Abstract

There is no denying that twenty-first century organizations require new techniques for handling change. Traditional, twentieth century organizations that wish to embrace technology and move into the twenty-first century must reevaluate their culture and adapt to an environment of constant change. Dynamic innovation is a must. Lewin’s Forcefield Analysis model is especially helpful when redefining the culture of traditional twentieth century organizations. Corporate visions must be defined to establish and maintain culture that transcends purpose, and leaders must get into the habit of cultivating new leaders for the future. These twenty-first century leaders will go on to spread the new, open practices of the future organization that is ready for the rapid change necessary to stay competitive in the industry of today and tomorrow. A case study of Google is provided to demonstrate how the archetypical twenty-first century organization is constantly adapting to stay relevant in a fiercely competitive environment.

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Seymour the Seal

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I love him.

There’s something to be said for getting out of bed at a normal hour. Austin feels like it’s mid-yawn during my morning commute. I love seeing college kids (o, lament the days!) trudge along campus with tousled hair and sleepy eyes. Young girls in cars have a look about them that I know too well — puffy eyes and faded lips that indicate exhaustion and recklessness.

Austin’s fall season usually consists of roughly 30 days that have temperatures ranging from 80 – 95 degrees. I use the term “fall” loosely, of course. In most regions, this weather would still be considered summer, but my thin Texan blood welcomes the 10 degree temperature drop. Today is a typical, beautiful fall day. It’s 73 degrees at 9:00 am and there’s a lazy, melancholy fog creeping between houses and office buildings.

My morning commute usually takes place an hour later than it did today, and I was shocked by the difference. Everything is quiet. It’s enough to make me wake up an hour earlier every day so I can revel in this city’s glory. I love it here. I’ve lived in Austin for just over six years and I still find myself in awe on a daily basis.

The morning show on KVRX played four back-to-back songs that perfectly embodied the feel of the morning. Days like this are perfect.

I love mornings; I just hate waking up.




Laika’s so bossy

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This was taken a little over a year ago, but it still cracks me up. I love how you can see flashes of the whites of her eyes when she barks. Silly baby.

Most people (respectfully excluding the population of China) have experienced sibling rivalry at one point in their lives. It’s a familiar conflict in homes with more than one child, but I see it as a positive thing. A little friendly competition among siblings can often provide a much-needed driving force in bringing out a child’s full potential. But what if the insecurity sets in during adulthood? This is my dilemma.

I started thinking about this issue this past Friday, on the night before my brother was to receive his MS in Environmental and Water Resources Engineering from the University of Texas. Don’t get me wrong—I adore my younger brother and am extremely proud of his accomplishments. He has worked very hard for his academic accolades and I wish him all the successes in the world. However, seeing him receive seemingly all the praise from our family and friends has started to wear upon my self esteem. And it feels silly. I’m 27 years old. I shouldn’t need a pat on the back from my parents when I do a good job at work.

I realized last night that I’m not exactly attempting to compete with my brother. I like to think that I would suddenly feel this drive even if I were an only child. As it stands, I’m merely competing for the pride of those I love and respect. Beyond this, I’m feeling tremendous regret for the missteps I took in my younger years that led many of those people to have lowered expectations for me. I was always the creative, flighty child whose free spirit couldn’t be burdened by institutionalized academia, policies, or commonly accepted beliefs regarding how a “smart” kid should dress or behave. Now, nearly 15 years later, nobody thinks to ask about my accomplishments because I have not been able to escape my juvenile image.

Faux sibling rivalry

Faux sibling rivalry

When people are rallying to congratulate my brother on his triumphs, it is not uncommon for people to ask my mother if I am still in college. Nearly everyone who asks acts surprised when my mother informs them that I graduated from the University of Texas in 2005 and have had a successful career in the Internet marketing industry. But I haven’t completely escaped my “creative rebel” stigma—my job is so strange that my mother has a nearly impossible time telling people what I do. In these cases, perception is reality, and I wouldn’t be surprised if people walked away thinking that I sit at home and fill out Internet surveys for cash all day.

