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Can someone explain to me why????
Thursday, June 30, 2005
So I go into the restroom to take a piss... As soon as I open the door, I notice the foul smell of some serious dung. Someone is unloading like it's the end of the world... as if all he's eaten is meat to last him through out the winter. "Ok, I'll just piss as fast as I can and get out of this gas chamber." As I move closer to the urinal, I hesitate and wonder if the stench is too much... I do a double take towards the door... and by some chance of as if I would offend the source of this stench, in a split second, I decide not to exit the bathroom. I end up in front of the urinal. I start my deed... choking back my vomit. But wait.... Not only is this guy tearing it up with obviously no concept of a "mercy flush"... "Mercy Flush - is the act of strategically timing the initial and usually largest unloading of poo to an initial flush as to not let it stink so much... giving 'mercy' to the ones using the bathroom during or after you. This act can prove difficult when it's one of those automatic flushers. Just ask Yong." he's talking on the phone! Talking on the phone while taking a CRAP. I'm thinking... "Well, maybe he was on the can and someone called him and it is a very important call... surely he'll hang up as soon as possible and continue the conversation after he is done... as to not draw any suspicion that he is talking on the phone while taking a dump... a dump of epic proportions. Cos that's just rude right?" But no..... this guy had no shame... he straight up flushed his business down the toilet with no care as to what the person on the other end might be thinking. As my face is melting off, I'm thinking that the person he is talking to is gonna scream at him for his indecency. And as I wait, wishing my pee would drain faster, they just continue the conversation as if nothing is wrong! He comes out of the stall... with one hand holding his phone... the other fixing his belt... I want to desperately get of there before he finishes washing his hands (at least he did that)... and I have to time it right as to not reach the door to exit at the same time he does. As I look in the mirror and wash my hands, I am a little concerned he will see the despairing scrunch in my face... I grab a towel and run out... he was still preoccupied with talking about his dinner plans as he washed his hands.... TALKING ABOUT DINNER PLANS WHILE IN THE CRAPPER! What the hell???? As I am ejected out of the hell hole, I can only compare it to drowning in fecal matter and being instantly hoisted out by helicopter to a clean atmosphere, I cough uncontrollably almost vomiting... by now, I don't even care if he heard me. I stumble back into my office and can't believe what I just experienced.
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What do you believe?
- I completely disagree with Bush's stance on Stem Cell research.
- I don't believe that journalists should be jailed for not revealing sources.
- I believe journalists and networks should be jailed when they overplay stories. ie: Abu Graib
- I don't believe Bush should use the constitution to BAN gay marriages
- I belive marriage is defined as a union ONLY between a man and a woman
- I don't believe the constitution should be used to AMMEND gay marriages
- I believe gay unions should have the same benefits and rights as married couples
- I believe any over-stepping papratzzi should be SEVERLY punished
- I believe the Federal Reserve System is a conspiracy
- I don't really care what the Vatican has to say about anything
- I don't believe taking "under God" out of our Pledge is a sign of moral decay
- I never believed that Terry Shiavo should've been kept alive
- I believe Bush should have NEVER gotten involved with Shaivo
- I believe teachers should be paid WAYYYYYY more money
- I believe teachers pay scale should be judge according to their track record.
- I believe Iraq was a mistake
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Sunny vs Overcast
Funny, I was driving over the 405 hump with the windows down, music up, AC blasting, enjoying the sun... as soon as I get to Getty Center Drive... it gets ultra overcast. I wondered what it would look like from space... All sun and blue skies to All clouds and gray skies. And then, I remembered seeing a satellite photo on the same scenario over Africa... click on it to get larger... I'm sure the clouds over Westwood wasn't as drastic as this, but it just reminded me of it.
