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+ Claiming my name on http://tinyarro.ws/
+ That 25 Random Things Thing... if you give a crap.
+ The Secret Tipping Outlier Point
+ Bad translations...
+ Being Yellow Roundup and Media Memeage.
+ To all the girls I've loved before
+ Poetry
+ Let. Freedom. Ring.
+ To the children of my forebears, halfway across the world:
+ A Being Yellow Roundup
+ Make it stop
+ Yet another reason Sartre was right
+ Miscellany
+ In which our hero is exceedingly random
+ On seeing a man outside of Smoothie King dressed in a big banana costume
+ From the Pink Gator
+ (no subject)
+ Observations from my deathbed
+ Who is this man; what sort of devil is he?
+ Serenity and some Mandarin translations
+ Go Figure
+ My people, they have but one...
+ I don't understand this language
+ Strange question...
+ Dear S.B. Woo:
+ In which I am exceedingly lax in answering [info]chinook_wind's interview
+ Gong Xi! Gong Xi!
+ Wood Monkey
+ Hope your return trip went well, [info]amezri...
+ The Longest Cemetary and other assorted goodies...
+ Jetlagged
+ A gift of sorts...
+ Random House
+ Foolish Westerner
+ (no subject)
+ 100 Things
+ On being a yellow bastard in the U.S...
+ Plus, I'm yellow on the outside and white on the inside...
+ (no subject)

March 11th, 2009


2009.0311.1407::Claiming my name on http://tinyarro.ws/
Liebe miener Website

http://❥.ws/民
http://›.ws/蕭季民

Eso es todo.

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January 30th, 2009


2009.0130.1758::That 25 Random Things Thing... if you give a crap.
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you OR I've already read yours and think we have a lot in common.

Honestly, I'm not going to tag anyone because either you've already been tagged or you're getting tired of this whole thing...

I've done this before... )

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December 3rd, 2008


2008.1203.0933::The Secret Tipping Outlier Point
This is yet another illustration why Malcolm Gladwell's works are little different from The Secret.

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January 9th, 2008


2008.0109.1033::Bad translations...
I've lived with Engrish/Chinglish all my life. I still have a pencil box from grade school emblazoned with the phrase "Space Shuttle shall be realize to answer your dream." Engrish.com catalogs some of the more amusing offences (To everyone thinking they'd never do something so foolish, however, turnabout is fair play)

This (long, slightly complicated article) is a pretty amusing account of how poor software and lazy proofing (update: and the simplification of the written Chinese character) are combining to create something that China definitely wants to eradicate before the Olympics come to town.

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August 28th, 2007


2007.0828.1602::Being Yellow Roundup and Media Memeage.
8asians.com links to an Aurgasm post about Korean-American singer-songwriter Priscilla Ahn, who sounds to me a bit like Dar Williams.

A comedian named Russell Peters details why people of African descent shouldn't necessarily be offended around gibbering Mandarin-speakers. My brother often asks for "clarification" from my parents when they unknowingly channel Nathan Bedford Forrest through their native tongue.

And two memes from countessmary )

DragonCon is in a few days, and I'm feeling positively ambivalent about it. I've had so much work lately, I guess it's eating into my enthusiasm.

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June 23rd, 2007


2007.0623.2245::To all the girls I've loved before
From Single Female Seeking Same-Race Male:
The researchers found that most women speed daters said yes (meaning they’d like to see a man again after the four-minute speed date) less often to men of another race than they did to men of their own race. Here’s how much less interested they were in the other races, as compared with their enthusiasm for men of their own race:
African-American women said yes about 30 percent less often to Hispanic men; about 45 percent less often to white men; about 65 percent less often to Asian men.

White women said yes about 30 percent less often to black or Hispanic men, and about 65 percent less often to Asian men.

Hispanic women said yes about 20 percent less often to black or white men, and 50 percent less often to Asian men.

