August 26, 2009

  • Entry 254: It's Never Too Late


    "It is never too late to be what you might have been."
    - George Eliot

    I'm riding a wave of motivation. Changing habits. Changing behavior. This momentum was built all built from my pre-30s. Spurred along with many a tough decisions. Some decisive moments were only relevant to that point in time. Others will take a few months to pan out. But they all relate to an image of myself I want to craft.

    I have a picture in my head.

    I own my own home. I am healthy and fit, stable in my finances. I have learned to truly love again with a wonderful girlfriend with whom I'm planning a great future together with.

    My relationship with my family has improved. Especially now that I helped shape part of the way of life I want for my mom (aunt). I'm encouraging my aunt to be that better person. I'm helping my cousins grow up well as they march into adulthood, giving them the benefit of knowledge I wish I had.

    In my career I am a manager who gains positive working relations through hard work and proven positive results. I build this trust so that I can effectively advocate for those who work for me that need their voice to be heard. Outside of work I also stick up for those I care about. I won't stay quiet when I heard someone speak ill of any good friend of mine or anyone I love.

    That's who I want to be. It's realistic. It's the living image this artist is crafting.

August 11, 2009

  • Entry 253: The Rabbit

    I sang to a rabbit.

    Drove back home from a late night at work. Parked my car and walked over to the stairs leading up to my apartment when I saw a rabbit resting on the patch of grass a few steps afar. That's odd. It didn't jump away when I approached. Almost as if it was waiting for me.

    I reached for my phone to get a picture before it went away, and just then I noticed that the time was 11:58 PM. Is this a sign? It's two minutes until my thirtieth birthday. Hmm... I snapped a picture, and just stared at the rabbit. Pondering what message it was trying to convey to me. I thought back to the important things I said wanted to accomplish up to this point. I felt at peace.

    I looked back at my phone. 12:00 AM. A car parked in the lot just outside the gate, and a gentleman walked toward the building. I decide to check my mail for a quick bit. I went over to open my mailbox just as the man strolled across the stairway entrance over toward the adjacent buildings further down. I close the mailbox and walk back toward the stairway entrance.

    The rabbit was still there, tho it moved a little closer, possibly to avoid the traffic of the earlier pedestrian. It's right underneath the small tree now. I gazed at it's elegant form under the lamplight, with a touch of moonlight. You'll keep me company for just a short while? Okay. Hey, why don't I sing you a song?

    I pulled out my iPod, set up my ear buds and instantly flipped to piece I wanted. Zeeza.

    Don't you ever lose your smile
    Don't let them fade away style
    When a birthday comes around another year...

    The rabbit's ears twitched a little when I first start to whisper the lyrics. It seemed slightly startled to hear my voice transition into a tune. But soon eases up. So I sang. I sang to the rabbit.

    And don't you ever lose your sheen
    'Cause your soul is still seventeen
    'Cause in the heart nothing changes our dreams

    So go on and live for today

    Don't let time push you away
    And greet this gentle holiday as just another candle burning away
    Happy birthday.... happy birthday... happy birthday... to you

    Yes. That's how I welcomed the third decade of my life.

July 29, 2009

July 12, 2009

  • Entry 250: First Post to Rocketboom

     

    I wrote a post to Rocketboom, and interestingly enough it drew a response from them. Their staff seems super cool. It's not surprising that I like their program.


    long time viewer. first time poster.

    just wanted to say… whoever's idea it was do this ep in this way, thank you. i had serious considerations of cancelling my subscription if not for this. i absolutely loved joanne and felt betrayed (not in her leaving) but for the lack of communication around it. ironic that a news program left us in the dark for so long.

    also ironic is how ppl compared joanne to amanda… much the same way molly is compared to joanne. it’s horribly unfair to make comparisons like that. you have your own unique element to offer. it’s beautiful, so i won’t be hung up on the differences. change happens. anyways, thanks for this small gesture to help keep faith in rocketboom. it shows you're trying.

    joanne, we miss you dearly. molly, we welcome you wholeheartedly.


    Hey Jimmy.

    I just wanted to say thank you so much for your comment.  Even though we get a ton of feedback on each episode, it's gestures like this that make it easy for us to keep going, unexpected (and uncontrollable) changes be damned.

    We're excited about Molly and Ella and everything we think that they bring to the show.  I hope you'll soon feel the same.

    -kc.

