by Tucker Max
I gave a speech at Pitt yesterday (11/26/12). I have no idea if they’ll put the video or audio online, so this text version will have to do for now.
The basic idea of the speech is simple: what can a college student do, right now, to prepare themselves for a world that they are utterly unprepared for?
by Tucker Max
So, I think this piece I wrote on the Huffington Post (and reprinted below) is fairly important. Or at least, it could end up being important, if other big authors understand what I’m saying and end up doing something similar. This is very much the same thing I talked about on TechCrunch TV last week.
by Tucker Max
I just posted this piece in the Huffington Post, reprinted here:
I was at dinner the other night, and got a question I get all the time:
“What was it like to play basketball with Obama? What’s he like?”
Here we go again, another Obama basketball question. First, let me explain how I even knew Barack Obama:
by Tucker Max
These are not necessarily the “best” books I’ve ever read in my life, but they are the ones that’ve had the most personal impact on me. Some of that had to do with when I read them in my life, some of it has to do with the actual work itself. I have these listed in the order of their influence on me:
by Tucker Max
Originally posted on Tim Ferriss’s blog:
I first met Tim when he came to my SXSW presentation (about turning a blog into a book) to pick my brain about what had worked for me. I explained to him everything I did, and he loved the advice so much he bought me a coffee. Thanks, big spender.
[Tim: my very first encounter with Tucker is captured here on film. And, Tucker, you’re most welcome.]
We stayed in touch, and Tim called me up the other day and asked me to write a post for his blog that would outline to his readers all the things I explained to him years ago at SXSW. I told Tim that there was no need for a long post; in fact, my success could be explained in a Tweet: “Because Tucker is really fucking awesome.”
Tim politely laughed, took a deep breath, and explained to me–in the least ego-crushing way possible–that that would make a crappy blog post. He asked me to dissect and analyze what I did, and then write about it in a way his readers could utilize for their own writing.
