What shade are we talking about here?

Preface & disclaimer:
I got nothin but love for my white brothas and sistas. Love ya'll.
"white" isn't a race..it's a state of mind....*ahem*

Bernadette: we definitely have to go to Sonoma one of these days
candice: yes mam!
Bernadette: but i dunno if you'd like it
Bernadette: do you like wine tasting?
candice: oh
candice: wait
candice: WHY THE FUCK WOULD I NOT LIKE IT
candice: i like wine
candice: i have never been to sonoma
candice: so i'm down
candice: dude. so down
Bernadette: yeah but sonoma on the square is super umm...
candice: umm
Bernadette: what's the word
candice: white?
Bernadette: ha
candice: ...
Bernadette: yeah
candice: guessing here
candice: wait
candice: HAWAII KAI WHITE
Bernadette: whiter.
candice: zomggggggggg
candice: LOOKS DOWN ON HAWAII KAI WHITE
Bernadette: have you ever been to Carmel?
candice: no.
candice: cancun white?
Bernadette: or Santa Barbara?
candice: HEHEH
Bernadette: or.....Irvine?
candice: oh jesus
Bernadette: Newport Beach?
candice: no
candice: but you're painting a better picture
candice: no i've heard legends of these people
Bernadette: Sonoma is not as chic as Newport though
candice: like i feel really brown white?
Bernadette: YES
candice: (hahah)
Bernadette: Bella and I were like the only Asian people for miles.
candice: wow
Bernadette: seriously.

Bay Area Rite of Passage: Warriors Game

!!! My first NBA Game EVAR (living on the mainland has its perks)...and this time I actually got to sit in a box for free =) (having a roomie with perks is its own perk)

Too bad they lost. Although I did get to see Yao Min kick their ass, which was pretty cool.

holy shit.

I just got locked out of my bedroom for an hour and a half wearing nothing but a bathrobe. My room's not supposed to lock unless you do it when it's closed.

I guess it was half-locked and when i closed the door, either the heater or something made the door slam shut and when I came out of the shower my door was locked.


At first I was hoping it was a joke...maybe my roommate had the key the whole time?


Nope, it was locked.


After an hour and a half and the use of my other roommate's tools, they got it open. I was starting to get pissed at myself at the idea of wasting $80 to get it fixed.


Now I want to just replace the lock. Apparently they had to lock their doors before when they had shady roommates.

Thank goodness I'm back in my room. I know it's a small problem compared to a lot of other things, and i'm glad I'm not locked out of the apartment..but I have to admit, hearing the door open and seeing the light coming through the doorway was one of the best feelings.

Kinda like the jingle of your keys in your purse when you thought you lost them.

my birthday in a nutshell

My co-worker/friend sent me this e-card, and it actually made me LOL

from someecards.com

My application to be a roommate

My roommate found this in his inbox and sent it to me today. Gawd I'm a dork.

Hi-

I'm very interested in seeing the room you have available for rent here: http://sfbay.craigslist.org/sfc/roo/319489743.html

My name is Candice. I work full time for an established web company in SOMA that I am absolutely in love with, and am currently pursuing an MBA in Marketing.

However I'm also an avid artist, I graduated from the University of Hawai'i with a degree in computer animation; I draw, paint, sculpt (metal and glass), I play the bass guitar, and was very active in the poetry circle in Hawai'i.

I moved here last year, currently live in San Mateo, and am looking to move closer to school and work in the city.

I will be able to move in ASAP.

I'm very laid back & respectful; I think I'd be a phenomenal fit for the room.

I'm sure everyone writes that, but I'm actually telling the truth.

Please call me on my cell at [phone number omitted] anytime.

Thanks!!!
-Candice

I emailed him from work, and he called me on my cell phone 5 minutes later. I'm still living there. I *was* a good fit.

it might matter...

Clump of dark matter may loom near solar system

I dno, it might be that I watch too much Futurama, but does anyone else think..."Hey. What if..."


Yeah, let's go pick up some spam and toilet paper. We should start stocking up.

alright when i mentioned futurama i started googling, and i came across this badass fanart

Don't they check the photos?

My friend is enjoying 15 miliseconds of fame right now. In a news story covering the fact that Life has put all its historical photos on Google (a great bit of news in itself), they somehow used a photo that he photoshopped about the hoax. Granted, it's a great photoshop, but they really should have checked first.

Considering it will prolly be taken down, here are some screenshots:

What I think about on Veterans' Day

The APL Song by the Black Eyed Peas
(This video makes me cry...)

It's something I actually get pretty sensitive about. My uncle died in the Bataan Death March...and his family doesn't get any benefits.

Some history

Just a quick thought.

I would like to thank Rhett for being born.

Without which, I wouldn't have had access to vodka and be pretty happy right now from his birthday party.

Kudos to the birth, my friend. Kudos.

Absence of Motive: Halloween edition

I finished it this week, but I wanted to put the date up for Halloween. Oh wells, Happy Halloween!

President-Elect Obama

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Transcript to the acceptance speech.



YES. WE. DID.

