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		<title>Buying Tickets To Bone Theater&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ever get one of those stinking negative thoughts in your brain?  Maybe it&#8217;s something said to you or about you?  It just keeps playing in your head over &#38; over.  I think I had this happen to me while living in my hometown.
I grew up in a small city in Central Wisconsin. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img style='float: left; margin-right: 10px; border: none;' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar.php?gravatar_id=45ae15bfa89b9b48396429a244765402&amp;default=http://use.perl.org/images/pix.gif' alt='No Gravatar' width=40 height=40/><p>Ever get one of those stinking negative thoughts in your brain?  Maybe it&#8217;s something said to you or about you?  It just keeps playing in your head over &amp; over.  I think I had this happen to me while living in my hometown.</p>
<p>I grew up in a small city in Central Wisconsin. My twin brother and I have always been visible in the press &amp; at social events. We grew up here, made lots of friends, and never shied away from opportunity. We made things happen, sometimes aggressively &amp; other times recklessly.  But either way, we were doing it. We learned the hard way &#8211; unfortunately, everyone in town was watching.</p>
<p>There&#8217;s an old reference from the &#8220;Good Book&#8221; that says, &#8220;Only in his hometown and in his own house is a prophet without honor.&#8221;  The gist of this is, when people know you really well, they take you for granted.</p>
<p>And that&#8217;s the thing &#8211; we kept trying, but people <em>seemed</em> to be growing more &amp; more skeptical.  Once they started talking, it was only a matter of time before those words got to our ears.  Sticks &amp; stone can &amp; do break bones, but I don&#8217;t care who you are &#8211; words can hurt just the same.  We had been taken for granted.</p>
<p>Over time, I was rehearsing what others had said about me &amp; my family.  These stupid things begin to eat you alive and sap your creative juices &#8212; My Dad calls it, &#8220;Bone Theater.&#8221;  The movies playing in your head.  The words that we hear and the things we read become movie reels that we replay over &amp; over.</p>
<p><strong>Do you know what it&#8217;s like to feel this way?</strong><br />
Like everyone you believe to be important thinks you&#8217;re a failure?  If that&#8217;s true, then it&#8217;s time to change it up.</p>
<p><img class="right" title="Movie Reel" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:s0_TF29QTspAwM:http://www.kinkaid.org/webbuilder/uploadedimages/movie%2520reel.gif" alt="" width="111" height="85" /><strong>Switch Out The Movie Reel</strong><br />
You don&#8217;t have to be &#8220;that guy,&#8221; or &#8220;that girl.&#8221;</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s what I&#8217;m learning &#8211; we have many more cheerleaders than naysayers.  Only, most people won&#8217;t tell you they believe in you until they realize you need to hear it.  Have you ever had a gut level discussion like this with people who love you?</p>
<p>If you were like me, then probably not.  You probably feel like people are depending on you to shoulder the weight &#8211; to muscle through the hard times and not show weakness, lest others begin to feel the same and lose faith.</p>
<p>For a long time I had it backwards, and I&#8217;m betting you probably did too (or maybe still do).  The persons wanting you to win, to conquer and succeed the most, are probably right next to you.  They share a school, a cubicle, or a gene pool with you.  Maybe it&#8217;s a significant other, or the person you&#8217;re attending an event with.</p>
<p>Even if all you have are virtual friends &#8211; they probably want more for you than you think you do.  The issue becomes us getting out of our own heads and reaching out for support, reassurance and encouragement.</p>
<p>But unless you say something, how will they know?</p>
<p><strong>Transparency</strong></p>
<p>Here&#8217;s how it happened for me &#8211; After a long period of staying out of the limelight, I gradually started reaching out.  Looking for ways to &#8220;re-invent&#8221; my attitude toward life in this city, I asked the advice of an old friend.  He said, &#8220;You can&#8217;t be blamed for getting out on the field and taking some hits &#8211; Most people never get off the bench.&#8221; And that&#8217;s true, I wanted to be recognized as the guy who never gave up, but the thoughts of failing in those mental &#8220;re-runs&#8221; was preventing me from doing so.</p>
<p>And then it happened.</p>
<p>My wife kicked me out &#8211; literally dropped me off at my parents house and drove away!</p>
<p>She said, &#8220;Don&#8217;t come back until you figure out what you&#8217;re going to do with yourself!&#8221;  It was the worst day of my life, but the best thing that ever happened to me.</p>
<p>She forced me to think &#8212; and this made all the difference.</p>
<p>What did I want?  Where did I want to be? Who was I going to make happy?</p>
<p>Two years later, I&#8217;m doing it.  I&#8217;m doing what I love working for a start-up that inspires me!  I&#8217;m surrounded by positive people that encourage and cheer me on.  Next week we&#8217;re moving to Santa Cruz, CA to be near the Bay Area and in the action of an industry I want to be a part of.</p>
<p>And it started with erasing the tapes of &#8220;Bone Theater.&#8221;  Get new mental pictures, work toward what you want and stop confirming your worst fears.  Really, what do you have to lose?</p>
<p>I was even thinking I should have submitted a different panel for SXSW &#8216;09.  Had I been on the ball, it might have looked something like this:</p>
<h4>Kicked Ass: Overcoming Failure &amp; Ass Whoops</h4>
<p><em>Everyone wants to Kick Ass &#8211; but what happens when yours is the one being kicked?  Have a heart to heart with an entrepreneur who&#8217;s endured six failed business attempts, five relocations, three evictions, two layoffs, a child with Cystic Fibrosis &#8211; and somehow remains married after 10 years. How to find laughter, motivation and inspiration during tough times.</em></p>
<p><em></em>I think that would have made for an interesting discussion, don&#8217;t you?</p>
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<p style="text-align: right;"><em>&#8220;Never give in! Never give in! Never, never, never, never &#8211; in nothing great or small, large or petty. Never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense.&#8221;</em><br />
<strong>~ Winston Churchill</strong></p></blockquote>


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