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Thursday, September 30, 2004
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Traffic now a days have gotten out of control. I am spending way too much time going 2 miles an hour. I'm really contemplating the 6am commute again.
I was just thinking and this came to mind... One of the worst movies ever: Batman Forever The cast involved: Val Kilmer, Nichole Kidman, Jim Carrey, Tommy Lee Jones... all of which have established pretty good reputations in Hollywood and other facets of Acting. WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?! I blame it on the director: Joel Schumacher. He definitely can't blame it on the actors... well, I guess you can. But still, no matter how many more great films Joel will make (was PhoneBooth good?)... he will always be remembered in my book as the one who spawned: Batman Forever. I remember one time where Chris O'Donnell as Robin, says to batman, "Holy Rusted Metal Batman".... yes yes, the "Holy something something..." line that Robin is known for saying at least once in the old school episodes of TV Batman (He's also known for his gayish Red, Green, and Yellow suit). Anyhow, after Robin says "Holy rusted metal Batman"... Batman is puzzled.. "what?" In which Robin replies, "No, look. It's Holey Rusted Metal Batman"... pointing at the ground they are standing on which was Rusted and had corrosion holes in it. =\ 2 more days...
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Just two more work days till I'm on vacation for a full week. But as it is now... seems like I'll be busier than ever next week doing other work besides work. Right now, I'm thankful for all I've got.
I wish for more time but I know that one day, I'll wish for it to slow down. Today, I went to lunch with Robin today... and came to appreciate him as a friend. Although we are so different in character and taste, I appreciate his head capacity. His ability to grasp concepts which are beyond most. I've concluded that most people can't juggle enough concepts to compile or cummilatively understand a greater concept. Many concepts require these kinds of compilations to make sense. For example, here's a simple one: The validity of truth. Truth, is it subjective or objective? To acknowledge that Truth is subjective is to say that there is no absolute. The instance a statement of absolute becomes established.... the theory of subjective truth is debunked. So in order for that statement to hold merit, it must maintain that there is no instance of absolute truth. This is self-defeating in that, the statement itself is an absolute statement. Understand? Good. Retirement
With my truck paid off now and with an excess of 70,000 miles under it's belt... I am now retiring it from helping people move.
Retired in: SEPT of 2004. Indian Food
Dang, I'm so annoyed.
BTW, Indian food is pretty nasty. I can see why people would love it though. It was definitely, "not-terrible" going down... even good. But yeah, there is no way I will make an effort to have Indian food again. So far, on the list of "I don't wanna eat these foods again" are: Fridays!
Friday, September 24, 2004
Good morning! Indeed it is. The breeze in the air is like a small kiss. I like it.
I really like these Jeans I bought. Jay and Silent Bob's Comic Book Store
So a comic book store owned by Kevin Smith (aka Silent Bob) opened up in Westwood. My coworker Robin, being the geek that he is... wanted to go buy some comic books there. The store was nice but had an over abundance of Jay and Silent Bob memorabilia (I had not realized it was owned by them till later). I thought it was odd.
However, the oddest thing about the store... actually the funniest thing about the store was the "Return Policy" on the receipt. Nice! Madonna and New York
Madonna gave a speech a few days ago in Israel.
Jon Stewart of "The Daily Show" gave the story some air time. :) Madonna goes on to say that "To be perfectly honest, I was a bit hesitant to come here (Israel) after seeing so many news reports about terrorist attacks and reading travel warnings about how dangerous it is for Americans here. "I realize now it's no more dangerous to be here than in New York." There was a slight pause as the clip stopped. Then Jon Stewart yells, "We need to get the hell out of New York!" batch 81
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Quizno's Batch 81 Sauce kicks arse. If you have not tried it yet... go to Quiznos now! NOW!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!