Election Day: this made me laugh through my nervousness.

Is Obama President?
This is what it is as of 3:07pm



http://www.isobamapresident.com

and THEN Matt found this:
http://ismccainpresident.com/

Halloween 2008

holy shit.
you ever wonder
how you're able to do something
like have you ever
been walking
and realized
hey
i'm not thinking about walking?

welll. if you have then you know what i'm thinking about while blogging.

I'm actually boggled that I can type right now, considering that I would not trust myself behind the wheel of MarioKart.

All i have to say is
Thank god that josh had his coworker's party
sorry to kristin for missing her party
but i was on a bus for an hour with stupid people trying to get to her party
and i wanted to cry
for sure
i wanted to cry
yes
i did

and
im
not
sober
right now
at
all
like
if i ever ran for president

THIS

would be the post
that turns the election
THIS would be
the post
that makes them go
"Not her"

THIS would be the turning point.


I leave you with one final, simple equation.


Halloween 2008 > Halloween 2007

I love you all.

RickRollin its way to the top!

Ron: omg
Ron: hahaha
Ron: i can't stop laughing
me: at what
Ron: ok so
Ron: mtv
Ron: launched this website where they posted all the music videos they have license to
me: oh yeah i heard about that
Ron: so it's like youtube for music
me: yep
Ron: check out what's the most top rated video
Ron: http://www.mtvmusic.com/

[candice clicks & sees this:]

me: HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
me: FUCKING AWESOME
me: PEOPLE BE RICKROLLING (frame of reference)
Ron: hahahah
Ron: oh man
Ron: that's gunna be number 1 forever

comic is back.

well, by back i mean i posted something. Who knows, the next one might be in another 2 years. That seems to be the pattern. And for some reason, it's always in October.

You can see the entire comic and all its glory at Absence of Motive (what this blog was named after in the first place)

He was bored. I had to work.

(btw, this is not Matt the Nemesis.)

Matt: i'm bored
Matt: payroll is done
me: oh that must be nice
me: wanna call this angry client for me?
Matt: definitely
Matt: who is it
me: sweet
me: Lemme give you his number

[20 minutes later]

me: i just did it
me: i ddin't think you were actually going to do it
Matt: you didn't even give me a chance
me: good point
me: lemme give you more angry clients
Matt: k
Matt: rdy
me: just kidding dude
me: i got this
Matt: listen
me: i always got this
Matt: i know you're afraid i'll take your job
Matt: since i'm so good
me: ......that's EXACTLY it

I just wanted a salad, not an adrenalin rush.

So to the three of you who have been following my blog (thanks, btw), this post combines a couple (and by a couple I mean "several", and by "several" I really mean 4) things I've been blogging about lately.

1. Running
2. The Marina
3. Internal Dialogue
4. My Nemesis

I was walking with Bernadette in the Marina (explanation: I've been running along the Marina Green with her a few times a week...[explanation to the explanation: she made me do it at first and now I like it, okay?])...ahem. anyway.

I was walking with Bernadette in the Marina after our run towards this place that serves up pretty delicious salads. We jay walk (rebels), and out of the corner of my eye I see this red pickup truck start backing up and then stop and pull back into the driveway. I think nothing of it at the time.

Soooo we're walking down the sidewalk, with a lot of room to our left because we're respectful..and this DOUCHEBAG walks past me and totally checks me in the shoulder from behind and rudely says "EXCUSE ME".

The next half a second felt like 10 minutes to me, and my mind goes into full analysis self-talk mode:

[begin internal dialogue]

me1: Mother !@(*$* Marina fucking douchebag
me2: Fucking chode
me3: !!!

me1: Tense it up, I'm gonna punch this guy.
me2: Or at least yell at him.

me3: Maybe it's not worth it?
me1 & me2: WHAT?
me3: Maybe..well, we're tired, we just ran. Let's just forget it and get salad.

me1: Oh, she's turning toward him.
me2: Did we just shoot lasers out of our eyes or was that my imagination?
me3: We still have time we do NOT have to make eye contact.

[Makes eye contact]

me1: What the, wait..why can't I talk
me2: Why..wait...what the fuck?
me1 & me2 & me3: WE KNOW HIM!

[end internal dialogue]


And low and behold, it is Matt. My Nemesis. From work.

Apparently, he was already in his car when he had seen me and decided that he wanted to mess with me. Kudos to him. He was actually pretty proud of himself, asking "Did I get you?"

No blood was spilled tonight. It's his turf. And I wanted a salad.



Apparently my nemesis lives in the Marina.

Figures.

i love RENT

The original cast on stage with the last cast. =*(

hi.

I love my job. I really. really. Really. RLY do.

i hope they love me when they're sober.

friend: don
friend: t
friend: as
friend: kl
me: WHAT
me: are you drunk?
friend: don't ask dont tell
friend: hahah
me: hahhaha
friend: its dark
me: heh
friend: sorry
me: whatever
friend: i love you
me: haha
me: how drunk are you now
friend: shut up
friend: just a little

the joys of non-cubicle life

[Candice opens an evite]
[Kadecia pings Candice out of nowhere]

Kadecia: I'll go to that karaoke party with you!

me: what karaoke party?
me: are you looking over my shoulder?