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iPOD stereo interface
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
A group of highly skilled ninjas that I know, got me this gift for my birthday. I don't know when I'll have the time to install it, but I hope it turns out well. Basically, you can plug your iPod into your car stereo and it treats it like an aux in... like a CD Changer or something. This way, I don't have to use my crappy tape deck converter. I can retain it's digital glory and enjoy my Incubus in hi-fi bliss. Thanks mangos. Speaking of Incubus, I thought I read somewhere that Mike from Incubus switched from PRS guitars to Fender and Mesa Boogie amps to Vox AC30s because he was really uninspired with his sound on the Morning View record. Kind of a shame. Because the reason why I wanted to get the lovely PRS I have is partly due to my inspiration I received from that album. I can kinda agree with the Mesa Boogie part though... guitarists are a different breed... they are constantly on the quest for tone... for "the sound". And the funny thing is... one sound may be pure "melt-your-face-buttery" to someone and pure "grandma's fart" to another. I don't care what sounds he gets from his new Fender... I'm sticking to the PRS that is no doubt, the best guitar I've ever owned. *School of Rock gyrate*
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Random Pictures
Here's some pictures with captions: I'll be heading here for a day or two next week. Here's Anton with his flowing hair at Navajo. That's my lovely fiance. I love the shadows in this picture... Mike P trying to be like Wooten in this pic. Warj in action with a Carruther's Telecaster. RevCon 2005 I'm closest to the photographer... busting MY Carruther's Telecaster. Source 2005 Mike P on drums at RevCon 2005 Mike Lee about to take a snowball to the face. RevCon 2005 Such a beautiful drive down from RevCon 2005
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Food coma....................................................
I am almost passing out. I guess the KFC wasn't good for me. At least I didn't have to eat any bugs. Yuck... So significant changes are happening at Revivalution and the gang this coming year. I think they are good ones. I'd like to changed the name from Revivalution to just REV. It just sounds better and waters the tip of your tongue... as if you want to finish it off.... REV... Besides a "REV" logo would look much cooler than a "Revivalution" logo. I always though that name was super corny. Sorry Albot. hehe. I'm gonna pour me a cup of coffee before I pass out.... brb. *back* French Vanilla is good.
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Wanna go out for some Boba and Grasshoppers?
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Mexico's tradition of eating bugs becomes lucrativeEating bugs??? SICK!!!! Even when I watched Lion King, I squirmed in my chair as I watched cartoon Simba chomp down on beetles and catapillars. Let me ask you a simple question.... Would you eat one of these? Cicada Most would say "HELL NO!" But with biases aside, I personally don't understand the difference from that Cicada and the lobster below. Both look like wretched creatures to eat. *BARF*
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Tanning in the perfect sun
I've almost forgotten the rainfall this past year and the devastation it had on driving anywhere in LA, because of how the weather is right now. I am utterly speechless at it's perfection. I want to bask in the sun all day... without getting a tan of course. Speaking of tans..... I don't understand the whole tanning craze. It looks disgusting. Why in the world would you want to look like that??? Not even celebrities with all the money in the world can't get a nice fake tan. They all make you look orange. You see the white part around your eyes where the goggles were applied.... and to top it off, when you get old, you have leather skin... not to mention the high risk of Melanoma and skin cancer. When linking skin color to attractiveness, it's all relative. You can have a light-skinned African American look "lighter" than a burnt to crisp Asian, but in reality, the African American is still darker. However, in the relative scheme of things, the African American actually looks lighter... and might I say... better. Why? Because, he probably doesn't have the leather skin and ring around the eyes! So for you tanners out there.... put on some sunblock... leather skin ain't too pretty... neither is skin cancer.
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Fitness
Monday, June 27, 2005
I'm wearing a pair of jeans that I've had a hard time wearing lately. Does that mean I'm losing weight? I sure hope so. I only got about a month more to get fitted for Yong's wedding. I've started doing the basic crunches and push ups again. It's not hard... just making a conscious effort to do so when I'm waiting for my computer to boot... or watching a dvd etc. I think I could get ripped like Brad Pitt in Fight club... nah, maybe not, but I wish I could. We'll see.
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Hotel Rwanda
I just watched the much acclaimed movie: Hotel Rwanda"I think if people see this footage, they'll say Oh, my God, that's horrible. And then they'll go on eating their dinners." - Jack (after Paul thanks him for shooting footage of the genocide) This is sad but true. I'm not talking about your run-of-the-mill shooting in South Central Los Angeles... we're talking about Genocide. The epitome of human depravity, paranoia, and lack of respect for any goodness. The victims being pushed to have to choose whether jumping off a building with your kids would be better than being hacked to death by machetes.