Asian women didn’t discriminate much by race (except for showing a very slight preference for Asian men over black or Hispanic men).
... The researchers, after controlling for all other attributes (height, weight, attractiveness, etc.), calculated how much extra income (relative to the income of the average online male dater, $62,500) a man would need to overcome the racial barrier. Here are some of the estimates (there weren’t enough data to do all the interracial permutations) of how much each extra income a man would need to be equally appealing to a woman as would a man of her own race:
... For equal success with a white woman, an African-American needs to earn an additional $154,000; a Hispanic man needs $77,000; an Asian needs $247,000.
To all the women who chose to share some emotional- (or latex-) filled moments with me, a sudden and belated appreciation is due.

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June 19th, 2007


[info]batnandu: yeah
batnandu: if i grew up exposed to that language [Ogg Vorbis audio link -tps]
batnandu: i'd probably be all into lego video games too
batnandu: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lion-Eating_Poet_in_the_Stone_Den
batnandu: your people really freak me out

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May 23rd, 2007


2007.0523.1537::Let. Freedom. Ring.

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May 20th, 2007


2007.0520.1057::To the children of my forebears, halfway across the world:
I know you think pretty much anything is fair game, especially if it's sweet, sour, bitter, salty, or spicy. But, please, for the love of all that is umami, stop putting ingredients that kill into things that are meant to go into people's mouths.

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February 27th, 2007


2007.0227.1053::A Being Yellow Roundup
A few notable stories from Angry Asian Man

A marketing firm, SnapDragon, has released Ten Things Every Brand Should Know About Asian-American Youth. Of particular note:
The 15 minutes of seemingly benign American Idol fame for William Hung had a surprisingly negative effect on Asian-American students. There's a feeling that Hung perpetuated the worst stereotypes about Asian people and gave non-Asians permission to indulge in two years of racial stereotyping and mocking.
To which I say, NO DUH.

I didn't watch the Oscars, but the announcer indicated that Best Adapted Screenplay winner The Departed was based on a Japanese movie. Bzzt! Infernal Affairs (with Andy Lau from House of Flying Daggers) is a Chinese movie. Yes, I know we all look alike, you uninformed, ignorant round-eye.

The New York Daily News reports on a Chinese students' participation in the recent NYU College Republicans' 'Find The Illegal Immigrant' stunt. The piece recounts some of the troubling history of Chinese immmigration in America:
As early as 1850... )
Beau Sia, an Asian poet, posted an open letter to all the rosie o'donnells in response to her defense and half-hearted apology of her own 'ching-chong' remarks on The View. O'Donnell, after viewing the piece, has apparently taken his message to heart and sincerely apologized, all the racist, sexist, and ignorant shitcocks on YouTube, notwithstanding.

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February 10th, 2007


2007.0210.0951::Make it stop
I'm watching The Legend on Spike right now, which, for those of you who don't know, is the English-dubbed version of Jet Li's Fong Sai Yuk. It lacks both the humor and the drama of the Chinese language version, and hell, I only understand one-third of the dialogue at best, and have to read the subtitles most of the time. They've mucked up the soundtrack, the tone and everything.

It pains me.

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November 26th, 2006


2006.1126.1207::Yet another reason Sartre was right
Random Redneck Woman at the Georgia Aquarium: I tell you what, foreigners are the rudest people in the whole world.
[info]thepeopleseason: Thank you very much.


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October 31st, 2006


2006.1031.1551::Miscellany
After Pinky informed me this morning that the British consider Dr. Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker as their top fictional scientists (beating such keen scientific minds as Spock and Dr. Emmett Brown), we had the following conversation:
Me: You know, Bunsen Honeydew is just made to look Asian--he's got glasses, a round head, he's kinda yellow--
Pinky: --He's GREEN!
Me: Well, he's *kind of* yellow... and the lack of eyes are clearly meant to imply some squinty-ness.
Pinky continues to disagree, however, so I'll leave it to you, fair readers--do you think Dr. Honeydew (graduate of Carnegie-Melonhead University) is Asian?

Researching further into this, I also learned that in the unlikely event of a water landing, Beaker can be used as a flotation device.


In other news, some guy had such an obsession with Better Off Dead's '67 Camaro, that he hunted it down and restored it. I wonder if he can build a space shuttle out of household items...

