right by people, which left me pretty much at home watching bad tv and bumming around. Surprisingly enough you can still get sick by doing nothing. Germs really don't take vacations. All this is to say, spring break sucked, and now I'm sick and might not update as much this week, or till I recover. Thanks for understanding.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Adventures of the Human Snot Rocket
I'm sick. It sucks really. After a rather uneventful week, I finished off Spring break '08 by getting a cold. All week I was getting blown off left and right by people, which left me pretty much at home watching bad tv and bumming around. Surprisingly enough you can still get sick by doing nothing. Germs really don't take vacations. All this is to say, spring break sucked, and now I'm sick and might not update as much this week, or till I recover. Thanks for understanding.
right by people, which left me pretty much at home watching bad tv and bumming around. Surprisingly enough you can still get sick by doing nothing. Germs really don't take vacations. All this is to say, spring break sucked, and now I'm sick and might not update as much this week, or till I recover. Thanks for understanding.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
After these messages...
Sorry for the lack of updates this week. Things are kind getting crazy with the archery team as we're gearing up for Western Regionals and trying to get uniforms done before then. Also Easter break is on it's way and I'm trying to plan some stuff for that as well. I'll be back next week with a post about my adventures and hopefully some videos or pictures you can enjoy as well. But until then. Just hang tight and we'll be right back!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
A Question of Etiquette
If I see a photo with a friend of mine up on a Mini Feed in Facebook, but I don't know the person who took the picture, is it rude to comment on their picture? Is it rude to comment to my friend, via the picture taken from a photographer that I don't know?
In my opinion I find it quite weird when people comment TO people in my pictures. Not all together rude, but still rather strange. I feel that if you are to comment about someone's picture, it should be directed to the person who posted the picture. Granted the person tagged, would receive a notice that you posted a comment on a picture that they're in, and I suppose you'd want them to receive your message in some sort of context, but still I find it slightly inappropriate. Perhaps its not as big a deal if you know the post-er, however I would find it incredibly odd if someone who I was not friends with or even knew posted on my pictures, and to top that off, direct their comment at the person in my photos. Honestly it's not that big of an issue, but I just wanted to see what you guys thought about it.
"And now a question of etiquette, as I pass you do I give you the ass or the crotch"-Tyler Durden, Fight Club.
In my opinion I find it quite weird when people comment TO people in my pictures. Not all together rude, but still rather strange. I feel that if you are to comment about someone's picture, it should be directed to the person who posted the picture. Granted the person tagged, would receive a notice that you posted a comment on a picture that they're in, and I suppose you'd want them to receive your message in some sort of context, but still I find it slightly inappropriate. Perhaps its not as big a deal if you know the post-er, however I would find it incredibly odd if someone who I was not friends with or even knew posted on my pictures, and to top that off, direct their comment at the person in my photos. Honestly it's not that big of an issue, but I just wanted to see what you guys thought about it.
"And now a question of etiquette, as I pass you do I give you the ass or the crotch"-Tyler Durden, Fight Club.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Pet Peeve # 97: The 5 Minute Lag
It happens too frequently. I had just finished a great lunch at, lets just say Chipotle (back when they used to give free sodas to students). Being Asian I'd always try to finish at least two cups of pop, to get my moneys worth. I had finished my quota and figured I should visit the WC before heading out and do a bit of shopping. I filled my cup once more, and took off on the rest of my day. I browsed a bit while finishing off the last of my drink. Tossed the cup and continued on my way. And then it happened.
Not more than 5 mins from the point that I either leave the restaurant or finish my last drink, I'll have to go to the bathroom again. What is that? I think the worst part is that I had already taken the preemptive measures by going to the bathroom before leaving. But no matter what for some reason I'll have to go again in little under 5 mins.
Due to the frequency that this occurs I've started to pick up on some patterns. 1) If I don't go before leaving the restaurant I won't have to go for at least a few hours. 2) The first trip is oddly shorter than the second. And lastly, Coke gives a slightly shorter lag time, than Sprite.
