Broom-balling
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Just got back from broom-balling. I'm so sore. But it was incredibly fun. =) So tired.
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Broom-balling
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Just got back from broom-balling. I'm so sore. But it was incredibly fun. =) So tired.
The Wrath of Bobo Returns
Friday, October 29, 2004
So before I leave work yesterday, I walk over to Dave's office. Chris is talking to him about the whoas of "catch-alls" reaking havoc on the email servers. I squeeze my way into the office... and listen to Chris' laments. I need to talk with Dave about the site I'm designing. So we engage in that conversation... and have a light hearted conversation between the three of us.
Then.... Bobo comes over. Of course he was eaves dropping again. He appears at the front door and leans on the door frame... it makes cracking noises from the stress. It kinda scared me cos it's constructed as follows: door frame >> glass wall. I was sitting in the chair right in front of the glass wall. If it shattered, I'm screwed. Anyhow, back to the story... all of a sudden, everyone is silent... and their words are all minimum. I'm down to just staring at the ground. Bobo chimes in on the server conversation. And extends the topic way longer than anyone wanted it to be. Chris eventually leaves... squeezing past Bobo. I want to leave too, but I have this sudden sickness of getting too close to Bobo as I leave. So I just sit there. Silent. Eventually, an awkward silence fills the office. Bobo still leaning on the frame. Dave now turns his attention to "our" conversation and asks me about our current client. Bobo still leans on the door frame. Dave is trying his hardest to hint him to leave. He doesn't leave. I don't answer Dave's question cos it doesn't involve Bobo and cos I get immobilized everytime he's around. I finally look over at Bobo... and then he gets it. He says, "Oh, sorry"... then finally leaves. Dave has a "WTH" look on his face. And his shoulders drop. We finish our conversation. But the luster is gone. On the way home... I felt an incredible conviction of my behavior. If it wasn't clear before that I can't stand Bobo, it must be clear now. Dave has already lost it. Everytime Bobo trots over to his office... Dave IMs me with curse words. "F***!!!!" Me, on the other hand, still struggle with it. I felt so bad yesterday. Not about things I said... but more about things I didn't say... it was the things I thought. Why is Bobo so hard to like? Here's an example: I was in the bathroom one time, and he runs in... stumbles into the toilet, drops trousers and goes at it. No sanitation paper, no warning... just going at it while I was in there. I got out quick. The sounds were incredibly loud. They sounded more like explosions than flatulation. It doesn't help that I've seen him walk in, do his business, and out of the bathroom without washing his hands. I got a memory of that first time he placed his hand on my shoulder. It still grosses me out. I was sickened by that. I don't know what to feel... I mean everyone explodes on the toilet once in a while... but it's mostly in the privacy of their own home... I guess it just grosses me out cos of the stigma he's already created for himself. I could go on and on about him (and I probably will, in the future)... but when it comes down to it, I felt convicted for my thoughts. I'm still trying to fight it. Soken DVD Players
Thursday, October 28, 2004
The story of the "Holy Stage"
Growing up in a pretty conservative Presbyterian church, I remember a time when the elders of the church wouldn't let us go near the stage. The stage was too "holy" for us. The stage was pretty grand... it had these thrones... about 5 or 7 of them. The center one, the Reverand sat in, and the elders to his side. But the stage was way too holy for us youth kids to play drums and lead worship.
