Monday, January 31, 2011

cleaning and organizing...

hello world,
today has been a super busy and fun day for a few simple reasons. my son will be celebrating his 7th birthday tomorrow after school. i genuinely look forward to that. this all being said, i would really like to thank a whole lot of people for their support of this space and the way that i am able to unload here is so cathartic, it's almost illegal...

1. my great parents, who are lately saying that they love me... how cute
2. my wife and kids
3. my best buddies, hrm, dl, jc, bc, mr. 5'2", a few others
4. my brother and his family
5. a lot of great anonymous people who make me smile

it's fun trying to be funny, and never actually laughing at your own material. i've been mixing it up, and actually coming to the big apple and pretending to work... it's been super eventful, in its own right, because, being alone is the worst thing for me... but i as of late have been relishing the silence.

so this is going to be the conservatory of ideas:

1. i'm fun, i'm different, i'm an american... i'm a blamer... how do we expect this world to become better if we blame everybody else for our own mess?
2. being a married man, being a father, being a friend and a whack job are my best attributes. i love my anti-psychotic meds. they make for a wonderful night's rest.
3. to shut down my brain takes just 25 mg of meds... can you imagine what making love twice a day would do?
4. why is it that everyone knows where to find me when they need a favor, and whenever i need someone they are no where to be had...?
5. the contrarian point of view is mine, because i like to create irritation, i like to create moments of pondering, i like to rub people the wrong way, because without friction, life for me would be meaningless... can you imagine kissing without tongue? can you imagine smiling without teeth? can you imagine eating without sitting on the can later in the day? it's all very interconnected, and all and every step of the 'life process' is critical.
6. i'm a natural dot connector. i love connecting the dots. don't you know one of my favorite movies of all time is hitch... i love that stuff!
7.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

a lost cell phone... and suddenly something to do...

hello world,

my wife lost her cell phone. i was almost happy to say that... does that mean a new iphone 4 is in the works? actually that is not true. i'm not a big iphone fan because it is TOO MUCH FUN! i am a die hard blackberry user, because it is everything i need in a smartphone, and nothing i don't. simple email, simple navigation, simple web, (even though it stinks)... good enough for me...

hope all is well, with the outside world... i have to shop for a new phone for my wife.

all the best,
ymjk

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

money talks...

good morning world,

some guy named robert burton... he's one of the biggest contributors to univ. of ct. he is demanding a 3 million dollar donation back from the university after it snubbed him. i think it's very important not to snub multi-millionaire donors who happen to be your biggest single individual donor. i have a saying... 'sucks to be you'... it actually is better stated, 'sucks to be uconn'. the greatest thought here is that it's not about 3 million dollars. it's about self respect, and earning your way into the hearts and minds of people that you care to be around.

ever wonder how big projects like university stadiums get built? it is people like burton who spearhead things... with such tremendous generosity and ability. the great thing about life is that these simple words are much more convincing. the article should be retitled, 'don't effin' ignore me...' i am too wealthy and powerful to let these petty details to be even an issue. so mr. ed, (not erectile dysfunction)... (eavesdropper) has his ears peeled, and the topic of the day is simply why and how people can change the way they think about 'me'? the simplest thing to change one's perceived value to any single group is to make sure that people understand your 'essence'... i talk about things like, you're not going to have words like, 'barista', or 'cute' or 'blonde' on your tombstone.

can we really get down to our essence? i surely hope so... so these things/details/thoughts that are almost irrevocable are:

1. i'm a son, and a brother
2. i'm a father
3. i can talk to practically anyone

that being said... i really appreciate the people in my life who relish my uniqueness. there can only be so much time wasted comparing what else, myself or others have to offer... i was just talking to an old friend on the phone, (def. of an old friend..., somebody i knew before i got married). so this dude is a ship broker... i think that's pretty damn impressive. a typical sale will be in the 30-50 million dollar range. the company charges 1.25 percent commission. that translates to something like 500 K in commission. Not to bad to be able to sell one boat a year.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

another day... atypical?