Now don't get the wrong idea, I don't have a tiny bladder, or some weird disorder where I can't hold it. I can hold it with the best of them. And though I haven't figured out exactly why this happens, I chalk this stupid phenomenon up to the fact that the drinks aren't getting together before asking to leave. I figure the first round goes down faster and gets impatient waiting for round two. Now if round two would just shave a couple mins off their time, or round one would increase their patience by, oh I don't know lets pick a random time, maybe 5 mins, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Not more than 5 mins from the point that I either leave the restaurant or finish my last drink, I'll have to go to the bathroom again. What is that? I think the worst part is that I had already taken the preemptive measures by going to the bathroom before leaving. But no matter what for some reason I'll have to go again in little under 5 mins.
Due to the frequency that this occurs I've started to pick up on some patterns. 1) If I don't go before leaving the restaurant I won't have to go for at least a few hours. 2) The first trip is oddly shorter than the second. And lastly, Coke gives a slightly shorter lag time, than Sprite.
Now don't get the wrong idea, I don't have a tiny bladder, or some weird disorder where I can't hold it. I can hold it with the best of them. And though I haven't figured out exactly why this happens, I chalk this stupid phenomenon up to the fact that the drinks aren't getting together before asking to leave. I figure the first round goes down faster and gets impatient waiting for round two. Now if round two would just shave a couple mins off their time, or round one would increase their patience by, oh I don't know lets pick a random time, maybe 5 mins, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Cash Munny Millionaire
I love toys. That's probably not a surprise to anyone that knows me well. Each of my desks, be they at my apartment or my home has little figures on them. Recently I've really gotten into the vinyl toy scene. Since first seeing the Munnys I've wanted one. However at 25 bucks a piece they seemed a bit too expensive. On a recent trip to Urban Outfitters I discovered they were now selling mini Munnys at a slightly more reasonable $10. I've had this little guy for a month now and I'm quite afraid to do anything to him, out of fear that I'll mess him up. So for that reason, he's stayed clean white.
I recently got some inspiration after dropping by three locations which had these vinyl toys and decided as of now he'll stay clean, but I'll just add things to him. And so here's my attempt at making a Munny trucker hat.
Say hello to my little friend. I haven't come up with a name for him yet, but here you can see the progression of how I built his hat. Constructed of only 3x5 cards, tape, a marble pouch and paint. Took me maybe 2 1/2 hrs to do it, seeing as I couldn't figure out the way the bill curved. It's supposed to be a rising sun that changes into flames, but it was really late so it didn't turn out the way I thought it would. Oh well. Enjoy the pictures.
I recently got some inspiration after dropping by three locations which had these vinyl toys and decided as of now he'll stay clean, but I'll just add things to him. And so here's my attempt at making a Munny trucker hat.
Say hello to my little friend. I haven't come up with a name for him yet, but here you can see the progression of how I built his hat. Constructed of only 3x5 cards, tape, a marble pouch and paint. Took me maybe 2 1/2 hrs to do it, seeing as I couldn't figure out the way the bill curved. It's supposed to be a rising sun that changes into flames, but it was really late so it didn't turn out the way I thought it would. Oh well. Enjoy the pictures.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Pet Peeves List #195: Bad Drivers
Being a Californian who loves both the beach and the mountains, I've clocked many hours in my car. Within the 6 year that I've been driving I've seen a lot of bad driving. I live in LA County and go to school in Orange County. These two counties, though separated by nothing but a invisible line, have an over abundance of bad drivers, but with very different driving styles.