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September 19th, 2006


2006.0919.1741::In which our hero is exceedingly random
I'm probably way behind the curve on this one, but it's just so hypnotic. It's a good thing I have headphones, otherwise my cow orkers would probably kill me.

Dear Santa...

[info]fiyero2005 gives me the following quote which reminds him of me:
Veronica, I think when you get out in the world a little more, you'll discover that not all well-dressed, articulate, detail-oriented men are gay. Many of them are just...Asian.
-- Mr. Wu, Veronica Mars
And [info]batnandu and I watch way too many movies:
[info]thepeopleseason: Dude.
[info]batnandu: dude.
[info]thepeopleseason: dude.
[info]batnandu: dude.
[info]thepeopleseason: ok I see your point.


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August 19th, 2006


2006.0819.1511::On seeing a man outside of Smoothie King dressed in a big banana costume
"Is it me or is that guy dressed like he's in the Chinese Klan?"
-- AK


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May 8th, 2006


2006.0508.2044::From the Pink Gator
When you roll over and look at me in the morning sometimes, I can't tell if your eyes are open or not.


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April 26th, 2006


A meme from [info]chinook_wind with the stipulation of the letter D: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.
  1. digital I am very much a child of technology--I'm a gadget freak, computer programmer, internet addict.
  2. drumbone Quite possibly the coolest musical instrument ever.
  3. do Or do not; there is no try. All that I have done since getting to Atlanta.
  4. dude If [info]batnandu got this as a tattoo, I promised that I'd get "sweet."
  5. dark A possible translation of my last name, and what my complexion was like the time my fortune-telling uncle told my father that I should not grow a moustache or beard.
  6. dare This is the title of my favorite song from an 80s cartoon movie.
  7. desire I am nothing if not a creature of desire.
  8. devil Any mention of the word "devil" reminds me either of Grendel or the toast Dream makes with Hob Gadling in Sandman:
    "To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due."
    It's a wonder I didn't fill this meme up with the names of the Endless...
  9. dragon Despite everything that's been going on with it this year, I still love DragonCon, and hopefully will be able to go next year.
  10. drury I don't know...it's a funny word--funny-looking, funny-sounding--maybe not as much as "turd" but funny still.


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April 19th, 2006


2006.0419.1658::Observations from my deathbed
I've been sick for the past few days, with some kind of hemorrhagic fever. It might really just be the flu, however, because my co-workers remarked that I wasn't bleeding from my eyes--you know, if I were bleeding from the eyes, I'd like to think that before I went to the hospital, I'd jump into the car and drive to [info]batnandu's workplace and yell out, "DUDE! Check it out! I'm totally bleeding out of my eyes!!"

On Monday night, the Pink Gator came over and brought me some curry noodle soup, and we both watched the second season episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation, "Where Silence Has Lease." I commented that it was probably second season, and she finished my thought with "because Worf has short hair and Riker has the beard..."

Later on that night, I pointed to the little bonus sculpture that came with my copy of Return of the King, and asked her, "Do you know what that is?" No, my friends, she answered neither, "I don't know" nor , "that city from Lord of the Rings," but "Minas Tirith" and went on to say, "The tree is missing... too bad..."

Amazing woman, she is.

Now if only she would be into gaming...

And as tagged by [info]amezri, A Username Meme )

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March 5th, 2006


2006.0305.1855::Who is this man; what sort of devil is he?
A new Chinese name renders "tmhsiao" obsolete. [info]thepeopleseason is the artist formerly known as "tmhsiao."

Also, from [info]alienpred18: Give me 4 pieces of advice...

Try and make them poignant... though no one can resist things like "don't eat yellow snow".... I'm really looking for advice from my friends... real advice.

Put this in your LJ if you care to.

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October 3rd, 2005


2005.1003.1453::Serenity and some Mandarin translations
I managed to catch Serenity three times this weekend--Friday night I met up with [info]leeannslytherin and [info]crazchica. Saturday, I avoided the Florida/Alabama game with another viewing and then met up on Sunday with [info]countessmary (who I wasn't able to sit with Friday night) for a third.

