Friday, May 22, 2009

the Amazing Show Basketball Tournament

the chapionship game between lighting (green) and production assistants (violet). close score, lighting lost by two points.

opening ceremonies two weeks ago with the Chairman

opening ceremonies

The annual Amazing Show Sportsfest (this year it's basketball) had me managing the lighting team (green). I'v already lost hope when my team lost three consecutive games when they staged a comeback by ganering consecutive victories over the stronger teams. Perhaps it was luck or simply the desire to win that got us to the finals. Today, we played the final game for the championship and lost by a couple of points to the Production Assistants' team.

Great work... Good Job, Guys! You made me proud.

night jams @ at home

Every once in a while, i get this chance to go home early (that's a relative term) and I get to jam with my kids...

Monday, May 18, 2009

A New Dream

I've recently been "on tour" of some sorts looking for possibilities outside of the Manila Film Center. Business, as I suppose everyone knows, has gone sour for most. But I always say, that the best time to invest is during the "down" times, because people tend to be on their G&D (grim and determined) mode and therefore it makes them more efficient. Of course, I am in a company where most are on the "edge" but lacks the capacity to actually implement a business.

I got into a little scuffle over the same person who was to do research outside of the building to look at the possibilities... but then if you want to do it right, do it yourself. If I am at the helm then I would have hired competent people to compliment my JacK Welch beliefs. But then again, hiring is always a gamble.

Anyway, I hate the idea of a "non-thinking manager" or a worse version would be the "thinking but not doing anything manager". I do understand that everyone's morale is down at the moment, but then again, if you morale has been down more than three months then it's time for you to go home.

So after all the "outings" going to and fro from one place to another, being sorry that I have a V6 3.3 liter engine under the hood, and spending substantially for meals and beverages, I've made the assumption that staying in this building is a better option than moving out. If I could just convince the Center to cut us a litle more slack, then I think that the tides will flow with us.

For now, I've developed a dream that I really want to do in the next two months. I hated it when a bar I frequented shut down because of the bad business situtation, so now I've nowhere to go to unwind. So why not make a place in the building to do exactly that... a party place where people could hang out and chill. Go wild on the weekends and sweat it out with sonic bass tremors on the dance floor... that would be great.

Will it ever happen? Why not?

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Proud to be her father

I must admit that I was a bit regretful for giving my daughter my nickname because it has proven to be confusing. We've already decided way back that she will use her nickname "Mica" but she apparently wants part of her given name Casie Villarosa, which happens to be my name. so it does get confusing at times specially when I answer the phone. Some time back, it was easy. If it was a kid on the other line, then the call was meant for her. These days, at 14, her friends' voices are like adults so I suppose you know what that means.

If she emails me or chat me up, i see myself chatting with another casie villarosa. I am however in all honesty sincerely proud and flattered that she chose to use my name as her own because I am extremely proud of my daughter. This year, she fell off the honor's list and I said "so what?". I wasn't a good student either, I am more fond of seeing her playing the piano, the guitar and breaking silence in the house with her Jonas Brothers music and all that Hannah Montana stuff.

A couple of months ago, she said that we should sing together the Billy Ray - Miley Cyrus duet of Ready, Set, Don't Go. The song was okay for me but was not really familiar. It took me a month to appreciate it listening to it constantly in youtube. She had to teach me the chords and the timing until we were finally singing it together. So we decided to make a project out of it, and here it is...

Thursday, May 14, 2009

mixing business with pleasure

Now here is how one should integrate hobby with work...

Amazing Show AVPs

the unofficial avp of the 2009 search for Miss Amazing Philippine Beauties

morph and chroma crazy

It seems that I never tire of learning new things or at least in improving the little things that I know and I derive satisfaction from the new things I learn. Here are bits of what I've learned this past week that made me cope with my sad, sorry life.

thanks to all the youtube tutors and all them providers of freewares and free files...

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Rest well, Daddy...

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My Life's been full, I savoured much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one' touch.

(author unknown)

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

The egg that won’t hatch…

So what will the chicken do?

A couple of months ago, the Chairman goes to one of my drinking venues and orders me to fire a staff to which I refused, not because I am being insubordinate but simply because I feel that it wasn’t my job to do so. Despite his prodding, he wasn’t able to sway me on my stand that it was him as Chairman and President that must do the dirty deed if it was for the good of the company.

I have in my part and my history, done a lot of the dirty jobs and I feel that I have somewhat graduated from that… for now. I remember one of the Korean managers one time came to my office and asked why I had a secretary and told me that I don’t really need one so he’s getting my secretary from me and putting her in the marketing department. A week later, he goes down again and tells me that I can get my secretary back. The next day, I was told that I had to fire my secretary as ordered by the President.

Now that story is one of many that really sucks!
For a long period of time, my job was to tell everyone the bad news, while the Korean managers’ job was to tell everyone the good news, so it was like, they were the bible and I was the local tabloid… Geeez!

Assuming that I have a following in this blog spot, then it would be common knowledge that I am having problems with a Korean manager who is both unproductive and communicably lazy at the same time. One day, one senior staff approached me and said that there is nothing more that he could do to this person so he’s telling the chairman to decide his fate and decide the Chairman did but with the apprehension of the other staff.

Perhaps one of my best skills is the ability to project complications brought about by Korean decisions. It has been my life for the last seven or so years, and in this case, I am pretty sure that the present status quo should not be rocked by kicking someone unproductive upwards and so I requested that the appointment be made as “meaningless” as possible. And so it had come to pass.
During the wake of my father-in-law, it has been reported to me that from the date of the appointment to the present, the activity of the appointee has remained dismally the same. That means computer games everyday… and so the prophecy has come to pass.
At the moment, what ticks me off is the earlier discussion that resulted in a senior manager's comment that the Chairman's order should not be broken or even questioned, specially by not-so senior managers. It pains me that at this time, at this current state, and given the circumstance, we remain as medieval in our thinking. I deeply believe that getting paid means risking your career if you have to in order to prove yourself right or to alt least right what is wrong. Keeping opinions to oneself is only good for rank and file... managers?... no way.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Rest well, Daddy

Atty. Juan S. Acebedo, Jr.
1930 - 2009