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Bad Luck Streak
Friday, June 24, 2005
Looks like I've been having a bad luck streak. It's quite alright though... I know this is a test. I will be happy even though I'm super ticked. I will have patience and love others as myself. Thanks to all who have encouraged me continually.
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Accident
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Just got into an accident on the freeway. Car 1 slams brakes. Car 2 Pummels into Car 1. Car 3 slams brakes and manages to not hit anything. Car 4 (me) slams brakes, but can't stop in time. Car 4 hits Car 3 on his passenger side bumper. About a second later Car 5 hits Car 4 in the back. What a mess for the CHP to work out.
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Diezel Herbert
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
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WICKED
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Going to watch the Broadway musical "Wicked" in about 5 minutes.
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STUPID
Monday, June 20, 2005
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Wanna fight?
I want to take up boxing. I think I'd be a natural... but unfortunately, I can't... I have to be a sissy musician. Swollen wrists make for bad guitarists. I just came back from the beach... I went there on my lunch break and basked in the perfect weather. There was a lot of people there.... including a big "CAUTION" sign on the life-guard post, that warned of swimming. Gotta love Santa Monica beach.
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Italy 'adopted grandad' runs away
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Here's the a great quote from the family that "adopted" him: "We had no suspicions. We took him to be a completely normal person, I would say it's more than sad, it's a letdown." Mr Riva. Umm... you took him to be a normal person? Placing an advert to be adopted as a grandpa???.... um... ok.......... -- Story Here...--
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Imposter!!
Good morning! A cold summer morning at that. I have just found out that there is another "Luke Yoo" in this world. I guess the chances are not too slim. But alas: The Xanga of Luke Yoo.
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Fresh for Summer
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
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Bleh
Does anyone else find Nancy Grace utterly utterly utterly annoying? Read this non-flattering profile of the thing called Nancy Grace. Everything about her annoys me bejeebies out of me. I already lost respect for CNN because of their flawless looping of news every 15 minutes, but this is the last straw. MSNBC has my support.
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So What guitars now?
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Ovation Acoustic - collecting dustJackson DK-2 - sold it to get Les PaulFender American Stratocaster - sold it on ebayFender Standard Stratocaster - sold it to some kid on RecyclerFender Squire Stratocaster - gave it to RaymondESP LTD SRC (Stephen Carpenter signature) - sold it to get Les PaulOrville Les Paul Custom - sold it on ebayCarruther's Telecaster - Still have it. Will never sell it. EVER.Fender Scorpion Esquire - sold it online somewhereIbanez AS73 - gave it to SpencerPRS Hollowbody 1 - Will never sell it. EVER.
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Guitars I've owned so far in life....
Ovation Acoustic Guitar in Ruby RedJackson DK-2 in Translucent OrangeFender American Stratocaster in Inca SilverFender Standard Stratocaster in SunburstFender Squire Stratocaster in PurpleESP LTD SRC (Stephen Carpenter signature) in BlackOrville Les Paul Custom in BlackCarruther's Telecaster in SilverFender Scorpion Esquire in BlackIbanez AS73 in Transparent RedPRS Hollowbody 1 in Amber
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New Coworker
Monday, June 13, 2005
A new graphic designer started today. His name is "Bo"... I can see it now... in light of the new movie coming out... Bo and Luke Duke. At least it will play down the whole "Luke.... I am your father...." It's utterly laughable when some people actually say that as if I've never heard it before in my life... as if they've made some sort of genius connection.
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bleh
Thursday, June 09, 2005
I still feel wrecked.... not quite "shot in the face" wrecked, but "tumbled down a mountain face first" wrecked.
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Good .. m.o..r..n...i....n....g........