Alas, this is my life. This is the image that I created for myself in my formative years, and it’s only natural that I have to live with the consequences of low expectations in my adult years. My drive to make up for my shortcomings as a youth and make my family proud grows incrementally every year. In eight months I too will receive an MS degree, and I must admit that I look forward to accomplishing something concrete and measurable that may actually resonate with the people who underestimated me.

Nov 072009

Shdpocuvoviifkeff iohf hello I’m Ashley Klans

My hipbones click loudly wherever I walk,
The sailors all love me way out at the docks.
I’m nasty and dirty and mean as a dog,
Please tell me a tale from your captain’s log

Of typhoid and madness and Taiwanese whores,
Who charge you at first but then come back for more.
And the loved ones who greet you at your homeland’s shores,
Who later at night question your oozing sores.

“It’s scurvy,” you say, with a smirking grin,
But you will both know they’re the wages of sin.
Yet down at the docks there are no lonely men,
Just knock on my door and I’ll let you in.

Download paper: The Farm Labor Crisis and the Need for H-2A Program Reform (MS Word)

Abstract

The U.S. farm labor shortage has become a significant threat to the agriculture industry.  Though the H-2A program provides an opportunity for farmers to legally obtain alien labor, most farmers are not interested in this program because they feel it is expensive, complicated, misdirected, and overly bureaucratic.  In this research paper, I plan to explore the ethical implications of accommodating farmers’ needs over workers’, and vice versa.  Farmers who participate in the H-2A program are required to provide free housing, food, and transportation to H-2A workers, on top of paying them a generous wage for the industry.  However, farmers are not required to provide these benefits to workers who are citizens of the United States.  Some farm labor advocates claim that failure to provide this service to H-2A workers is unethical, while many farmers claim that the effects of these requirements will result in higher food prices and failed farms.

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me: AAH! i just saw my ex on congress. we were crossing the street, facing each other.

ams: shittttttttttt

me: i was with liam

ams: did you say anything??

me: i was chatting with liam and looked up and said “oh, fuck me.”

ams: to your ex?

me: haha, he wishes. he walked by all fast and huffy.

ams: ahahahhahhaa. oh life is so hilarious.

ams: did he look cute? did you look cute? not that it matters, but it does.

me: …i was wearing my three keyboard cat moon shirt

While remodeling the bathroom in the bedroom that I inhabited from 1985-2000, my mother came upon a little rant that I wrote at some point in my high school career. After some research, I concluded that this was written on October 6, 1999.

This rant appears in its original form below. Enjoy.

Boy Bands: The Hype, The Glamour

I just don’t understand the whole big deal. Gloria Estefan is sitting there, gracing my TV with her new “trendy” look as she cuddles up to the boys of ‘N Sync. It’s mass hysteria; it’s pure insanity.

The folks at MTV were just forced to lower their shades in their Times Square studio because of the masses of fans that congregated around the windows. Millions of teenage heart-struck girls, each and every one of them screaming over the wimpy boys of ‘N Sync. Their looks aren’t all that appealing, really. Anybody could get themselves a little bleached Jheri curl and adopt the name Justin. Voila! Instant heartthrob. As for the other boys, there just isn’t that much hope for them. The one member who sports the horrible braids is wearing a cap that so gracefully sports the words “’N Suck.” Whoever made these caps, call me; we need to hook up.

Following MTV’s brief interview with ‘N Sync, they cut to the new Limp Bizkit video. Upon Carson’s inquiry about the boys liking Limp Bizkit, they replied rather wholeheartedly, with a joyous “YES!” I find it hard to believe that any band (if one can even call them that) that produces such huge disappointments as “Tearing Up My Heart” and “Music Of My Heart” could enjoy the music of self-proclaimed bad-asses Limp Bizkit.

Three teenage girls drove all the way from Ohio to see the boys in ‘N Sync in Times Square. It was a nine hour road trip, but they were never bored or tired, for ‘N Sync’s pitiful music kept them excited. Pure insanity.

Where have all the good musicians gone?

Please come back…

Does the ‘N Sync member with the bad red hair really think he’s Superman?

Save the music industry from this absolute trash.

Don’t even get me started on Ricky Martin…

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