     

June 26, 2009

  • Entry 245: Set Nothing

    last night was royally shitty. late work session with rest of the team. left office at 3am. not fun.
    goal: don't set one.

June 20, 2009

  • Entry 239: Beer is Living Proof

    "Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." - Benjamin Franklin

    Goal for today. Get smashed.

    Quick addition after first post: Actually it would suck if I forget this. Add to goal for the day. Call Dad on Father's Day. They're a day ahead.

June 19, 2009

  • Entry 238: Let It Go

    Fuck it. I started the day out optimistic and shit.

    But the day wore on and exhausted the hell out of me.

    I still managed to get through some parts with grace and humor.

    But I'm tired exhausted and have an intense loathing for someone.

    Goal for today. Let it go.

    VPN doesn't work. May have been careless in with passcode and locked myself out.

    Sucks.

June 18, 2009

  • Entry 237: Today I Have Given All That I Can Give


    Pimp Daddy
    :  today i have given all that i can give.  that which i have saved, i've lost forever
    -company gunnery srg

    Sugar Daddy:  ah. great quote. i remember you mentioning that.

    Pimp Daddy:  gunnery srgt mckenna
    what's going on dude
    i picked up a couple of life lessons there
    good stuff
    i'm doing a lot of traveling this summer jimmy

    Sugar Daddy:  i'm going to steal that quote.

    Pimp Daddy:  just did a trip to new hampshire/maine for remote camping....gonna go to houston and then to canada for more camping and from there back to boston where i'll meet up with you for more canada fun

    Sugar Daddy:  lots of traveling is a good thing

    Pimp Daddy:  then i got vietnam later on in the year
    take it; it's for you to use
    i'm gonna use it more often...apply it

    The goal I set for myself today was to respond to all email addressed to me specifically that came in throughout the workday, and sort/respond to all the postal mail I get today. The email one is harder than one thinks, especially when you get unexpected ones like requests from friends asking about VP positions at your work. So my scorecard so far for my daily goals... 80% success.

    But I do feel I gave all I can give today. It was only that first day that was a blemish in my record. Working toward 100 my friends. Working toward 100.

June 16, 2009

  • Entry 235: Chairlift and Squirrels

    It's sad really... really really sad. My entire day was defined by a song.

    Yes, I had the song Bruises by Chairlift playing in my head all day. And it's all because of this blasted video about two squirrels. It's so cute that it can't be helped.

    It's probably more well known because of the Apple Nano commercials:

    I actually think it's quite a coincidence that the group "Chairlift" and the song name "Bruises" fits the squirrel video very very very well. I feel a bit sorry that all of the YouTube videos of Chairlift's song got bombarded all over by comments about squirrels. I'm sure the band is cursing those friggin cute squirrels, for they will forever live in infamy linked to that song.

    Similar to one hit wonders, and show tunes... Dontcha you think it's tragic that some songs are known more for what they are paired with (commercials, show scenes, dance moves) than for the music itself?

    Goal for today will start in now. Been working on my couch the past 3 weeks straight falling asleep there. Bad habit. Tonight will be first night in a while I'll actually sleep at a decent hour... and in my bed. Nite!

June 15, 2009

  • Entry 234: Be Zen

    We'll keep this one short and sweet.

    MJ, a coworker, told me today "You're so bad at lying" after I sort of told the truth. It's funny as I agree that I'm a horrible liar. Don't have enough practice.

    The statement was related to an office prank. Essentially I came up with part of the idea and designed and printed out about 18 pages of image segments. When you put these printouts together, you get a giant sized face of a very humorous character. (By the way... our team has a very lively work atmosphere, and it's also reflected in our nicknames for each other.) Sometimes when people leave for vacation over long periods they come back with a surprise. In this case it my boss Kaboodles. Sheriff and CJ posted up the printouts and added a message last week while he was gone. All I said was "I played no part in putting that up." Which is technically true since I didn't put it up. But I couldn't wipe the smile off my face when I said it. I was knowingly involved in its creation and could not hide it.

    Came back from work and noticed a car with the license plate of "BEE ZEN". I didn't really think twice until I realized that it probably meant "Be Zen" like a call to action to have a meditative mind. Then it struck me. That's my name... or rather it's phonetically identical to my Cantonese name... and that's pretty cool.

    Yesterdays goal came up short. Today's goal got pushed back since I was too busy at work. Wow I hope this doesn't become a habit. <Shake it off> Come on brotha. You're betta than that.