I was always sketical of that. I mean, it's just a wooden structure that's elevated and covered in carpet. My dad is an elder at that church now... and I must say, things have changed. They took away all those "thrones" and the massive pulpit. The 1st generation members have drums in their worship now. No more choir. You could say it's more contemporary. Even the youth group uses it to worship now. But what happened to the "holiness"??? HAH! I was right! It wasn't anymore holy than the pews! OR... has the stage gotten less holy? Discussing this with my coworker over lunch, I realized how much we all seperate what is holy and what is not according to our own personal devotion to God... and then impose it on others. How I have done that as well... and continue to do so. ¹Accept him whose faith is weak, without passing judgment on disputable matters. ²One man's faith allows him to eat everything, but another man, whose faith is weak, eats only vegetables. ³The man who eats everything must not look down on him who does not, and the man who does not eat everything must not condemn the man who does, for God has accepted him. &sup4;Who are you to judge someone else's servant? To his own master he stands or falls. And he will stand, for the Lord is able to make him stand. Now this doesn't give free reign for you to go fill your life with debauchery and justify it as "for God has accepted me..." Rather, the key words are, "Each one should be fully convinced in his own mind." Is getting tattoos a sin? That question is misleading. The question should actually read: Is the act of tattooing a sin? and Why am I getting a tattoo... is that motive sinful? Lemme break it down some more. Is giving $20 to someone a sin? Before you jump up and say "NO"... The very act of giving someone $20 is not a sin... as a matter of fact, in most cases, it is an act of sacrifice for the benefit of the receiving individual. But if you are giving someone $20 to buy some crack for you guys to share, then we can clearly say, the motive is quite sinful. You can go deeper... like, is smoking crack a sin? But we won't. We will end the "non-legalism" there... till next time. A couple more notable things
I just installed my HotRails pickup in my tele last night. I must say, I don't like the way it looks... but it sounds great. Really middy and trebly.. but not ice-pick in your ear trebly.
Here is my dream guitar: PRS Hollowbody II Mike Einziger from Incubus used to use PRS Hollowbodies exclusively... the tone... man... the tone. Check out Incubus' "Morning View Sessions" DVD... if you don't wanna buy it, come over to my pad... I watch at least once a week. Some other notable ones from PRS: Archtop and Standard 22 I need a new phone
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Verizon. I'm entitled to get a new phone from Verizon, given I sign another year or two with them. I'm in desperate need of a new one, but I just haven't done it yet.
Why? Same reason why I haven't washed my truck, done an oil change or taken a shower... wait, I just did that. I'm short on free time. On a good note: I got a new Hot Rails pickup from Musician's Friend... they have yet to reimburse me for the Strat Hot Rails I had to return to them. Perhaps I can install it tonight. Here are some movies I've watched recently: In America:Awesome movie. Watch it. Thirteen Coversations About One Thing:Good movie, dark and touching at the same time. Brother Bear:Not good. Kids will love it though. Guitar of the Week Numero Dos!
Les Pauls are so beautiful. I randomly found this one on the net as I was doing my routine guitar research. I don't know the year, but it's a super nice Gibson Les Paul Standard with a Flamed Maple top.
I'm still here
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
SG last night was good.
I feel that lately, our Rev group has been struggling to maintain it's numbers. And at Pepperdine, it's the same story. Are people just less committed? Or has Rev gotten that unattractive? Ashlee Gimpson
Monday, October 25, 2004
Can't fake it no more Ashlee.
Kinda sucks... she must be squirming in disappointment right now. It's no surprise to me that she Lip Syncs her tunes... but it really sucks to actually see it happen. People are throwing blame everywhere, Ashlee blames her band for mis-cuing the wrong song. I feel for her, but then again... she got everything she has, handed to her on a silver platter. I guess it was fate. Family roots
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Are Madonna and Celine Dion related?
That’s the claim being made by genealogist Troy Dunn, who traced back the ancestry of the two very different songbirds and found they shared roots. Dunn, of MyFamily.com says that the company contacted both Madonna and Dion with the happy news. “Madonna’s people had no comment,” he said. “Celine’s people were horrified.” DAHAHAHAHAHA! So far so good
So far I've shattered 0 cups today. Good.
But I'm really getting jaded about certain things and certain ideas and certain roles. I wish I could fire everyone... but have an abundant supply of people to hire as well. I want a band. I need a partner to write music with. I want to team up with a good singer. But if you're a singer, you can't be asian. If you are, you can't "sing" like an asian. I hate that. Take for example: Something Like Silas. The lead singer is Chinese... but he sure as heck don't sound like it. Guitar of the Week 1
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Tom Anderson makes great guitars. But when I saw this one, it almost made me crap my pants. The strange figured maple top happened by accident... but you better believe that some one will pay bucks for this favorite accident.
I'll share with you all, every once in a while, another guitar. Why does everyone keep saying that????
"Good morning"
I just dropped a cup in the kitchen at my office. It shattered to a little less than a million pieces. My reseptionist is so awesome... she came rushing to my aid. Still hate traffic in the rain. Still raining
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Ok, Shepherd Group was kind of weird yesternight. But Agent K got a lot out of it... so that was good. I wish I got more out of it than I did. I found myself struggling to stay focused. Two new people came: Caroline and Jenny.