Kadecia: I just see things

Iron Man Concept Art

I'm in love with Concept Art. I'm actually trying to become a better concept artist myself...I mean at one point it was exactly what I wanted to do with my life.

I have an issue of Imagine FX featuring this, but I haven't actually cracked it open. I love the movie, I finally saw it on DVD the other day. The last time I saw it was the midnight showing the thursday night before it opened..hehe.

Iron Man Design Art

random knowledge drop: Piggy Banks

I tend to look up random things when I'm either talking about it or get really curious about it.

I was curious about the origin of piggy banks.

Thank you wikipedia!

Interesting note, I did NOT realize that they weren't originally shaped like pigs. The term came from the clay that it was using, "pygg". It's like my eyes have been opened.

awww. Weatherman's on-air proposal.

So he works for a competing news station. The look on her face is priceless...like she somehow thinks he's on there to sabotage them.



Although I'm not your typical girl, I'm allowed to get all "awwwwww"-y when there's a proposal like this, okay?

What happened at the end of Trading Places?

I present to you, the tail end of what I do on my lunchbreak sometimes.

Trading Places
No, not the show about remodeling...
The Oscar Nominated badass 80s movie.

So, with the economy taking a downturn...I suddenly thought to myself "I wonder if anyone online can explain to me exactly what happened at the end of Trading Places

You know, the famous scene at the end where they somehow manage to become millionaires off of Orange Juice?

Thank god for the internet, 'cause this guy figured it out!!!

Trading Places: How Winthorpe and Valentine Pulled It Off

Pumpkin doesn't go with Tecate...

Dude, i swear to god some people are so creative.
This has to be one of the best jack-o-lanterns i have ever seen.

ome. "What if I'm not the hero, what if I'm the bad guy"

found out a lot of people are doing this online. It stands for "Oh My Edward".

Spoiler alert, if you're planning to read the book or are in the middle of it don't click this trailer, it gives away a lot.

Twilight HD Exclusive Trailer

Second-hand Dino Convo

My roomie Josh shared this little gem of an IM with me:

erik:
someone sent me a link once
i dunno if you saw it
it was a dude dressed as a terradactyle
basically dinosaur porn
josh:
what the
no I didn't see it
erik:
ITLL CHANGE YOUR LIFE

After doing some googling that I was afraid might not be safe for work (NSFW for all you kids that are "with it") I found this post

...the people on bodybuilding.com are weird.

Running!

Oh man. So I hated running before. I went out for the 4th time tonight and ran pretty hard...I'm getting better at it.

6:42 am = internal struggle.

So I ran last night (still a beginner). This caused me to fall into one of the deepest sleeps I've had in a long time.

I usually wake up at 7:15am to get to work, and I naturally woke up, groggily looked at my phone, and realized it was 6:42am.

I closed my eyes and this internal dialogue happened within the confines of my mind:

me1: F*CK it's 6:42!
me2: Is it really 6:42...are we dreaming again?
me3: Like that time that we overslept 'cause we totally dreamt we got ready and got on the bus?
me2: yeah I hate that. That's happened way too many times.
me1: SHUT THE F*CK UP, WE CAN STILL GO BACK TO SLEEP!
me2: Wait, I wanna make sure it's not 6:42 PM and we missed a whole day of work??
me3: OMIGOD did we do that did we do that double check double check!!!

[body opens eyes, checks cell phone time, affirms it with a look outside the window, and closes eyes]

me2: Yes. It's 6:42 am. We're good.
me1: WE STILL HAVE A HALF AN HOUR TO SLEEP GO BACK TO BED WE NEED THIS.
me3: ....well I think that our mind woke us up for a reason...
me2: Yeah! ...you wanna...go...running??! We've always wanted to try a morning r-
me1: NO! SHUT THE F*CK UP. WE ARE NOT F*CKING RUNNING.
me2: I'm just saying that maybe we should star-
me1: NOOOOOOOOOO.
GO.
TO.
SLEEP.
me2: ...
me3: ...
me1: !

me3: *I* thought it was a good idea...
me2: thanks..

me1: SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then I slipped back into sleep and woke back up at 7:35.

twilight saga

so just an update to this blog about my initial addiction


I finished all 4 of the books, and have even read the first chapter of the next manuscript that may or may not be happening. This thing has caused me to lose sleep and I've even dreamed about this book.

And I do not regret it one bit.

I can't wait for the movie. I will see this movie alone if I have to.

Terminator 4: Rise of the WiFi

Hotspots are dangerous.

me: if the wifi is on
me: it can look for it for a while
sister: oh, we better let dad know that
sister: how do i turn it off? i should check that
sister: i turned the wifi off
me: cool
sister: you know, that's how the machines take over the world in terminator
sister: you should always turn the wifi off

Detention is his Kryptonite.

