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a great podcast....i learn so much about the world of sports from bill...if i could do it all over again...i wish i were a talent manager...now onto...38:40 conspiracy theory...

"i have no inside information whatsover...the whole thing just feels fishy to me..." - BS

"you just connected all the dots....without having any information" - Jalen

"i like that, i like that it's based on no actual facts from the inside...it's all conjecture..and totally works..." - Jacoby

"what is one of my best skillsets...looking at the chess board" - BS

"clairvoyant bill"

...isn't life all about chess?  who's better at looking at the big picture.  strategizing against various options of opposing strategy and then trading pieces.  what you want is to come out one piece ahead.  i've often said "play to win".  im a big proponent of taking one step back to gain two steps forward.  it's something i think works very well with people.  in terms of ethos...showing a side where you're willing to compromise and work alongside others instead of gouging the opponent.  what i've also felt that in our ever changing world of shrinking society, where boundaries are lifted and technology levels the playing field, the competitive advantage comes in synergy and not survival of the fittest....maybe i have a higher threshold for tradeoffs...i believe people deserve more time to show habitual patters and genuine motif...but not all feel that way...and so...my chess board has been wiped out.   chess is finite.  but life is more forgiving.  but when life's chess board unexpectedly wipes you out.  boxes you out.  so what then?

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"i came to see about a girl..."  
-chomo coins the term "medium thickness...medium spread" about the fact that i have too many friends.  i struggle with it now.  but i enjoy it too.  it's become me, and it's undone me.  it's hard to show people they're special, and it's hard for me to ignore the wide eyed energy that i feed off from a buffet of others...i may do more unorthodox methods to show effort, but ultimately it gets washed away by the attention i give to my "gazillion friends".  i guess i'm hard pressed to find someone to guide me through the downsizing process, so i'll have to fix it on my own right?  but how do you fix it when u're single?  
and so as she calls me curious george...my interests are everywhere.  my core doesn't fall to temptation but rather the wander of wonder.  it's like ADD but i'd like to think that i'm focused as i feel i can properly process all light hearted surface interests at the same time.  (work related stuff takes a lil more focus or at least the appearance of undivided focus...tho im probably going to have to apply that to my people skills...esp for the people i care about)
[North is trying to explain to Jack what a "centre" is, using a nesting doll. Jack takes it apart and sees at the centre...]
Jack(dryly) There's a tiny wooden baby.
North: Look closer. What do you see?
Jack: You have big eyes...
NorthYes! Big eyes, very big, because they are full of wonder. That is my center. It is what I was born with, eyes that have only seen the wonder in everything! Eyes that see lights in the trees and magic in the air. This wonder is what I put into the world, and what I protect in children. It is what makes me a guardian. It is my center, what is yours?
Jack: I don't know.
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the maturity of my emotions as of late is not just growing up, not just wanting a substantial companion, not just being more responsible, it's that the reality of consequence is now a very real theme.  firstly...divorce is one topic that i haven't been able to understand yet.  i'm formulating theories and noticing trends....and secondly mortality.  it's not just old age catching up with people i so dearly care about, but its health concerns of my peers.  of youth.  of the children of my peers.   while i find myself continually getting facials and noticing other peoples complexion, while i'm being judged on my weight and appearance, i realize that a healthy set of 10 fingers and 10 toes are continually forgotten as a gift of life.  the real and most important aspect to a person...because 沒有身體就沒有一切。  and it was a coincidence lewis and lisa happened to be in la the same weekend.  but with their wedding being the catalyst for us...it was a perfect time to hang with them for the weekend.  even i was amazed by my ability to double date. at my ability to enjoy it.  at my ability to be openly loving and openly watching 2 others blissfully in a bubble of each other....