Orange County is where I've encountered the over overconfident drivers who think they own the road. I've never seen so many vanity plates or raised trucks before going to school down south. The trucks are massive, about the height of a house, however despite their large "off roading" tires and massive lifts, I'm willing to bet that at least half of these things have never so much as touched anything but asphalt or ever had a hitch attached to them. They're loud, obnoxious, and impractical. To top it off they tend to be driven by 1) tiny O.C. mom's or 2)Brahs*. Just today as I was driving to a store I saw the craziest move I've seen this year, for the sake of simplicity I'll call the trucks involved t1 and t2. T1 was traveling on the same road as I was and t2 was attempting to make a right turn into our street. T2 saw t1 coming down the street and dashes out to make the turn and get in front of t1. In doing so he almost side swipes t1. Clearly t2 is in the wrong. All three of us are then stopped at the intersection by the red light, and then it happened. T2 started honking at t1. He was laying on the horn pretty good and began to move left (crossing the double yellow) and shoots through the intersection and makes his left turn, all while the light was still red. The driver of t1 looked in his rear view mirror, with a look of shock,amazement and utter disbelief. I could see him mouthing, "WTF," over and over again. Literally 10 seconds later the left turn arrow turned green. It's drivers like T2 that also blaze down the roads at break neck speeds.
You see in the OC the speed limits are quite a bit higher than in LA County. The average residential street brushes up against 40 MPH, with most major roads at least at 45. However the speed limit is not the only thing that promotes high speed driving. The lanes are also a decent size wider than in LA county. The added speed and wider lanes give OC drivers the illusion of superiority, however in overall skill I believe, no I know, LA drivers are far better. How do I know this? Like I said I've clocked a lot of hours and at random points in the semester I'll stay down in Orange County for a few weeks on end and return home to LA county. When I get back to LA county with the smaller streets and different road conditions, I found I had lost the LA driver edge I had before.
LA county drivers are bad in a different way. Upon coming home from school within the first 10-15mins of crossing back into LA county I'll be cut off at least once. I attribute this, not to over zealousness, or arrogance, but rather sheer lack of attention. LA drivers love to multi task. Cell phones, make up, food, I've even seen reading. It seems the dynamics of LA play into this a lot, particularly in San Gabriel Valley, which has mainly an Asian population. Being an Asian driver myself, I can say this without feeling like a racist. Asian drivers as a whole aren't bad, especially the younger Asians, after all if you're going to invest a few grand into your rice rocket, you'd better know how to drive it. But really it's the older Asians who give us the stereotype of the horrible Asian driver. I live in a rather well off neighborhood where the cars often range in the $50's and up. Often times while at home, I'll be stuck behind a Mercedes SLK 55 AMG doing 25 in a 35MPH zone, and more often than not, the driver is a little old Asian lady. The true reasoning behind this is not only the Asian's more reserved attitude, but also the fact that many of these Asians came from over seas where they don't really drive unless they came from money, which most don't and thus driving a two ton killing machine is quite daunting. Regardless of the social-economical reasoning, we were talking in class the other day about there-ought-to-be-a-laws, and my law was simply as follows:
If you drive a better (and by better I mean more expensive with more features or horsepower) car than my Volvo S40 and I have to tailgate you, while you travel 5 or more miles below the speed limit, for more than 2 miles, we must then both pull over. Get out of our respective cars, and exchange keys. The point is this, if you drive a car that has two to three hundred horses under the hood, and you never take more than 10 out of the stable, you should not be spending 50-60 thousand dollars on those extra ponies. Invest in something else, like a chauffeur.
Spending so many hours driving around southern California, I've developed a very short fuse when it comes to bad drives, and that's why #195** is dedicated to the bad driver.
*Brah-(pronounced bra) Short for braddah or brother. Refers to those guys who wear SKIN, drive huge yet shiny and unscratched trucks and calls everyone bros. Think white fratboy. My apologies to all those from Hawaii, but SoCal Brah's have acquired your slang and turned it into this.
** The numbers aren't literal, but quite arbitrary, so if you're not diggin' this Pet Peeves series, don't worry there's not 194 more to go.