Thanks to sid for this:
A super way to get detention





If High School Candice knew what 25-year old Candice knows now, I think I would have spent more time in detention and be proud of it...wasted years being a goodie-two-shoes.

search google back in '01

I can't sleep. So i've revived my comic (working on it, had to go to my hotmail account *shudder*)

But i found this beauty of a thing:
Search Google's Oldest Index

It's pretty cool. I searched my name and found some musical that i forgot i was in.

I also did a couple shitload of searches that would have meant nothing back then:
Myspace -making home improvements easier.
Facebook
wiki
flickr -internet freedom rally.
iPhone
youtube -i don't care how big you are now, that's gotta hurt on some level.
emo -there's an emo, ontario??
yelp -faq, how do i register my pet?
"social networking"
"miley cyrus"...yeah i really did that one...what was she, like...7 at the time?


On a more serious note, this index was done in January 2001, so I was curious about the following:
"September 11"

Interesting, huh? It's like a mini little geek time capsule.

heel-less shoes.

...why...?

I'm not talking about flats or Vans (my shoes of choice, really)...but I'm talking shoes that look like they have an invisible heel.

Now, my close friends prolly know me as a heel hater, I can't really walk in them, I've sprained both of my ankles so heels just suck for me anyway...

I'm into really cool matrixy futuristicky wear, but damn. This looks cool..I just ...i just...i think this might be setting us back some.

Here's someone else's blog on actually trying them on

MORNING AFTER EDIT:
So the more i think about it, the more pissed I get.
I mean, the thing is, people are paying top dollar for this..you know these things aren't cheap.
I believe that if you're going to make it harder to walk AND take an integral part of the shoe away (like the heel), it should be a lot cheaper. Then I might think about it. If you're gonna make me wear those shoes, I'll wear it if they're like...$10.

maybe i should suspend blogging...

SENTINEL EDITORIAL: Suspension

HAHAH

(thanks, Tim!)

Trust me, I've thought bout it everytime I check in...

THISISAWESOME
Gadgets to help you survive cheap hotel rooms

By the way, It can happen in expensive rooms too.

And btw>btw, I'm blogging a LOT today in between calls & paperwork & being sick. I think it's how I cope with stress.

WaMu

My friend Brendan made this:


http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=2116084

I love my friends.

We've all thrown a sheep, it's okay.

frame of reference: superpoke

me: there goes your theory
Kristin: defenestrated
me: what is that
Kristin: being thrown out of a window
Kristin: :-)
me: AH
Kristin: you want to hear something really embarassing
Kristin: i learned that word from superpoke
Kristin: SLIDE educated me
Kristin: dang
me: ...
Kristin: yeah
me: i didn't know that superpoke was also educational.
Kristin: it's bad
me: I just thought it was annoying.
Kristin: yeah, it IS! thats why i removed it from my applications, but not fast enough as I subsequently learned from it after doing a million retarded things to my friends....
Kristin: i hate that i ever used it
me: I think i maybe threw ONE sheep
me: maybe.
Kristin: :-) i think we all did

Nemesis note #1

I'm excited to share that I have a full-fledged nemesis at work now.

He left this on a bright green super post it note on my monitor:

Candice

I believe your character
is sub-par and your
manners are lacking.

Your #1 Nemesis,
Matt

I anticipate more. I've left him 2 notes, and this is his first one. He either left it when I was away from my desk or when I was sick.


So far he's one of the few people I know that can actually ninja up on me. And that scares me.


bring it.


END OF DAY EDIT:
I decided to take a quick snapshot of it on my webcam. It's real, people.

This probably would be something *I* would have started.

You ever feel so upset/angry/bored that all you wanted to do was take it out violently on something?

Are videogames not real enough, and are you already out of Ikea plates to smash?

You can pay to go and smash the shit out of things now. Here.

I really want to go to San Diego now. How badass would a smash trip on the way to Tijuana be?!

edit: apparently they offer discounts "We offer police, fire, military, student and senior discounts. Just remember to ask!*"

..I just imagined police officers shooting the shit out of plates.

identity crisis.

Berna's been worrying lately about whether or not she's a marina chick.

Berna: I *could* start working out at the Marina location
Berna:they have classes at 6am and shit
Berna: not that i'd necessarily GO at 6am
Berna: BUT
Berna: maybe in conjunction with my runs down there
Berna: i dunno
me: is the fact that it's in the marina and might turn you into a full fledged marina chick holding you back?
Berna: yeah kind of
Berna: i mean
Berna:the two gyms that are closest to me
Berna: are
Berna: Chestnut St (Marina)
Berna:AND
Berna: Alhamba (Russian Hill)
Berna: which is practically the same as the Marina.
Berna: GODDAMMIT I EVEN JOINED A MARINA-GIRL GYM!!!!!
me : i like to leave chat long enough to let you crumble down.

This is NOT a price mistake.

omgomgomg.

Unlike the Amazon price mistake that I talked about here, this is really the price.

The Optimus Maximus Keyboard is now available. At the hefty price of

$1,589.99, you can have 113 little geekasm-causing screens under your tiny little fingers.