i didn't believe the news until i saw the stitches.  and even when i saw the stitches, my heart froze for a second.  my eyebrows furrowed with confusion and i made a frown.  my brain scurried frantically searching for a way to make sense of it and when it couldn't grasp what was going on, it passed the emotions onto my contingency department, aka my liver.  i put the smile back on, the drinks lined up and an amazingly beautiful day in sunny california ate up much of the dermal angst....
drink a little.  catch up a little.  i talk a lot.  i'm a dradle of brain activity spinning every which way tottering within the physics of centripetal force and when the spinning stopped...i had to face reality..."so, when did you find out?  it's been there the whole time?  how were u feeling up to that point?  and it's only been 14 days?  where's mom?? u told mom that night?  and  wait....when's the procedure?  so where's the cut?  and where is the tumor?  and where's the scar?  and where are they going in from?  and how long?  and how about afterwards?  radiation?  and how about other parts of body?  and work?  and and and...."  it was basically a brain fart of asking as many questions as i possibly could in a short amount of time to get the basics out of the way to then go back to the jokes..."OMG, u have a handicap sticker?  i want it!!".    because as much as you joke about it, the reality really kicked in when i asked what were the risks....and lisa responded..."memory loss.....wait...i don't want to talk about it"
and so you sit there and watch this couple, who are the corniest cheesiest most compatible best friends on the planet be not just strong but laughing, kicking and living.  we sat there happy watching them.  we were brought together by their hands in marriage the first time.  and although i may not have felt it at the moment, it's in hindsight that maybe its their contagious optimism that bled straight into us...
"i like how they are friends....best friends" - jyk
honestly, lewis looked exhausted.  not just from the logistics of doing the things for his loved one, but from the hurt...from the stress...from the what ifs....he was probably too busy to think about the emotions but they were definitely eating at him.  at his sleep, at his smile, at the oxygen around him, at the gravity beneath him.  truths of this world...lisa was so strong.  if i wasn't good at looking at a chess board and the position of the pieces...u wouldn't sense the fear...but to me...for lisa, it's in the eyes, it's in the head tilt....and well, when i saw it, i knew it.  so i do what i do best.  focus on the moment, drain the conversation into a different direction.  focus on the now.  focus on the next round.  and that's what i do best.  i'm good at avoiding the topic.  focus on the now.  and well...we toasted to her "handicap sticker"  which i openly said i wanted to steal.   
we had lunch the next day.  and then we had dinner.  we had an awesome dinner.  we ate soup!  what we had been wanting for 2 days.  and and and....and we pray for them.   godspeed....luv you both. 
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the maturity of my emotions as of late is not just growing up, not just wanting a substantial companion, not just being more responsible, it's that the reality of consequence is now a very real theme.  firstly...divorce is one topic that i haven't been able to understand yet.  i'm formulating theories and noticing trends....and secondly mortality.  it's not just old age catching up with people i so dearly care about, but its health concerns of my peers.  of youth.  of the children of my peers.   while i find myself continually getting facials and noticing other peoples complexion, while i'm being judged on my weight and appearance, i realize that a healthy set of 10 fingers and 10 toes are continually forgotten as a gift of life.  the real and most important aspect to a person...because 沒有身體就沒有一切。  and it was a coincidence lewis and lisa happened to be in la the same weekend.  but with their wedding being the catalyst for us...it was a perfect time to hang with them for the weekend.  even i was amazed by my ability to double date. at my ability to enjoy it.  at my ability to be openly loving and openly watching 2 others blissfully in a bubble of each other....

i didn't believe the news until i saw the stitches.  and even when i saw the stitches, my heart froze for a second.  my eyebrows furrowed with confusion and i made a frown.  my brain scurried frantically searching for a way to make sense of it and when it couldn't grasp what was going on, it passed the emotions onto my contingency department, aka my liver.  i put the smile back on, the drinks lined up and an amazingly beautiful day in sunny california ate up much of the dermal angst....