7:36 am, i am getting myself ready to go into manhattan for another day of 'work'? it seems that way... actually i love what i do, so i prefer not to call it work...

how does this all go? i'm waiting for breakfast. my coffee is ready, and i should serve myself, but me, being the 'king' of the family is waiting for my wife to come out of the shower, and serve me... i'm such a jerk sometimes.

alas, coffee served... the difference in a person's life before and after a little coffee... it's not even about 'the pick me up effect' of the caffeine... it's just a marker to note... "now the day has begun"... so with and without coffee, with and without a morning hug from my little monsters... all these little details are the important ones. everything else such as if they are on time, and if they are bathed and smell delicious... are the facts of life that my wife takes care of.

i saw louis ck's comedy louie. i don't think the 'real' dads even understand that he's lying. when, and if any comedian truly connects, or 'is there, and was there', when their monologues so intuitively click with the daily goings on of somebody's life... it's not fun, funny, or interesting. i applaud louis ck for being well received. i also think that it's wonderful to make such mundane events comedy to the masses... i just wish there were more niche comedians... like myself who could make fun of the way how this totally dysfunctional society that we live in... continues to warp the minds of young people.

louis ck had part of his show take place on a school bus. the school bus got a flat tire. he called his 'people' and got all the kids of the school bus and they were all sent home in a limo. people who find this fun or funny are simply the kids in the room. i really hope that bringing kids into this mindset that limos are fun and or interesting is really tragic. the best thought i have is to be able to call the parents of each and every kid to pick up their kids... that would be so much better.

let me go... duty calls.

Monday, January 24, 2011

doing business...

dear world,

eavesdropping should be a new olympic sport. i think i would really excel! what i want to tell the world is that with this notion of being a fly on the wall, most if not all people can learn something new about people that they hold in close regard. can you imagine being able to listen to a personal convo., of one of your professors, health care providers, legal aid folks, or even your spouse? it's just so interesting to contemplate what people are, and who people are, when we're not watching/listening... or just pretending to listen...

where does all this stuff end and start? i don't know... the greatest thing in the world is that i have a fly on the wall p.o.v. on what is going on here at my neighborhood caffeine shop.

what is going on here? somebody is trying to sell jet parts, somebody is trying to do some scrap metal business, and somebody is trying to figure out what the hell he is doing dealing with a korean man to sell their beauty supplies...

i can capture the essence of anything or anybody in an instant... is that bad or good? i really don't know... why i care about such trivialities is simply the fact that i have too much time on my hands. enjoy your day! take it to the next level... and take your neighbor in, on the convo. it's sometimes the best convo. you will have... an unexpected one.

so many random occurrences have to transpire for anything meaningful to happen... i could talk about this topic all day... there are no such random events in life.

all the best,
make love and not war,
ymjk

quotes of the morning, mostly from my lovely wife... and there's more...

dear world,

1. "why don't chinese people have any class"

2. "if you sleep next to mommy, you can't hold my arm"

3. "just because they have money..."

4. "they (the chinese) are buying up estates"

5. "i washed them, boiled them for 5 minutes, (speaking of sanitizing/sterilizing some cookie cutters)

6. "cheese 'namasuh'"

7. "dip dip 'hanunguh'"

8. "i have to go to home depot"

9. "do me a favor, go outside and start my car... how can you say that, i'm touching pork... you treat me like a slave... i can't believe it... if i was lying down, i would understand..."

10. "call smart tuition, find out what's going on"

11. "throw away lexus 'yongujuhm', papa"

the beauty of being able to type anything i want, and posting it... it's so cathartic. i was talking to a wonderful intercultural/inter-racial couple at my church yesterday, and i got some serious nuggets of wisdom from them.

let me do a quick background:
female korean, from the korean hills/sticks
caucasian male, was in the air force

so the two marry and live happily ever after... 14 years would pass before she was allowed to go back to korea. her family wanted to make sure, the elder uncles and family all passed away, before it would be a 'comfortable situation'... i don't know if you can get what i'm tryin' to say, it's just that as a group of people, my culture and history is so freakin' closed minded, i cannot believe what it means sometimes to be korean... as i often tell others... i'm korean when it's convenient... i'm american the same way, i'm also dominican, and chilean, if it will give me an edge...

just another quick note about racial profiling. i ran into a dark and lovely gal at one of my fave hangouts... she is totally excellent. a young woman who is in her first or second year of college. what i want to add is that she had an interview with yale university, her romanized name is something like jane hakunamatata. one of the first questions was 'where are you from'...? her quick answer is "new jersey"... just by saying new jersey she nailed her coffin shut. her parents are from nigeria, and if she used the nigeria card, quite frankly, she probably would have been accepted to yale as opposed to being wait-listed. one or two questions, and the following one or two answers... in your life, can be very pivotal. please young people realize that most adults are trying to help you...