In general, the Mandarin in the movie is much better than the Mandarin in the series. Since some of the longer phrases are either spoken offscreen or look a bit like they've been ADR'd, I suspect that they had a dialogue/dialect coach come in to a recording studio and run them through the phrases multiple times and picked the best one.

Some Mandarin Translations--Possible Spoilers )

Like I said earlier, Serenity is good, and much of the success of the movie (and any possible future Firefly-related projects) is dependent on both the first and second weeks of ticket sales. So here's an offer for those of you that read this who have little idea of what I've just talked about. Of the qualifying persons who: live in the Atlanta area and have seen neither Serenity nor Firefly, the first one who comments on this entry will receive: one ticket to a showing of this movie for this coming weekend. I'm thinking the 4:40 showing at Regal Hollywood 24, but I'm flexible.

In other news, I watched Mirrormask this Saturday night, and it was good, too. A bit slow at parts, but visually striking.

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April 6th, 2005


2005.0406.1523::Go Figure
I was listening to the radio this morning, and the morning show had a so-called "dating expert" on the line who mentioned that there's something wrong with a 35-year-old male who hasn't been married yet.

Which just brings to mind the conversation that I had with my father the other morning--he called on Monday morning, before I left for work, asking about a computer issue. After I helped him with it, he started in on the grilling:
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Hey, listen, you should find a nice nurse or a teacher or something. Someone who has an income and can help support the both of you."
"Yeah, ok, dad."
Now, most of you will probably realize that now that I'm into my 30s, my parents have been pressuring me to find a wife and have children. I've even asked them the importance of the order of those steps, and they responded, "Not really important." So it seems they're in a rush to have grandchildren--As I wrote about a while ago, my Chinese name changed recently. While my original name was Hsiao Tze-Ming, last Thanksgiving my parents were all giddily calling me "Hsiao Ji-Ming! Hsiao Ji-Ming!" When I asked them why they were calling me that, they told me that a Chinese fortune-teller told them that both me and my brother should change our names for good luck*. After my brother read that post, he grilled my mom and dad and found out that "good luck" really translates to "a greater chance of having grandchildren for you."

So, I guess my father envisions me with some prim and proper woman with child-bearing hips and a high FICO score (come to think of it, I should put together a dating site like Match.com where one of the criteria you can sort by is FICO score...).

It occured to me yesterday, however, that the only non-professional or social places that I can find a nurse or a teacher with an income to help support the both of us are places that are named "The Pink Pony" or "The Alley Cat."

Well, they're mostly dressed like nurses or teachers...


* My family has a sort of generational poem naming-convention. Each successive generation names their children with the next word in sequence of this poem--both my father and my aunt have the word "Shih" in their names. When my brother, the first-born son of his generation was born, my father went to his dad and asked him what the next word to use, and my grandfather said "Tze," which was wrong. It should have been "Ji," but the incorrect name has already propagated to our cousins, etc.

When my parents went to this fortune-teller, she asked if our names should really be Tze-Ming and Tze-Wei, and they said no, so she said to change it back to the way it should have been (at least my name doesn't have testicle in it anymore...).

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March 24th, 2005


2005.0324.1547::My people, they have but one...
Last night, I met up for dinner with a friend from out of town (let's call her Shana). Shana recently moved away from Atlanta to the left coast to go to grad school--she's getting an MBA with an eye toward taking some law classes as well. Since she basically knows no one in California, she went to one of those MBA program to get hooked up with a roommate.

She decided, when looking at her prospects, to go with a particular guy (let's call him "P"*), because he's Chinese (she's Chinese, too). From what she's told me, however, he's quite standoffish--he doesn't ever interact with her unless she initiates the conversation. She's told me that their MBA program colleagues have invited the two of them out through him, and he made it a point not to mention anything to her. She did mention that he doesn't quite approve that she's dating a white guy (because growing up in Miami and living in Atlanta gives all of us Chinese people ample opportunity to interact daily with dateable members of the opposite sex of our own race--pfeh).