Why the hell does it cost more than most laptops? I think thinkgeek puts it best:

Yep. Time to take a second mortgage on your home or break into your kid's college fund. .....this amazing keyboard features a tiny screen on each key... that's 113 screens in all. What can you do with these tiny screens, you ask? Well, each key can change its image dynamically depending on what you're doing. Hold down SHIFT and all keys go uppercase. Run Photoshop and you can set it so each hotkey has an image representing its function. Set a key to monitor your CPU usage or display what iTunes track you are currently playing...

You can also DEMO what it looks like, but you have to use your mere mortal keyboard and just imagine the awesome power under your fingers.

Just in case you don't believe me about the price, here's a screen cap of the price on thinkgeek.

What were you doing when you were 12?

This is kinda badass. Read the comments that the writer pulled to the top too, it clarifies some things.

William Yuan, a seventh-grader from Portland, OR, developed a three-dimensional solar cell that absorbs UV as well as visible light. The combination of the two might greatly improve cell efficiency. William's project earned him a $25,000 scholarship and a trip to the Library of Congress to accept the award, which is usually given out for research at the graduate level.12-year-old Revolutionizes the Solar Cell, Sep 2008

When I was 12, I think that I was reading vampire books and spending all my time on my computer.

Oh wait, that was last night too.

hmm.

sometimes i wonder if i blog everytime i get drunk so that in the future at an AA meeting I can have a clear, concise timeline of when everything went spiraling down.

47% of them still bought it.

My friend Ryan pointed this out to me and I had some time to waste so I screenshot it and wanted to share it with you folks:


Hmm. I wouldn't get a videogame for the same price as a Scion...especially when it's rated "E" for Everyone.

What is the sound of one slow hand typing?

I love tangents.

me: can you mix vodka INTO wine?
me: think about it.
kristin: i have...i don't htink it woudl be good at all
kristin: about as bad as my spelling in the last sentence
me: my right hand types way faster than my left hand
me: so atrocities such as htink and nad happen all the time
kristin: hmmmm, interesting, I always associated atrocities with bigger things like the holocaust and genocide...however misspellings have now entered this category....my world is upside down
me: ...
me: now you make me feel like i have no perspective
me: like i have one eye.
kristin: or one slow hand

A life without hate...

Everyone wants to be my nemesis for some reason...

coworker:
BUT I WANT A NOTE

Me:
that's why you wont get one

coworker:
oh.
=/

me:
fine
maybe
ill
do something

coworker:
send me dead flowers
i don't care
do something.
i feel so unloved
or... unhated.
hahaha

me:
you..*miss* having someone hate you?

coworker:
no... no one hates me

me:
wow, your life is hard.

'loft'y goal.

dude, i don't know what it is about this blog, but it makes me want to use really bad puns.

Anyway, I now have a loft bed. Technically i don't have a mattress but I have the frame up and ready to roll.

I've always wanted one ever since I was a kid, and I've always wanted to have on in an apartment on the mainland.

done. and done. and done.

Fuck yeah.

He aint got the "skills"

(fyi, Jae is a male.)

candice:
how late do you think it'll be going?

jae:
i'm guessing a little late

candice:
you know i only *just* learned how to smoke a cigar

jae:
WHOA
i mean whoa

candice:
i learned when i went to my best friend's bachelor party

jae:
i still don't know how to use a tampon



candice:
....i dont think that that's a skill you need...
...right?

jae:
er
guess not

candice:
...*guess*?

Addicted to Twilight

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't absolutely enthralled by this book, Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. I recently finished it on Saturday night on a train up to SF, and I had to buy the second book the next day.

It also doesn't help that it's a vampire book AND a romance book in one. I think it reminds me of something I would have been super obsessed about when I was 14, and that makes me like it even more.

The movie for the first book in the series comes out in November, and I am totally going to it, even if I have to go by myself.

They describe the main character, Edward, as being this really good looking, suave, beautiful man. They picked the right guy. It's not often that I read a book and picture characters and scenery the exact same way that the movie looks like it's going to.

This is one of those embarassing/proud moments for me.

Nine. Inch. Nails.

SRS.

I got to go to see NIN FOR FREE AND IN A BOX SEAT TONIGHT

I really want to give you more details but i am currently sloshed and need to sleep asap.

however,

they literally *rocked* my world because an earthquake happened near the beginning.

I really thought it was the bass, but no, it was an earthquake.

Oracle arena is strong.

more updates later i promise.

oh man.

oh man. oh man. Work paid for a night of drinking again.

oh man. oh boy. i got off the bus a stop early. still better than 3 stops later like that one time.

i dont even know how but i made dinner and i'm blogging.


hi.

"I'm married with 2 baby boys."

This is in direct relation to my previous post on the subject of social networking making me more aware of my friends spawning.

This time, it's not facebook, it's MySpace. Serious.

The girl that was my best friend in high school. The one that um..actually told me at one point
"I'm not a lesbian, but my girlfriend is" in all *seriousness*...
The girl that *I* used to think partied hard and crazy while high school candice was too goodie-two-shoes. (yes, there was a point)

*that* girl is now married with TWO babies. yes TWO.