I'm taking a week off sometime soon. I requested some vacation time so I can do nothing. Yay! Today is Bobo's birthday. I wrote something nice for him in the card. Something along the lines of, "I hope this upcoming year brings you great happiness..." something like that. It was hard... but I think I really mean it. Shifting gears a little.......... With all the crap happening around the world right now, it's still hard to make it personal. I know that Sept 11th was personal for me. After that crazy day back in 2001, there were so many things said on the internet. A lot of insensitive things like, "The US had it coming... they deserved it. Afterall, they go kill innocent people all the time... blah blah blah." I think no matter the nation, how cruel they may be directly or indirectly, deserves a "9/11". And yet, I can understand how impersonal it was for them. In the midst of all that's going on in Iraq and Iran and North Korea (to name only a few), I still go out and have my cheeseburger with extra cheese. I only pay attention when it's thrown in my face. To me, that is a form of insensitivity as well. As I am enjoying the safety in my air-conditioned office, that British hostage is counting the minutes till when that sharp blade with meet the back of his neck. Britney Spears is off getting married and turning more and more into a self-absorbed psycho, Michael Jackson is contemplating what he's gonna do if all the "other kids" come forward, I'm thinking my lust for guitars is equal to many people's lust for women, someone is having a baby and wondering who the father is, someone just tripped in front of the girl he was trying to impress, someone is praying to God after a near death experience with a car accident. Why should I care? Why? I just want to take a vacation. Take a vacation... while some are just trying to survive. It's all relative. If I was in the thick of dodging bullets and ambushes, I wouldn't be thinking of a vacation either... I'd be thinking on the best way to survive or the quickest and most honorable way to die. I wouldn't be thinking of how I need to get the nut on my Les Paul replace because there is a buzz on the D string... But as it is... I'm thinking that there has to be someone out there that can custom make a Gibson SG... That is Sean Woolstenhulme playing his '64 Gibson SG Special when he was with Lifehouse. I found one of those on Ebay... going for $3500. Ironic since the Special at the time was a "budget line Gibson SG". Lifehouse is back
Monday, September 20, 2004
They are back. Minus one Sergio and Sean. Booo. I knew Sean left anyways... but man, I'm just excited they're back... after a long hiatus. New stuff sounds good.
Cha Cha Chicken
For lunch, I trekked to the beach for a few minutes. I miss having free time to do absolutely nothing. To be bored out of my mind. Having difficulty to decide on going to the beach, going to the gym to work out, or actually working. My lack of self-time has caused me to evaluate my life and where I stand at the moment.
I'm quite happy with where I'm at... but at the same time, I feel ambitious... ambitious but sort of lazy to initiate. I'm loyal, but maybe because I'm just too lazy to reach out and grab more enticing offers. This has caused a ripple in my thinking. I want to go to the beach several more times before summer's end. I want to apply for a new job without a resume. I want to be hired without an interview... and offered twice as much as I ask. I want to marry soon without the obligation of buying a diamond ring. I want to have the knowledge of studying 10,000 books without reading them. I want to shred guitar like Steve Vai but be innovative like Kirk Cobain in his time. I want a perfect body without working out. I want this stupid client to trust the designer. ahhh, but then life would be boring. Resume
I've been thinking these past couple months of applying to other companies to work. My knowledge here isn't growing.
I took last Friday off. I needed that. The Rebirth of Bobo
Thursday, September 16, 2004
Bobo couldn't resist... he just gave a plug of why there was no traffic on the streets today. "There was no traffic because.. dah dah dah dah dah...." They quickly disbanded the conversation. Sucks.
Work in progress
Thank God, my hand is healing quite nicely. No longer do I have that "funny-bone" tingling sensation when I rub my fingers. Although the injury is going to leave a nasty scar, I believe I will be back to tip top shape. Now, only if my guitar playing would be tip top.... hehehe.
This week has been a wirl-wind of emotions and other things. Fortunately, I've gotten plenty of rest these past two nights. Last night, I went to watch "Wimbledon" with Raina, Cecil and Connie. Cecil works at Universal, so he gets to watch all the movies for free and bring friends. He didn't like the movie much. Raina liked it. I enjoyed it... it was entertaining for me. Although Kirsten Dunst is number 2 on my list of "Most Annoying Voices". Sandra Bullock is number 1. I rather hear Gilbert Gottfried narrate a movie before I hear either of those two again. Anyhow, the movie was cute... American with a British twist to it. But I still think Kirsten's best roll, by far, was in Interview with the Vampire. She must've been in jr high though. Still, she gives me the chills in that movie. Today is a Madonna holiday... errr... jewish holiday, I mean. I appreciated the lack of cars on the freeway. I need to get more clothes. Amazing Ivan
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Fulltone Full Drive 2
Monday, September 13, 2004
This overdrive pedal is almost Godly. When buying it, I asked the guy from "The Amp Shop"... "so what's you're return policy on this?"... He looked at me a bit perplexed and answered, "48 hours...", then added, "but no one returns that pedal." Good morning
Thursday, September 09, 2004
There has been an unusual amount of traffic lately. It's kinda dis-heartening. I don't like it at all.
Tomorrow marks our RevWorship Kick Off... we still need a sound guy. Open Skies Worship
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Last night at Pepperdine we had the Open Skies Worship. I was reluctant to attend at first and 10% of the reason I went was out of obligation for my campus ministry there. The other reasons included: I wanted to worship in a beautiful place like Pepperdine. I wanted to see my friends there. I wanted to witness the wonderful event that will become a reoccuring event at Pepperdine. I wanted to get a taste of how Troy leads worship... out of all the times I've played drums with him, I've actually never seen him lead worship.