Also I forgot to bring cups for the drinks. So we just looked at the 2 liter bottles... we didn't get to drink out of them. Here's a weird note: on Saturday, Mike P and I got to "fixing" things in our church. First we re-potted Warren's bass volume knob. Man, the wiring on his bass is a huge mess. Anyhow, it works great now. Then we moved on to soldering circuit boards on our spare bass amp. The input jack totally detatched from the circuit board. Anyhow, we fixed it and put it back together just in time for ARK's meeting. I heard them practicing the songs full band and decided to take a peek. Yong was leading a band. The kids were not bad at all. And it got me thinking... if these kids can somehow get more guidance in their instruments, they'll be awesome by the time they turn into adults. The wheels in my head are starting to turn. Go Yong! Pepper
Monday, October 18, 2004
I wonder if it'll take me longer to get to Pepperdine tonight because of the rain. I hope not.
The rain makes me ponder things. I begin to think how blessed I am. But prolonged rain is always bad. I makes me angry. It makes me realize how futile wipers are in LA. For most of the year, it's dry and hot causing your wipers to get hard and crack... they become old quickly. And then... when you really need them, they suck. SUCK! But I am blessed. =) Goth style
The Goth Rundown Time to buy some eye-liner. Hot Rails
Raina is finally back. This is comforting to me.
At the start of the weekend, I purchased a Seymour Duncan Hot Rails pick up for my Carruther's Tele. They say it split coils really nicely... and when it isn't split, sounds like a Les Paul. I would love to have that manly sound come out of my little tele. Friday's Revworship was ok. Saturday, I went to eat with a couple of friends. They said my "style" is goth meets Gap. I'm wearing a Gap sweater now. One of my favorite sweaters. Barbara got me this sweatshirt a few years ago. I like her. And I feel terrible in how we parted ways. I know I hurt her feelings... but I hope she has forgiven me. This sweatshirt reminds me of just how wonderful of a person she really was. And her legacy still runs among the Pepperdine ministry. It's a little big now.. as I have lost about 30 lbs since I got it. I'm not goth, although I love the style. Tonight is SG... and I've been thinking about the walk from the parking lot to the room we meet... I hate the rain. I keep thinking of sitting in the room with the bottom of my jeans wet. Sitting cross legged and feeling the dampness on the bottom of my thighs. I hate that feeling. As of right now, I'm a little burnt out in playing guitar. I wanna reinvent myself. again. Jerk
Friday, October 15, 2004
Right now, I feel like a jerk. I've been so stressed lately, and my patience level has dropped significantly. It's amazing that I can even retain my head in these times. I think I've hurt some people with my sharp tongue.
To those, I'm sorry. I hope you all can continuously forgive me for my short-comings. To be reminded of this reality is to despise myself more... and then fall into that dark space of my previous blogs... where I am alone... and God is not the center of my life. Last night, I sat in my car and made a plea to God... to surround me with Him. To make me more like Him. And give me rest because I am so tired. I want to run away from all the responsibilities I have... the expectations... I want to stop hearing the voice in my head, narrating everything that goes on in my little world. I'm tired of hearing my voice... I'm tired of hearing my complaints. I want to turn it off. I want God to turn it off... so I can enjoy what is really in my little world: such big things. hands clean
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Do you wash your hands everytime you use the rest room? Unfortunately, a lot of people in my office do not. So if you're ever in the position of meeting anyone from my office... be wary of a hand shake. I personally think it's disgusting.
Blue Planet
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Why is our Planet called "Earth" when over 70% of it's surface area is Ocean? We should remain it: "Ocean"
The Pacific Oean alone (pictured below) covers 35% of the Earth's surface. Ligers and Neopolitan
Ligers have been around for a while now... but I've noticed a recent surge in mention of these hybrid cats since the movie: Neopolitan Dynamite hit theatres. Still, some think the Liger was a made-up character for this movie.
