Unconfirmed but this might be helping beard growth.

Noticed better gains with consistent application of moisturiser, after the usual four hour wait.

So take this with a pinch of salt, make of this as you will. I’m just sharing what I think works but as usual YMMV.

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Just another Friday.

I, too have been remiss when it comes to penning thoughts in this virtual space.

It’s just been a crazy second half, full of travel and change. As usual, I need more sleep.

But it’s been a fun ride, much more fun than I expected 2017 to be. Deets to come in the usual EOY post.

Snip.

Yep, it finally happened. I had a vasectomy done.

The hardest thing about it all was trying not to flinch, knowing your man bits were being worked on. Dr Nick was wonderful with the banter though, definitely helped calm me down some. It was all done in fifteen minutes, relatively painless except for the initial local anaesthetic injection. There was some weird sensation when he was pulling on the vas deferens, but it wasn’t painful, more uncomfortable than anything else.

The next hardest thing was long drive home, I took about an hour or so to get back.

Next up? Ibuprofen ftw.

(Counting day 1 as the day of surgery)

Day 2: not much in the way of soreness. It does however, feel slightly uncomfortable when I try lifting my nuts. I could feel the wound if I got an erection (bad idea).

Day 3: yep, I can definitely feel it if I move the member upwards, the wound’s letting me know it. Bruising has appeared.

Day 4: felt like a continuation of day 3, except it got better at night. It might have been the ibuprofen I took after dinner though. Main observation, the crown jewels feel fragile. Guys’ll know what I mean, it feels heavy and there’s a tinge of “ok I better leave these guys alone” when I try lifting them. Level of pain when moving member upwards, has receded somewhat. Didn’t stop me from rubbing one out though, I had to be reassured everything was in working order.

Day 5: Receding soreness on the wound area, right nutsack felt especially sore after dinner, not sure why. Took an ibuprofen just in case (placebo IMO) and tested the equipment out. Yep, everything’s pretty much functioning the way it should, when it comes to the bedroom. It felt like I had reduced sensitivity, but we’ll see.

Day 6: most of the day felt pretty fine to be honest, right up till the evening when I got home, and I started feeling like I was carrying an oversized, tender nutsack. Popped a couple of ibuprofen after dinner. Throughout the evening, it felt like there was a pressure buildup somewhere around the femoral, or even slightly higher – maybe between the groin and abdomen, but slightly off to the sides. Well, I did the logical thing a guy usually does to relieve pressure, and it worked.

Day 7 onwards: all is well, I’d say things are at 99%, excluding a really mild soreness (like 0.5 out of 10) if I pull the member upwards.

Fast forward to day whateveritis (approximately two months after), I’m feeling perfectly fine.

What I feel has changed, is reduced sensitivity and possibly a lower sex drive. It could be me being tired and getting old, but hey, it works. It’s helpful to not feel like a horny 18 year old all the time, you can actually focus your mind on getting shit done.

The test is coming soon, I’ll know if I’m given the all clear at the end of July! Fingers crossed. All in all, this has been a pretty successful move.

二十年后的事

“以前在二十岁的时候,觉得自己永远不会,永远不会活到四十岁的那一天。有那种感觉。然后不知不觉,然后我们就到这天了,而且好像一切都还不错嘛。”

听到阿信在演唱会说这番话,感触很深。自己十六岁时候,也从来没办法想象二十年后的事,满脑子只顾着打篮球。虽然说不上什么辉煌史,但还是很满足现状,特别在墨尔本的这些点点滴滴。不知不觉,这家已经待了十年。

十六岁时的自己,看到现在的我,应该会觉得还不错吧?

This really made my day.

It really does. I got this message from my brother earlier in the day today.

“But honestly, I have to thank you for being the role model.

I probably won’t learn to listen and be neutral about negative situations, if it wasn’t for you. And I wouldn’t even be bothered to think about why she thought of it this way. This experience has made me a better person.”

I’m so proud of this dude.

All I can say is, I’m glad he’s my brother. Almost thirty years, and we’re still tight. Advice doesn’t matter if there’s no receptive ear, and like I’ve said before – he listens, if nothing else. And that is the first step in growing and maturing as a person.

Where to, for sports journalism?

ESPN’s recent massive layoff wasn’t exactly a surprise, if you were observing the landscape closely. Big pro sports deal (high cost), declining subscriber base (less money), something had to give. It also gives aspiring sports journalists pause; where to, from here?

Sports journalism isn’t solely comprised of the exclusive brethren it was years ago; the internet blew everything apart. Suddenly, everyone with an opinion and a blog is a writer, or at least they think they are (depending on the quality of writing). Twitter unleashes voices. The gates to media credentials for pro sports have lowered, and the NBA has got to be among the best of them all, when it comes to treatment for media personnel.

It’s easy enough to start your own site and produce quality writing, but how long can you keep this up? Could you turn it into a full-time job? Does it pay the bills? How does one monetise a product like this? Patreon support? Subscription paywall for premium content? Donations? Advertisements? Merchandise?

Or, is it enough for you to land a job at a big brand media organisation elsewhere? There’s got to be light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s harder than ever for one to break through the ranks, and join up as a full-time journalist, simply because there are fewer jobs out there.

It all comes down to ROI. Investment into resources (infrastructure, staff) must result in corresponding content that captures audiences, and pageviews. Bad metrics means budget cuts, and layoffs. It also means surviving staff get stretched in multiple directions, or even different directions in a bid to right the ship.

All I can say is, I’m glad I’m not aspiring to be a sports journo. It’s a rewarding, but exhausting profession; kudos to the blokes who survive the grind, I’m not looking for something like this right now.

Ego masturbation is a waste of time

It’s not exactly what you had in mind.

By ego masturbation, I meant the pointless activities that do nothing but stroke the ego and make me feel good, but accomplish nothing.

For example, checking social media engagement (“ooh, 300 likes! 200 new fans today!”) or AdSense earnings (“revenue seems to be higher today, hmmmm”).

These metrics are useful if stacked with proper forensic action (“what triggered the engagement on this post?” or “why are we getting more visits and ad exposure today?”). More often than not, I drift off after the initial endorphin hit.

Stay locked in, focus on getting things done.