So, in the course of our conversation, she happens to recount a story about bathroom garbage. In their apartment, they have separate bathrooms ("thankfully," according to Shana), and because P was in the process of taking the garbage out to the dumpster, Shana asked him if he would wait a second and allow her to add her bathroom garbage to the bunch Note that my recounting of this tale is hardly verbatim, names have been changed to protect the innocent, I don't even know what a poopaw is, yadda, yadda, yadda. )

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January 31st, 2005


2005.0131.1735::I don't understand this language
Surfing around Hanzi Smatter, I've come to discover that one component of my old* Chinese name, which I've previously described as meaning either "swamp" or "radiance," is a combination of the characters for water and, umm...testicle.

*I have a new Chinese name. I might write about why it's suddenly changed, eventually, but that would take me a bit more time than I feel like taking right now.

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October 2nd, 2004


2004.1002.0249::Strange question...
Had a drunk woman accost me tonight (the one who was quite piercingly whoo-ing earlier in the night), after I helped her to pick up her pen at the Bar.

She first asked my race, specifically wondering about the source of my height and size (I get a lot of people wondering if I'm Korean--do I have Korean features? I don't know--I have about as much trouble telling races apart as the average, stereotypical "white boy"). When I told her I was Chinese, she expressed surprise.

Then she asked the really odd question:
Are you married...or are you gay?
as if the two options were the only options available.

I don't know what to think of that.

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June 26th, 2004


2004.0626.0022::Dear S.B. Woo:
Today, you sent me the following "news" under the subject "Lots of GREAT News":
3) 1.1 million e-mail addresses on 80-20's list. It is a factor of 3 increase over the 300,000 email addresses in the 2000 election.
Wow. That's pretty impressive.

Or it would be if you didn't obtain your mailing list addresses using known spammer tactics. Since I've received e-mail from you going to <myusername> at both my yahoo and hotmail accounts, plus to addresses which I last used in 1993 for posting to Usenet, I figure that threefold increase in addresses on your list are a result of either the unethical spammer practice of culling addresses from archives or the purchase of an unscrupulously-obtained list.

Either way, it means I'll nary give the 80-20 Initiative a single penny until you rebuild your address list so that it comprises only the addresses of people who actually would care to be on it.

In the meantime, I suggest you give a swift kick in the nads to your unresponsive system administrator.

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March 12th, 2004


2004.0312.1305::In which I am exceedingly lax in answering [info]chinook_wind's interview
Rules:
Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
You'll include this explanation.
You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.


And finally... the answers to the interview... )

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January 21st, 2004


2004.0121.2359::Gong Xi! Gong Xi!
May everyone have a lucky and prosperous Year of the Wood Monkey.

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2004.0121.1603::Wood Monkey
In anticipation for the upcoming New Year, I finally posted the pictures from the China trip. Yes, that trip was in the beginning of November. I am a lazy, complacent git.

In other news, there's a new service called Dude, Check this out--it's a combination Blog/Social Network. Unfortunately, it works primarily on Internet Explorer, but my own page lists something I threw together for Mozilla. Now I just gotta get something going for Opera...

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December 20th, 2003


2003.1220.1950::Hope your return trip went well, [info]amezri...
I think you'll be interested to know that MTV re-ran SuChin Pak's My Life (Translated) today, and the TiVo grabbed it. I put it on tape, so if you want to give me your snail mail address, I can mail it up.

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November 14th, 2003


2003.1114.1654::The Longest Cemetary and other assorted goodies...
I'm the King of the World!

Err... actually, I was shivering and tired, but climbing the Great Wall was exhilarating. Jerry and I made it to the top of the fifth tower out from the entrance at Ba Da Ling with a few other members of our tour group. The steepness of the climb to that final tower is literally breathtaking (in climbing terms, I'd probably give it about a 4.8-4.9). The stairs themselves are slightly indented from what I can only imagine is thousands of years of use and wear. I think all of us were a bit shocked when my mom trailed in as we took several minutes to catch our breath.