Don't get me wrong I'm happy for her. but. damn. am i reaching that age? am i?

I need more wine.

One of the closest races in history, underwater

Discovered this on NBC:

The men's 4x100 relay entirely underwater.

Definitely a great race!

100th Blog post. Goals that I had in high school.

It's amazing to me that I actually stopped blogging to figure out what to write for a 100th one. I almost decided against overthinking it and just doing a drunk blog one night.

And then I realized I needed to write all of my goals down anyway...

When I was a teenager, I remember coming up with a long list of stuff i wanted to accomplish. I never actually wrote them all down in one place, but I had a mental scroll of things that I wanted to do. I wish I had actually written them all down, because a decade later I've done a bunch of them.

Some goals are small, stuff like "Dye my hair", other goals are much more lofty.

I'd like to quickly point out that this is not to brag, but to make myself realize that I can do a lot of shit, because i already have done a lot. Had I had a working list like this when I was 16, who knows what else I could have done. In fact, I know there's a lot I left off. I have to remember it.

The following are actually things I decided I wanted to achieve during my lifetime (decided while I was in high school or earlier)

✓: I've done it!
( additional information in parentheses )
No longer want to do, not probable.

• Win state championship in a sport/activity. ✓ (BMX)
  
• Direct a music video.✓ (well.not exactly, but I got to be the Art Director for a music video)
  
• Star in my own music video.
• Buy a car ✓
• Start a rock band ✓ (3, in fact..so far)
  
• Play a rock show ✓
• Color my hair. ✓
• Get a true mohawk (Yeah, no longer interested. Maybe a fauxhawk)
  
• Get my eyebrow pierced.
• Get a tattoo.
  
• Work for Pixar (Toy Story 2's fault)
• Get a Computer Science degree (Didn't happen, ended up getting an animation degree)
• Become a web designer ✓ (freelanced for a bit)
• Go to Stanford (I didn't even apply, not going there for grad school)
• Get accepted to a mainland school ✓
• Get scholarships ✓
• Graduate High School with Honors ✓ (Magna Cum Laude, bitches)
  
• Be Valedictorian/Salutorian (nope. couldn't compete with this girl that got 4.12)
  
• Become an ER Doctor
• Become an Orthopedic Surgeon
• Go to Medical School (These were more dreams of my father not me)
• Get into Mensa.
  
• Be able to see at least 7 moves ahead in Chess ✓
• Go to a protest ✓
• Perform music at a protest ✓
• March in a protest on the Capitol in Washington, D.C. ✓ (!!! College, for USSA "The students united will never be divided!"/"Education is a right, not just for the rich & white!")
• Work for a dotcom. ✓✓✓
• Get writings published ✓
• Learn how to swing dance ✓
• Become a Techno DJ
  
• Get artwork published. ✓
• Go to an S&M club ✓
• Go to a massive rave ✓
• Learn how to break dance
• Learn how to Taiko Drum (currently working on this)
• See a real dinosaur skeleton ✓ (Thank you, Smithsonian)
• See snow. ✓ (only happened in 2008)
• Snowboard ✓
  
• Fall in love ✓ (and fall i did)
  
• Run for class president and win ✓
• Backpack through Europe.
• Go to a Renaissance Faire
• Go to a Comic Book Convention ✓
• Go to a Convention in costume
  
• Take a roadtrip through the US
• Gamble in Vegas ✓
• Go to a concert. ✓
• Crowdsurf ✓
• Mosh. ✓
• Win concert tickets on the radio ✓ (4 times)
  
• Win a trip on the radio ✓ (Incubus in Vegas)
• Perform poetry @ an open mic ✓ (first time was in D.C.)
• Perform an original show I wrote. ✓
• Go to a Broadway Show in NYC
  
• See RENT ✓
• Live in a city. ✓
• Live in an apartment and have roommates ✓
• Own a loft.
  
• Go to an open audition for a musical/play and win a part ✓
• Perform a speech that is so moving and powerful that it makes people cry.
  
  
  
  
  AND THE BIG ONE THAT WAS MOST IMPORTANT TO ME IN HIGH SCHOOL:
  
• Get the hell off the rock ✓✓✓✓ (moved to the mainland in 2006)

An upcoming post will be all the stuff I wanted to do after I got to college and started shifting my focus in life. That will be later. For now, here is what I remember from High School. I'll prolly go back and edit this later.

I got 99 posts but but i aint bitchin in this one

So as I was starting this blog, which initially was going to be about an amazing act of kindness that Charles Barkley bestowed: Paying for his bus boy's tuition.

Well, right as I was about to start, my roommate knocks on my door. My old roommate (he moved out a few months ago) is standing in the hallway, along with a brother, a girlfriend, and a friend.

Well, I have to say, tonight has been a blast. As I type this, they're in the kitchen right now playing two guitars, a tamborine, and congo drums.

Ironically, they're not playing spoons.

I played the tamborine for a couple of songs, but decided that I needed to go to sleep.