Orange County is where I've encountered the over overconfident drivers who think they own the road. I've never seen so many vanity plates or raised trucks before going to school down south. The trucks are massive, about the height of a house, however despite their large "off roading" tires and massive lifts, I'm willing to bet that at least half of these things have never so much as touched anything but asphalt or ever had a hitch attached to them. They're loud, obnoxious, and impractical. To top it off they tend to be driven by 1) tiny O.C. mom's or 2)Brahs*. Just today as I was driving to a store I saw the craziest move I've seen this year, for the sake of simplicity I'll call the trucks involved t1 and t2. T1 was traveling on the same road as I was and t2 was attempting to make a right turn into our street. T2 saw t1 coming down the street and dashes out to make the turn and get in front of t1. In doing so he almost side swipes t1. Clearly t2 is in the wrong. All three of us are then stopped at the intersection by the red light, and then it happened. T2 started honking at t1. He was laying on the horn pretty good and began to move left (crossing the double yellow) and shoots through the intersection and makes his left turn, all while the light was still red. The driver of t1 looked in his rear view mirror, with a look of shock,amazement and utter disbelief. I could see him mouthing, "WTF," over and over again. Literally 10 seconds later the left turn arrow turned green. It's drivers like T2 that also blaze down the roads at break neck speeds.
You see in the OC the speed limits are quite a bit higher than in LA County. The average residential street brushes up against 40 MPH, with most major roads at least at 45. However the speed limit is not the only thing that promotes high speed driving. The lanes are also a decent size wider than in LA county. The added speed and wider lanes give OC drivers the illusion of superiority, however in overall skill I believe, no I know, LA drivers are far better. How do I know this? Like I said I've clocked a lot of hours and at random points in the semester I'll stay down in Orange County for a few weeks on end and return home to LA county. When I get back to LA county with the smaller streets and different road conditions, I found I had lost the LA driver edge I had before.
LA county drivers are bad in a different way. Upon coming home from school within the first 10-15mins of crossing back into LA county I'll be cut off at least once. I attribute this, not to over zealousness, or arrogance, but rather sheer lack of attention. LA drivers love to multi task. Cell phones, make up, food, I've even seen reading. It seems the dynamics of LA play into this a lot, particularly in San Gabriel Valley, which has mainly an Asian population. Being an Asian driver myself, I can say this without feeling like a racist. Asian drivers as a whole aren't bad, especially the younger Asians, after all if you're going to invest a few grand into your rice rocket, you'd better know how to drive it. But really it's the older Asians who give us the stereotype of the horrible Asian driver. I live in a rather well off neighborhood where the cars often range in the $50's and up. Often times while at home, I'll be stuck behind a Mercedes SLK 55 AMG doing 25 in a 35MPH zone, and more often than not, the driver is a little old Asian lady. The true reasoning behind this is not only the Asian's more reserved attitude, but also the fact that many of these Asians came from over seas where they don't really drive unless they came from money, which most don't and thus driving a two ton killing machine is quite daunting. Regardless of the social-economical reasoning, we were talking in class the other day about there-ought-to-be-a-laws, and my law was simply as follows:
If you drive a better (and by better I mean more expensive with more features or horsepower) car than my Volvo S40 and I have to tailgate you, while you travel 5 or more miles below the speed limit, for more than 2 miles, we must then both pull over. Get out of our respective cars, and exchange keys. The point is this, if you drive a car that has two to three hundred horses under the hood, and you never take more than 10 out of the stable, you should not be spending 50-60 thousand dollars on those extra ponies. Invest in something else, like a chauffeur.
Spending so many hours driving around southern California, I've developed a very short fuse when it comes to bad drives, and that's why #195** is dedicated to the bad driver.
*Brah-(pronounced bra) Short for braddah or brother. Refers to those guys who wear SKIN, drive huge yet shiny and unscratched trucks and calls everyone bros. Think white fratboy. My apologies to all those from Hawaii, but SoCal Brah's have acquired your slang and turned it into this.
** The numbers aren't literal, but quite arbitrary, so if you're not diggin' this Pet Peeves series, don't worry there's not 194 more to go.
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