drink a little.  catch up a little.  i talk a lot.  i'm a dradle of brain activity spinning every which way tottering within the physics of centripetal force and when the spinning stopped...i had to face reality..."so, when did you find out?  it's been there the whole time?  how were u feeling up to that point?  and it's only been 14 days?  where's mom?? u told mom that night?  and  wait....when's the procedure?  so where's the cut?  and where is the tumor?  and where's the scar?  and where are they going in from?  and how long?  and how about afterwards?  radiation?  and how about other parts of body?  and work?  and and and...."  it was basically a brain fart of asking as many questions as i possibly could in a short amount of time to get the basics out of the way to then go back to the jokes..."OMG, u have a handicap sticker?  i want it!!".    because as much as you joke about it, the reality really kicked in when i asked what were the risks....and lisa responded..."memory loss.....wait...i don't want to talk about it"

and so you sit there and watch this couple, who are the corniest cheesiest most compatible best friends on the planet be not just strong but laughing, kicking and living.  we sat there happy watching them.  we were brought together by their hands in marriage the first time.  and although i may not have felt it at the moment, it's in hindsight that maybe its their contagious optimism that bled straight into us...

"i like how they are friends....best friends" - jyk

honestly, lewis looked exhausted.  not just from the logistics of doing the things for his loved one, but from the hurt...from the stress...from the what ifs....he was probably too busy to think about the emotions but they were definitely eating at him.  at his sleep, at his smile, at the oxygen around him, at the gravity beneath him.  truths of this world...lisa was so strong.  if i wasn't good at looking at a chess board and the position of the pieces...u wouldn't sense the fear...but to me...for lisa, it's in the eyes, it's in the head tilt....and well, when i saw it, i knew it.  so i do what i do best.  focus on the moment, drain the conversation into a different direction.  focus on the now.  focus on the next round.  and that's what i do best.  i'm good at avoiding the topic.  focus on the now.  and well...we toasted to her "handicap sticker"  which i openly said i wanted to steal.   

we had lunch the next day.  and then we had dinner.  we had an awesome dinner.  we ate soup!  what we had been wanting for 2 days.  and and and....and we pray for them.   godspeed....luv you both. 

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girls just wanna have fun...

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"i came to see about a girl..."  

-chomo coins the term "medium thickness...medium spread" about the fact that i have too many friends.  i struggle with it now.  but i enjoy it too.  it's become me, and it's undone me.  it's hard to show people they're special, and it's hard for me to ignore the wide eyed energy that i feed off from a buffet of others...i may do more unorthodox methods to show effort, but ultimately it gets washed away by the attention i give to my "gazillion friends".  i guess i'm hard pressed to find someone to guide me through the downsizing process, so i'll have to fix it on my own right?  but how do you fix it when u're single?  

and so as she calls me curious george...my interests are everywhere.  my core doesn't fall to temptation but rather the wander of wonder.  it's like ADD but i'd like to think that i'm focused as i feel i can properly process all light hearted surface interests at the same time.  (work related stuff takes a lil more focus or at least the appearance of undivided focus...tho im probably going to have to apply that to my people skills...esp for the people i care about)

[North is trying to explain to Jack what a "centre" is, using a nesting doll. Jack takes it apart and sees at the centre...]

Jack(dryly) There's a tiny wooden baby.

North: Look closer. What do you see?

Jack: You have big eyes...

North: Yes! Big eyes, very big, because they are full of wonder. That is my center. It is what I was born with, eyes that have only seen the wonder in everything! Eyes that see lights in the trees and magic in the air. This wonder is what I put into the world, and what I protect in children. It is what makes me a guardian. It is my center, what is yours?

Jack: I don't know.