For those of you who know them, I met up with Anna and Adam in Beijing at a pretty famous shopping district (Wang Fu Jing). We were supposed to meet up at the DQ in the Mall at Oriental Plaza, but they got stuck in traffic, and I figured out that there are two DQs in the mall, so we got in a bit of a disconnect before my brother found them from my descriptions. We went on to eat outdoors, amidst a crowd of men who barked at each passerby with promises of good, fast food, and then walked around Wang Fu Jing, catching up, and taking in all the stores and vendors.


Running around the web today, I spied An intriguing analysis of the deleterious effect of stupid people on society. The illustrations alone are worth it.

Finally, for the writers among you, I found [info]writerdose, author Michelle Richmond's Daily Dose for Writers, a daily exercise in writing. I've syndicated it on LJ, although, if the syndication continues to use specific font colors, I'll probably mirror the RSS feed on my own site and strip out the <FONT> tags. I really like the story she uses as an example on the fetish entry.

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November 12th, 2003


2003.1112.1404::Jetlagged
I'm back from the Middle Kingdom. I've got a boatload of e-mail and TiVo to catch up on, as well as trying to recuperate from SARS (yes, that's hyperbole).

A bit too much went on in China to really write a lot about--I saw Tienanmen Square, the Forbidden City, Summer Palace, Temple of Heaven. I climbed the Great Wall (Ba Da Ling section), and saw the Terra Cotta Warriors in Xian. I ate entirely too many eggs for my poor cholesterol level, but they sure were tasty.

Jerry has the digital camera at the moment, and I'll probably have digital pics of everything we went through some time soon. One of the members of our Beijing tour took pictures of everything, including each individual plate of food that we consumed. I'm hoping he'll post those sometime soon.

Otherwise, I'm jetlagged and ready for bed.

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July 24th, 2003


2003.0724.1932::A gift of sorts...
I've had my welcome mat for a while.

I bought it some time in '99 or so. It has four Chinese Characters on it, jiā

Roughly translated, it means "bless our home," or, more appropriately, "enrich our home."

Arriving home from work today, I noticed there was something slipped under my door knocker. I get a lot of things slipped under the door knocker--package notices, condo association newsletters--so I didn't think much of it. But when I drew it out, I found a slip of paper, rough around the edges, with the characters written out, their Anglicizations underneath, and their individual translations under that:

"happiness radiance our home"

It's neat that someone took the time to look up the meaning of my welcome mat, print it out, and let me know.

Hopefully, she's cute.


On another note, I think my back is worse than I initially suspected.

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June 27th, 2003


2003.0627.1740::Random House
I made the mistake of hooking up the PS2 and starting up Enter the Matrix last night around 7:45 or so. When I next looked at the clock, it was 10:15 or so. This recovering gaming junkie needs this addiction not.

Especially with the large number of things that I need to get done. I started the evening by trying to setup the SiPix Blink to take pictures of various Texas Hold'em hands for some LJ icons/mood icons, but the SiPix is a horrendous piece of shit when it comes to taking pictures indoors, even with direct lighting, so that was a wash.

Also on my plate: Books I have to/should/have purchased to read:
  • Positively Fifth Street
  • Earnie's copy of Poker Nation
  • Dumbing Down for the book club
  • The Secret History
  • Play Poker Like the Pros by Phil Hellmuth
  • Girls' Poker Night
  • China Boy
  • The Rape of Nanking

Stuff I have to/should do:
  • Find some way of getting those Texas Hold'Em hand pictures.
  • Transcribe a bunch of Mandarin from Making Out in Chinese for [info]taraljc.
  • Hash out the plot/character problems in the Willow/Xander post-Chosen piece before July 15.
  • Laundry.
  • Dishes.
  • Record and watch thirteen episodes of this season's Six Feet Under off of the TiVo for Jackie.
  • Make the MP3 CD that I promised [info]khubli a while ago.
  • Fix the sound card problems with my mini-tower PC.
  • Find some more ways of saving money before August 14.


I'd also like to say hey to the Fishes. :)

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May 6th, 2003


2003.0506.1039::Foolish Westerner
Tired of the crappy pseudo-Asian mysticism that your friends keep trying to foist onto you? All Feng Shui-ed out? Here's some shirts for your poseur, yellow-fevered friends who don't know the difference between mom and horse.
Current Mood: [mood icon] amused

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April 23rd, 2003


I've got a couple of Shirt series on Cafepress at the moment. Here is a shirt I'm planning to put together for a new series.