Liger pictures: What is a liger? A liger is the offspring of a lion father and a tiger mother. Well what about a tiger being the dad and the mom being a lion? That would be called a Tigon. What the hell is the difference???? Well, the growth inhibitors are found only in the male tiger and female lion. So a Liger will not have a growth inhibitor... causing it to grow to a ridiculous size. Growth inhibitors are essential in helping us maintain our size in a sustainable environment. We all have them. It helps us regulate ourselves to survive. If these Ligers were in the wild, they would have surely died quickly. They consume about 25 lbs of meat a day as opposed to 10 lbs that a regular Tiger eats a day. Ligers can grow to 12 feet.... that's the size of a Great White Shark. Read up! Computer chips inside you...
What do you think?
I have mixed feelings about this. I do know that the more "tech-savy" peeps might back up a procedure like this... but I know that many will be opposed to it as well. The VeriChip Conservatives along the "Bible-Belt" will definitely think it's the "mark of the beast". But I have a hard time believing that. After all, Christians are supposed to go to heaven. Yet, I know that many Christians will probably favor this idea of a chip under your skin. Is their salvation annulled then? Think about it. What about this one: A convicted criminal, who recently gave his life to Christ, serves out his time in jail. But after his release, is forced to get an implanted chip to keep track of him. Is his salvation annulled too? As for me, I'll refrain from participating in such a practice. Just in case. Change
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
I'm starting to appreciate the climate more. Autumn always reminds me of my favorite book: Catcher In The Rye. The biggest "blah..." of a book.
I love the smell of spring... it has the best smelling air in my opinion. Summer is my favorite by far. I love the beach more than any other geographic terrain. When autumn comes around, it's always nice to look into wearing scarves and jackets. Although I prefer to be is less clothes. Winter reminds me warm fires and lying under the Christmas tree. No snow here, but it's nice to be cold once in a while. Funny, cos seasons also remind me of certain places. Spring-parks, Summer-PCH, Autumn-Old Town Pasadena, Winter-Mason Ave (don't ask) Rain or Shine
Traffic sucks.
I'm out of coffee creamer and I was too lazy to go to the store to get more. Now I may have to walk there. There was one moment in my commute where it started to rain pretty heavily. As soon as I got over the hill and out of the valley... it was clear blue skies. Unfortunately, the traffic remained the same. I want to go to the tropics. New ARK logo: home
Monday, October 11, 2004
shepherd group is cancelled tonight and I have an onslaught of inspiration. Time to write some music as soon as I get home.
I'm gonna lose 10 lbs. People are commenting on how "buff" if look lately... I haven't worked out in over a year. Want some wood?
Back to the story at hand. I ended up staying local all last week. I had a few church obligations to attend... and the other plans kinda fell through. So I had a lot of time to not do stuff.
All in all... my vacation wasn't how I wanted it to be, however, I wish I could have more days like that. I reorganized my room completely. Donated my couch to church and bought a nice lounge chair, moved my TV into my closet, unplugged the antenna to the TV, and bought a nice desk. I wanna start a band soon. Back from the grave
Dear world,
I'm so back to work now. As I approached the last block before the parking structure, I could feel the last gasp of my vacation struggling out. Where did the time go? I wish I had been more productive... I think this is the only vacation I've had that wasn't "my time". I did a lot of driving last week. No pictures though. I also almost stressed myself to pieces. I've been brittle lately. But I think I'm stronger now. There's been some improvements to the Visual side of the AV ministry. Oh, btw, I didn't get to explain... I'm the AV coordinator now. Our previous coordinator, Ming (not the one I'm supposed to help move) is now in Seattle with his wife and family. The torch has been passed on to me. An assignment that made complete sense... but I was wary to accept. I have my hands full enough as it is. Well, as an unloader, I've passed some of my Sound responsibilities to MP. Raymond has been MIA since his mother went to the hospital... and I don't expect him back anymore. But Tim shows some promise. As the tune always goes, we are understaffed. Raina is in Chicago now training. I hope she makes the best of her time there. More stuff later... I got a company meeting. Temporarily out of retirement
Saturday, October 02, 2004
So today I helped Kathleen move some stuff. And one more time for Ming maybe.
Just when I thought I was done with moving stuff for people... the situation arises again. I'm not a push over, everyone knows that. But in this case, I believe that God was telling me to be more selfless and help the ones in need. After all, that's what Doctors do all the time. And I appreciate cheerful Docs. They see patients day in and day out... routine symptoms over and over again. However, to each patient, his/her condition is not routine. So my conclusion is... I'm trying to be a cheerful mover. BTW, I'm on vacation for a week!!! woot! |