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as a family, we eat late.  we order a lot.  and we have a set team that finishes it all.  it's really quite impressive.  5 people...10 dishes.  it's like a race when the food comes out.  to eat fast enough so the plates get cleared for more plates.  yet to time when to slow down and eat less and enjoy whats left on the table.  not to mention my dad and my uncle are adding 2 bowls of rice to their tummy's as well.  "不吃飯好像沒吃東西一樣“  it's the same jokes over and over.  they never get old.  
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北港台菜館
59-14A Main St.
Flushing, NY 11355.
718-886-8788


i don't want to waste time blogging about this but i can't help it.  domestic travel sucks goat balls.  granted i'm spoiled by asian carriers (remind you that just 2 weeks ago i made my international flight even after arriving to the airport with only 20 minutes to spare, and i checked in luggage), but US airline service and security are the two things that absolutely kill me.  airport ease is a big deal for me.  i, prepared for the worst, got to jfk 2 hours early only to be greeted by a bitch of a representative that did not recognize my one world alliance status as priority and made me pay for bag check.  不爽。。。so i asked again after i got to the gate only to find out that i didn't need to pay 25 bucks for luggage!  so i went back to the ticketing counter and received a smart remark "you risked your flight to come back for this?"  by remaining polite, her conscience must have kicked in to extract an "i'm sorry".  i went back through security with 25 bucks in hand, the knowledge that at least one service attendant was helpful and made my flight on time.  though minimal...there is hope for humanity... 
dad "US travel is worsening.  make sure you eat before you board.  you have to pay for sandwiches on the flight and they taste terrible"

picking weeds is a preferred pastime in our household...
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what are these two doing?  like scene out of homeland...'cept in the most jewish neighborhood...."lets enjoy the sun's vitamin d..."
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i don't want to waste time blogging about this but i can't help it.  domestic travel sucks goat balls.  granted i'm spoiled by asian carriers (remind you that just 2 weeks ago i made my international flight even after arriving to the airport with only 20 minutes to spare, and i checked in luggage), but US airline service and security are the two things that absolutely kill me.  airport ease is a big deal for me.  i, prepared for the worst, got to jfk 2 hours early only to be greeted by a bitch of a representative that did not recognize my one world alliance status as priority and made me pay for bag check.  不爽。。。so i asked again after i got to the gate only to find out that i didn't need to pay 25 bucks for luggage!  so i went back to the ticketing counter and received a smart remark "you risked your flight to come back for this?"  by remaining polite, her conscience must have kicked in to extract an "i'm sorry".  i went back through security with 25 bucks in hand, the knowledge that at least one service attendant was helpful and made my flight on time.  though minimal...there is hope for humanity... 

dad "US travel is worsening.  make sure you eat before you board.  you have to pay for sandwiches on the flight and they taste terrible"

 

picking weeds is a preferred pastime in our household...

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what are these two doing?  like scene out of homeland...'cept in the most jewish neighborhood...."lets enjoy the sun's vitamin d..."

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as a family, we eat late.  we order a lot.  and we have a set team that finishes it all.  it's really quite impressive.  5 people...10 dishes.  it's like a race when the food comes out.  to eat fast enough so the plates get cleared for more plates.  yet to time when to slow down and eat less and enjoy whats left on the table.  not to mention my dad and my uncle are adding 2 bowls of rice to their tummy's as well.  "不吃飯好像沒吃東西一樣“  it's the same jokes over and over.  they never get old.  

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北港台菜館 
59-14A Main St. 
Flushing, NY 11355. 
718-886-8788


 

im finally back at home.  feels great.  cleaned the house.  changed the sheets.  gonna vacuum tomorrow.  all part of my extended domestic chore workout plan.  and everyday this week my dads been finding opportune times to have a talk with me.  dont go back to korea.  go to jakarta.  go to singapore.  i'll give you this. i'll give u that.  u can only imagine my family's reaction to north korea's warning to foreigners in south korean 15 days ago...(in contrast my peers in korea act like nothing is going on whereas everyone outside the world has their panties in a bunch).  and so the cut off date is june.  so we're on a tight course of action to get me to south east asia before june...and he usually gets my aunt on the phone at the same time.  to which the conversation ends...
..."btw did u hear about boston?  it's crazy"
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tomato chicken soup, turkey avocado club, bebek bubur, 酸菜豬肚湯,紅燒排骨,河粉湯,菜脯蛋,XO醬炒絲瓜, panzenella salad