In a ploy to get me to stay longer, my roommate improv'd a song about me.

It was funny and had no real content, but it still made me smile.


I love my SF Life, really, i do. This is what I dreamed about when I lived in Hawai'i. Random shit like this happening.


Although I do feel bad for Tobi who is trying to sleep...well all of us for that matter.

my aunt just friended me on facebook.

i dont know how i feel about it.
I mean I'm glad she's on Facebook...and my "friend" now =)

I think what's bugging me is that as a teenager, I felt like the Internet was MY domain (pun intended). Meaning that my mom and dad had no idea what the internet was, just that I spent all my time on it.

I went there to escape, and because of that became really good at computers, especially graphics and animation.

Now that I have family members infiltrating it, I think it's no longer this place of escapism.

I guess on a grander scale, it was never "mine" to begin with. It's not that I don't want to keep in touch with my family, I absolutely do, and without the Internet I wouldn't be able to be in touch with everyone.

It's just that the Internet obviously was much different in '96 when it was the World Wide Web and AOL keywords actually mattered. Like the WHOLE internet was like having your own MySpace group your parents know nothing about.

I wonder what's next? I wonder where teens are escaping into these days.

An outline of the night: gym then whiskey party

I'm too drunk to make coherent thoughts, so I thought i'd paint the night for you in an outline.

This is a beer bottle around a drunk outline:




This is my outline of the night:

• I made it to the gym again
  
  • The Van Ness location is definitely bigger than the Montgomery location, but...stranger.
    
  • They don't refill the soap enough in the showers.
  • ---They make sure that if it's refilled that the water doesn't work.
  • I played this situation in my head where this bitch came up to me in the
    locker room and said "You're not in shape, why are you here" and then I
    punched her and said "Why the fuck do you think I'm here, bitch". And then I couldn't go to that gym anymore.
    
    
• I got invited to a "whiskey party"
  
  • Adhering to a diet is rough at said whiskey party, when there is pizza.
  • It's rough to spell "rough" when drunk from whiskey party
  • It is entirely possible to NOT drink whiskey at a whiskey party and stick to
    wine.
  • When you're the first to leave they make you take a shot of vodka anyway,
    making the situation more uncomfortable fun.
  • There were badass ice spheres. So many dirty jokes were made about "cold balls" or "frozen balls" or "exploding balls"..you get the picture.
    
• The Journey home.
  
  • I was surprised I made it back exclusively by foot and by public transit. No need for cab when you have the WILL.
  • While walking and drunk, I can still talk to my little sister, and she knows I'm drunk, and I know I'm drunk, and it's all okay.
• Home
  
  • My roommates are up, when the trash doesn't need to be taken out, unlike LAST NIGHT.
    
  • I walk into a clean bathroom, ecstatic, I go to hug my bathroommate, only to find out that this romanian chick he's been hanging out with cleaned it out of fear for deportion oh shit um boredom..the goodness of her heart
  • Blogger has a WYSIWYG editor, and I had no idea.
    
  • Also, firefox recognizes WYSIWYG as a word, but spellchecks "firefox"
    

SF Rite of Passage: See the giants actually win!

First Giants game post.

So i went tonight for the second time..again on a whim 'cause a coworker had an extra ticket.

And this time they actually won!!!!!


It was pretty exciting, we arrived during the 5th inning 'cause we were um...preparing with some margaritas.

It was great, we go there, the giants were up 4-3..and then they let go of one..

So in the 8th inning, they got 2 runs, it was pretty exciting. Much better than the last time that ended up getting boring after you realized that they weren't going to win.


Next on the list: going to a game when they have the fireworks. I was a little disappointed that they didn't do the fireworks...how does that work anyway? I thought it was after everytime they win. I was wrong. Maybe it's a sellout + win?

Love is just a chemical equation

No but apparently that's what a couple of businesses are banking on. When you're looking for your soulmate, why rely on silly things like things you have in common, similar values, or chemistry...when you can use ACTUAL chemistry and break it down into science.

Welcome to a Brave New World..er..um.. Gattaca..wait. um.. "The Future of Love". (Yeah that sounds safe.)

Discover your "soul mate" on Genepartner.com

Actual quotes from the website:

...this formula we will determine the probability for a satisfying and long-lasting romantic relationship between two people.

This probability is highest when two people are genetically compatible.

As Techcrunch reported, they're not the FIRST ones to do it, just the cheapest.

At an introductory rate of $199 for a lifetime membership...it's actually much cheaper than something like match.com or eharmony.

If i had money, I'd look at it as an investment. I mean, one day we might have these things on iPhone v. 12.2...where it'll beep when your "soul mate" is walking next to you on Market Street.

That..would actually be pretty dope. I can see it now...
[ext San Francisco 2018]
Girl's iPhone v12.2 starts beeping like crazy.
Guy's iPhone v12.0 (aw sorry..he's behind on his hybrid car payments) starts beeping like crazy.

