, ozone depletion... the list could go on forever. Oh, and don't forget Hollywood's continual exploitation of apocalyptic theories, a la &lt;a href="http://www.whowillsurvive2012.com/"&gt;"2012"&lt;/a&gt; (in theaters now), "The Day The Earth Stood Still," "Knowing" and even ABC's new prime-time hit, &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/shows/v/"&gt;"V."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the real problem? In my opinion, it rests with the acceptance of responsibility of our actions - a problem of much grander proportions that straddles many issues. And when I say "our actions," I'm not talking about the current generation, I'm referring to our actions as human beings and inhabitants of Earth, the only home we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about the specific levels of CO2 or the accelerating rate of climate change? We can argue the data for centuries. The point is that we need to accept responsibility for our actions and set a dignified example that we respect our planet. And the United States needs to be a leader in this process, NOT a follower as in recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create alternative energies, clean up our cities, plant a tree for every one that's cut down and, most importantly, change our current lifestyle to fit one that is in harmony with natural resources, as opposed to exploiting them for our own personal gain, which is what got us into this literal and figurative environmental "mess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Friedman, critically-acclaimed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt; writer and author of &lt;a href="http://www.thomaslfriedman.com/bookshelf/the-world-is-flat"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The World is Flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, wrote a piece for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NYT&lt;/span&gt; magazine, entitled &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/15/opinion/15iht-web-0415edgreen-full.5291830.html"&gt;"The Power of Green."&lt;/a&gt; It's a long article, but definitely worth the read. In it, Friedman discusses the importance of "the China price," a sustainable world economy and the perils associated with the USA's dependency on foreign oil. But the premise behind his entire argument is a proactive responsibility that is currently lacking in our society, and across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we continue to wage pointless political wars over whose side has more credibility - the left or the right, liberal or conservatives - we drive our gas-guzzling machines, hopelessly destroy our planet to drill for oil and build structures designed to crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carelessness never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boiling_frog"&gt;"Boiling Frog Syndrome"&lt;/a&gt; screaming right in our faces, but to which we are unfortunately deaf. The only question left to ask is: will we be able to wake up in time to counteract the damage we have already done and slow the processes which we have placed in motion? We can only hope the answer is "yes," and do everything in our power to make changes in our own personal lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision is yours. Will you make it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-1401248102596790049?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/1401248102596790049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/11/climate-change-real-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/1401248102596790049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/1401248102596790049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/11/climate-change-real-problem.html' title='Climate Change: The Real Problem'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213235771854601788.post-17126160137225095</id><published>2009-11-16T22:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:48:54.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GaGa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perez Hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Bieber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Real World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal Activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hollywood Reporter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Crocker'/><title type='text'>The Meaning of "Fame"</title><content type='html'>Today, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton"&gt;Perez Hilton tweeted&lt;/a&gt; about an ariticle from the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hollywood Reporter&lt;/span&gt; about Hollywood &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/hr/content_display/news/e3i15e6314384dccfe33a4c67714d06fc7b?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+thr%2Fnews+%28The+Hollywood+Reporter+-+News%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;"rethinking the use of A-list actors"&lt;/a&gt; in films. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really got me thinking: has the meaning of "fame" changed in our culture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article cites "Twilight," "Paranormal Activity" and other (relatively) low-budget films with (formerly) unknown actors. The recently-released &lt;a href="http://www.weareallprecious.com/"&gt;"Precious"&lt;/a&gt; also comes to my mind, with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabourey_Sidibe"&gt;Gabourey Sidibe&lt;/a&gt; and comedian/actress Mo'Nique already garnering Oscar-talk for their performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where did this all begin? Is MTV to blame for giving us reality television in the form of "The Real World?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was it CBS' "Survivor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YouTube? Undoubtedly, the website has borne "celebrities" in the form of everything from internet sensations like Chris Crocker to talented artists like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kidrauhl?blend=1&amp;ob=4"&gt;Justin Bieber&lt;/a&gt;, whose debut album "My World" drops tomorrow, November 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about Lady GaGa's rise to super-stardom based on the spectacle of her outlandish yet creative performances? Let's not forget that she started out as a MySpace musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is: we live in confusing and dangerous - yet exciting - times. Those who are talented and use the Internet as a resource by which to build a following - be it on Twitter, MySpace, LinkedIn, Facebook or what have you - are capitalizing on the beauty of the Internet that still seems to fall under the radar of politicians, businessmen and housewives alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama, GaGa, Perez Hilton - the most influential people in our society have capitalized on the connectivity of the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it won't stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who will be next? Is it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213235771854601788-17126160137225095?l=crackliffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/feeds/17126160137225095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning-of-fame.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/17126160137225095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213235771854601788/posts/default/17126160137225095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crackliffe.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning-of-fame.html' title='The Meaning of &quot;Fame&quot;'/><author><name>Chris Rackliffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656749366717250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZFIz3VNEmk/SwIpD1ieRNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D6FGIXBTmYc/S220/Chrisheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