What does it say, you ask?

"Foolish Westerner"

When I showed it to [info]batnandu, he suggested one that says "Fuck you, round-eye." Finding the effective equivalent for round-eye might be tough, though. I am considering "Feng Shui My Ass," with the requisite red color and some turtles or dragons...

I still need to scan in the takeout box...
Current Mood: [mood icon] amused

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January 16th, 2003


2003.0116.1109::100 Things
I found this 100 Things meme mentioned on [info]bratsey's friend page, and I thought I'd try my hand at it. Heavens, it was a pain in the ass. Like just about everyone else that has done this, I need to add the disclaimer that some of these entries will more than likely qualify as TMI...

100 Things about that yellow bastard )

It's taken me about four days to complete this, sometimes staying up past 2:00 AM. I've mentioned Rose Marie in ten entries, Lee in five, Marcia in three, Stacey in four, and the woman of my dreams in three. I have three different regrets. I talk about high school in ten entries, and college/grad school in 8. I'm tired now.
Current Mood: [mood icon] tired
Current Music: "Never Turn Your Back on Mother Earth" - Martin Gore

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January 13th, 2003


2003.0113.1805::On being a yellow bastard in the U.S...
How America Unsexes the Asian Male.

Today I found this article, originally published in August of 1996, reposted from the New York Times.

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December 10th, 2002


2002.1210.0142::Plus, I'm yellow on the outside and white on the inside...


Which random phallic object are you?
Quiz by Andrea.


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November 25th, 2002


Not fifty minutes ago, a diminutive Vietnamese woman named Tina was in the process of shearing away some of my hair.

When I walked into the Chinese barbershop/hair salon, I walked over, and she scissored two fingers into her hair, and I nodded. She pointed me towards a chair, and I sat; she wrapped a towel about my neck and draped a sheet decorated with some Patrick Nagel/Ty Wilson-wannabe graphic over me. And then she started to cut my hair.

No talking. No asking how I wanted it styled.

Once, after she had already started, she pointed at my hair in a couple of places, and muttered something, and I tried to explain to her that I couldn't speak Chinese very well. It would be about 30 minutes later, after the shampoo and the teeth-rattling massage, when she would tell me (in English) that she was from Vietnam, and ask me about myself.

At the time, however, all of this just wasn't at all upsetting to me. I just placed my trust in this woman to cut my hair appropriately.

This is, of course, in preparation for my return to Miami, so I can avoid my father's insistence that my hair is too long, and the therefore subsequent obligation to go see Lucy, the woman who used to cut my hair when I was living down there.

It's not that I don't like going to see Lucy, but you need to understand that with a trip back home, certain obligations have a tendency to crop up. Because my parents are my parents, I don't really get to say no to the "can you tell me what's wrong with the computer?" question (I've luckily ducked out on a lot of these questions since moving to Atlanta, since Jerry lives in Boynton Beach...).

Other obligations: going shopping for who knows what. While this may seem like something that would appeal to me, invariably we'll go shopping for the most tedious things,
The most taxing of the expected obligations is the Moving of the Stuff. For some reason unapparent to those of us under the age of 31, we need to move Stuff around the house a lot--from trunks full of clothes, to, more usually, furniture. Beds, shelves (and the books on them), dressers, etc. My mom and dad are worried about my father's back. Jerry and I, are worried about our own...

Oh well... Here's to family get-togethers.

Oh yeah, the haircut turned out fine.


I actually did go to see Die Another Day yesterday afternoon, with Jeech and Earnie. It was entertaining enough, but quite stupid in parts. For example, why would anyone get onto a plane in North Korea, dressed in army fatigues, and then change into some ho-cake tube top, arm-length gloves, and skin-tight white pants? Is this really necessary? Give me Famke Janssen in a short cotton robe anyday...
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Current Music: "Standing" (remix) by VNV Nation

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