Girl: "Wow, 85% compatible!"
Guy: "Yeah, that's only 1% less than my ex girlfriend."
Girl: "Um. Yeah I can see your recent dating history right here..you're um..seem to be statistically 'compatible' with big breasted blondes?"
Guy: "Oh, yeah, I kind of gamed the system."
Girl: "Goodbye."

Okay, I don't know why I just went off on that. Oh well, I need to sleep.

Night ya'll!

emo cat.

since i got to go home early due to sickness & lack of voice. all i had to do all day was be emo. I really want this cat to be mine. Kinda reminds me of my sister's cat whom i've adopted. He's pretty emo, but he's blacker..like his soul.

A whole day without talking

Serious. Okay, so I probably uttered (painfully) about 5 sentences, max.

I've heard of a form of meditation where you don't talk to anyone for a whole day and see what that does to you, and unfortunately I woke up this morning without a choice.

I was hoping to wake up with at least the ability to speak, and when I was awoken by a phone call, I realized I couldn't even say "hello".

Freaked out considering that I have to work tomorrow, and that will be impossible without a voice, I made a conscious effort to not even try to talk today.

Here are some things I discovered about myself and others.

1. Since I don't know the real sign language, I made my own up. Here are some highlights:
- Devil Horns/Rock Hand = "Thank You"
- Middle finger = STFU/Stop teasing the fact that I can't talk/You suck.
- Hands together parallel to mouth- Done/Closed
- Salute = "will do"
- Self-Point = "I'm just like that"/"I agree"/"Give me some tea"
- Tapping of throat = "I can't answer your question, I'm mute right now"

2. People will totally talk themselves into a circle if you don't interrupt them with your own talking. Also, they think that you're bored/ignoring/mad if you don't respond, so I was definitely nodding my head alot.

3. Going to something like a ballet performance is prolly the best social thing you can do, since noone expects you to talk anyway.

4. I thought it was hilarious that these strangers sitting next to us think i'm "quiet" or "shy".

5. My friends are very helpful, like when they ask the waiter if they have honey for my tea for me. Or when they read my mind when I'm thinking "please don't touch my food..you didn't wash your hands".

6. You don't need to talk to dance. Although, I did miss my voice a lot when a song came on the radio that I wanted to belt out...

7. Getting someone else's blackberry to type my thoughts and frustrations out is a fast an efficient way to have a conversation. Writing a "IM" on a piece of paper is anything but instant.

8. My facial expressions are still pretty funny, and apparently I can get a lot across that way.

9. When my friends are talking about vibrators at a coffee shop, my facial expressions are even funnier, since I can't comment.

10. You can't put your foot in your own mouth if you can't talk!


So anyway, yeah freaked out about work, I've drank a lot of tea/hot water..and I'm hoping/praying/going to sacrifice a little cute animal that I can speak when I wake up tomorrow...

SF Rite of Passage: Stern Grove

So I got to go to Stern Grove finally. Here's one of the many snaps I took of Alonzo King's Lines Ballet company's performance. It was pretty amazing, and one of the only times I'll probably be able to snap so many pictures of a professional ballet company without getting escorted out of the venue. They were accompanied by Sax extraordinaire Pharoah Sanders, who got to play with Coltrane back in the day!

Got a pretty sweet hookup for Berna's birthday, got to actually sit in one of the coveted picnic table seats.


I couldn't talk the whole time, and that's in the next blog.

Batman through the ages

Batman vs. Batman vs. Batman vs. The Dark Knight
A pretty cool article from the Los Angeles Times that compares the Batman films in 8 different categories. I agree with most of it. There also aren't any spoilers for The Dark Knight, since this was published before it was released.

I have "lost" my voice again

Well not *lost* 'cause that would be devastating, seeing as it's my money maker.

No, I've actually experienced extreme vocal fatigue.

After googling extensively, apparently it happens to a lot of people who's job it is to talk..i.e. me.

Although this action-packed weekend hasn't helped much.

So i guess it's time to bring out the violin, 'cause it's because I'm having so much fun that my voice is "gone". I'm gonna go back to Thursday to explain..

Thursday day- talk for a living.
Thursday night- Boys Like Girls concert, jumping around and screaming for 2 hours.

Friday day- already feeling the onset of it, but still had to talk for a living.
Friday night- Berna's bday party, loud bar, yelling to have people hear me
Friday late night- Premiere of The Dark Night @ Kabuki, pre-bar talks, "whoo hooing" every now and then during actual movie.

Saturday morning- Went to Santa Cruz (definitely more about this momentous occasion later), rode roller coaster, screamed the entire time, tried to hold it inside, but couldn't...so my voice was essentially gone at this point.
Saturday day- Walking around santa cruz, talking, laughing...no tea places on the boardwalk.
Saturday night- finally get some tea...thanks roomie.
Saturday late night- Goth Swing Dance birthday party, had to explain several times that I lost my voice, I'm sure that killed it.

Sunday extreme early morning- drinking tea again...

I'm just going to learn sign language tonight so I can communicate with people tomorrow at a concert i'm going to >.<

Oh man. Let me tell you how much of a relief it is to be communicating through my keyboard right now...