The night was kinda humid and eventually got a little chilly, but Troy led a good set. Despite some technical issues, I think the point was presented very smoothly. One of the best prayer and worship integration I've seen live. The presentation of the worship set was a bit akward for me... as Troy's style of leading is kinda different. Slow song >> Fast Song >> Slow song >> Fast Song >> Slow song >> Fast Song >> and so forth. Not used to that. And in my opinion, it can become a bit overbearing in terms of my emotions... I was a bit wary of getting too "into" the faster tempo songs, cos I knew that the slow song would come up and I would be taken into this tidal wave of emotional singing backed by a lot of synth. Nonetheless, I was pretty surprised at how good Troy sings and how aware he is of his vocal qualities. Out of all the years I've known him, he's never rubbed off to me as someone who is so intimately involved with God... but his worship showed that. Usually, our relationship is mostly slapstick humor as opposed to uplifting encouragement towards each other and God. It was nice to see that side of him. I know for a fact that this is what Cecil wanted the night to be like. He once presented Paul with a CD of a Prayer/Worship session... where the prayer director and the worship leader played off each other and came into this "sync" of leading a whole congregation into prayer... a singing kind of prayer. They accomplished that last night, in my opinion. On a "guitar-geek's" side note, I was very pleased with the Electric guitar tone that PP got out of his MIM Fender Strat. Playing through a Princeton 45 with nothing more than a Ibanez TS9 and a volume pedal in the signal path. The swells that the TS9 produced were really nice... very "Brian Thessin/Vineyard". I am now in search for a TS9 to add to my rig. Guitar-Geek side note over. By the way, PP is Paul Park... who's only 17 years old. He was my older brother's (Paul Yoo) student at SAT class. Weird... small world. Labor Day Weekend
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
This past weekend, I observed a man at Huntington beach who had no arms. He was a rather robust person in size, so it intrigued me how he so adapted to his lack of limbs: how easily he stood up from laying down on the sand. Even I had a hard time pulling myself up after a short nap on the sand.
It seemed like everyone was at the beach that weekend. The armless person and his family to the left of me and another family to my right who brought their own boombox. I usually think about how annoying it would be to have to listen to someone else's choice of music at a public place... but as I sat down... the intro to Gun's and Roses "Paradise City" began to play. It made me smile. I also realized how much more forgiving I am of songs that the radio plays... as opposed to what I listen to on CD. Why is that? I mean, I'll listen to Metallica song all the way through if it's playing on the radio, even if I already have the CD but never play it. The same goes for movies that come on TV. I'll watch a movie, commercials and all, even though I can just pop in the dvd and watch it commercial free. My girlfriend is the best. I just had to say that. Better than yours I'm sure. haha. That's all I'll say about my weekend. There was too much that happened and didn't happen for me to go into it all... some people flaked... but Paul, Raina, Kristine, Roe and I had some fun. Today, some more parts for my Les Paul restoration project came in... also my new coworker Reid talks too much... but he's cool... so far. I also found out that the Shepherd Group I'm in this quarter, is now an all girls SG. I guess none of the guys can make it out to Monday nights, so the staff decided upon Shaun's group as the all boys group... and Connie's as the all girl group for First and Second years. This should be interesting. Revworship kicks off this Friday at the new church. It's gonna be great. Tonight is Open air worship at Pepperdine... Troy is leading that worship session. Puffy eyes
Thursday, September 02, 2004
My eyes are kinda puffy cos it's early.
I hurt my left hand the other day. My forefinger and middle finger meta-carpels. I was carrying my amp out to my truck, and trying to squeeze through my front door. Well, as the amp swung out of the door, my hand smashed into the gothic type door handle. The weight and momentum of the amp crushed my hand further. I get cuts and scratches all the time moving things... after all, I have a truck. I've moved so many heavy things. So I immediately shrugged it off and continued to carry my amp... but a split second later... incredible pain shot through my hand. I put the amp down and kneeled on the ground... my head to the stairs. I couldn't say anything. It was one of those injuries, where you can't scream or breathe for a few seconds. My skin was hanging off in that area in a triangle shape... about a centimeter wide. I pealed off the skin which was kinda curled up. The door handle itself isn't really that sharp... Just the pure impact of the wound caused the skin to kinda burst off. underneath, I was bleeding... bright red. But as I washed the wound, I found that the blood wouldn't come off. It was an impact wound and the blood was actually blood vessels under my next layer of skin that had burst... high impact wound. Well, it's been two days... and I think I'm gonna schedule something with my doctor cos it still kinda hurts. I don't think it's broken though cos I can do stuff with it fine. Just that the two meta-carpels are still really sore... and there's some swelling. Fortunately, no bruising though. I don't bruise easily. But I do scar easy... this will leave a scar for sure. |