Oh the insanity. This morning at 5am... I awake to the faint pulsating sound of an alarm. An alarm that is completely ignored. One that sounds as if someone "snoozed" and went into the shower. As I am a light sleeper, I set the volume of my alarm very low. So naturally, I check to see if it is mine. Nope. I usually set mine to the radio, not the buzzer. Maybe it's my brother's.... I wait it out... waiting for him to wake up and turn if off. I try to ignore it. I can't take it anymroe... so I get up to investigate. As I get closer to my brother's room, it gets quieter. That's strange. Everyone in my house is sound asleep... no one in the shower that forgot to turn off the "snooze". I go back in my room... to hear it again. Faint... but a consistant pulse. I lean towards my window and realize, it is coming from my neighbor's house... Now what the hell am I supposed to do about that? I closed my window for starters... the faint pulse is still felt... So here I am... in my room that's hotter by 10 degrees than any other room in the house... with the window closed.. and me trying to ignore the Chinese water torture. I at last turn on my radio to drown out the pulse. At least the radio is inconsistant. No avail. I bury my head into my pillows... cover my whole head with my thick blankets. So here I am, curled up in a ball, in the hottest, stuffiest room in the house, with the windows closed, and wrapped in thick blankets. Fast forward 5 and half hours later... I'm wrecked at work.
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Breast-Feeding in Public
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
One breast-feeding advocate said, Breast-feeding in a car can be too hot or too cold and restrooms are disgusting. We are human, this is not a private issue this is a natural function. If a breast (woman's) is offensive to you then there is a disconnect with your reasoning regarding confusing sexual activity and food consumption. -- Maureen, Moreshead, Canterbury, Conn. NOT PRIVATE???? Something is wrong with HER reasoning! I agree completely that it's natural and applaud those who choose to breast-feed their kids, but for crying outloud! Just because it's natural doesn't mean it's appropriate in public. I mean jeez... What about the couple who has "natural" urges to have sex??? That natural isn't it???? But it's not acceptable to do it in public! Saying it's natural is the stupidest excuse for lobbying for public breast-feeding. She just gets stupider and stupider: "If a breast (woman's) is offensive to you then there is a disconnect with your reasoning regarding confusing sexual activity and food." Believe me, I do NOT confuse sex from food... a breast is NOT offensive to me... as a matter of fact, I rather like breasts very much. However, I think there is a disconnect with whomever thinks that: when breast-feeding, the breast all of a sudden turns into a part of the body equivalent to a hand or something. I am TOTALLY against public breast-feeding... but I'm willing to compromise to say, "just cover up when you do it." It's not hard as this woman says... I have raised 2 children, I breast-feed two children, women do not need to bear it all to feed. A woman can take a blanket and drape it over the shoulder and baby. I have never had a situation where others felt uncomfortable; in fact I have had some say, "thank you for covering up.” Women need to feed their babies, but please use some manners. -- D, Conn. Jeez... I can't stand stupid people.
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Michael Jackson
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Do you think he's guilty or not as guilty. It's already clear that some of the 10 or so charges will come back with a "Guilty" verdict... my concern is... when is Jesse Jackson gonna shut that hole on his face? I wanna take Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton and the NAACP leaders and put THEM in jail.
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OCD
Are you OCD? I believe I am a little. Right now, I feel a little bit stressed out. I don't have debt really anymore, but the prospect of having debt freaks me out. I have to be on time to events and things, or else I get really anxious... if others are late, I get really bothered. My bed has to "feel" a certain way before I sleep. I don't like touching anything in a public restroom. If I was overweight, I think I'd literally die from anxiety. I have to plan things "my" way or else I'm cool with anything... basically, if it's not my way, I have to distance myself so far from the planning, that I can justify that I had nothing to do with it. Right now, I'm worried that this paragraph is too chunky compared to the first paragraph that is only one line of text. If my coffee cup has water spots on it from the dishwasher, it bothers me. I don't obesessively clean my room, but it bothers me when it's not perfectly clean... so basically, my room bothers me a lot. I either don't care at all how clothes look on me or I am completely concerned in how clothes cling to my body. When I see patterns in wallpaper, in ceiling tiles, in paintings and print-work, I have to discet them in my mind and make sense of the arrangement. When I can't play guitar well, I feel so unworthy. BTW, it was my birthday this past Saturday. :)
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Life is...
Monday, June 06, 2005
fragile. Don't hold on to it too tight. As Pastor Dave said today, "Live outside of yourself."
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prize
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Wedding invitations are expensive. Shoot....
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