let us help you by your helping yourself... don't be a dumbass, use the system, or be used...

i have to let you all go... time to figure out why i am not getting credit for the checks that i sent to my daughter's school...

all the best,
ymjk

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

i'm going to write a book... about my married life...

hey world,
there is a funny notion that creative people should do creative things, good people should do good things, happy people should do happy things, and professional people should do professional work... what does it mean to be professional? a couple notable quotes from this morning... for those who don't know me personally, i'm married to a japanese born and bred female...

i said to her: "the reason, i love you is that when i'm rich and famous..." her instant replies were:
1. go to home depot and fix the faucet
2. you will never be rich and famous
3. oh my gosh, you have no flavor (sense of)
4. you are so american
5. _______________________, you can fill it in yourself...

the great thing about my wife is i called the dishwasher repair man one time, and it cost something like 180 bucks, and no she doesn't want to use the dishwasher for fear of it breaking again, and having to pay a service man xxx amount of dollars to fix it....

did i ever mention to you that my wife is a country girl? she is so basic... she is so mentally stuck in 1940... i love it... at times.

we compare and compare... and think and worry and stress and wish...

take care world... by the way the name of my book is "dixon doe nuts", a self help book... hidden messages, and hidden meaning in everything... a very personal look into why we do things, and why we want to be some entity that we are not...

all the best,
ymjk

"help I need more"...

world,

today is my first day after my birthday. i wish i could tell you that this day or yesterday will be any different than the thousands of days which preceded them... but i would probably be stretching the truth... when i look around, i see people like lemmings, doing what they are "supposed to do"... i wish they understood the truth is that people are not lemmings, but the opposite... they are weeble wabbles... you push them, and they will always right themselves... the sad fact is, that our true north is something that many people have lost. what is our real goal and aspiration in life? everyday and each moment of my life, i can honestly say that to leave this world a little better than i found it, is my personal reason for living.

my not so little monster just woke up and he is bundled up in his star wars snuggie... seriously one of the cutest things a person can see. our good morning greeting is, "luke, i am your father"... can you imagine, the problem of his morning is that he didn't finish his homework, and my wife is enforcing the homework rules. he is trying to avoid responsiblity...

this morning for fun, i decided to talk about the first few songs that i heard in the morning. well my daughter's alarm clock is set, and when it goes off the song is, "it's a small world"... the fact that this is true and evident in my life is that i honestly and truly believe that this space we call our world is shrinking and is quite intimate.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Today is my birthday... It's a great time to be alive...

To those who care...

This is partially a "I am thankful for" and a "Jeez, I've eaten a lot of", and "I used to obsess about"...

Today, 37 years ago... that would be 1974 to those who are arithmetically challenged... a boy was born to a woman, who was expecting a girl... No lie or exaggeration when I say, this is how it went down...

My mother's ob/gyn doc presented me to my mother... My mother's first quote after I squirted out of her was, "it's a girl right?", my doctor responded, "no, it's a boy..." puzzled, and pissed, my mothers terse response was "no... send it back!!!" needless to say my mother was hoping and expecting me to be female... bottom line: "you can't always get what you want"...

Word association is something I truly enjoy... When I mention something as random as:
1. Thermos: for some reason I think of my first real thermos bottle. I don't remember what sort of cartoon it had on it, but I was so proud... I must have been about 4 or 5 years old. Isn't it so nice to be able to remember that long ago, in such a positive yet random way? I am truly grateful...

2. Gummy Bears: I used to eat these little confections by the pound. Sometimes more than a pound at a time. I remember all the weird gummy bear tricks we used to do... put them in the microwave oven to get softer, biting off their heads and attaching other bodies to them... the list goes on...

3. Peanut M & M 's... I used to be addicted to these, "melt in your mouth, and not in your hand" creations... I have been known to eat an entire 2 lbs. bag in one sitting. Man oh man... doesn't diabetes want to rock my world???

4. Z Cavaricci: You know this might be puberty talking... but I remember and love these brand of pants. The reason I mention these pants is a young man that I know asked me to tailor his new pants super tight, and super short... almost exactly how we wore the Z Cav's... a true blast from the past... take a look at this:

http://www.inthe80s.com/clothes/zcavaricci.shtml

5. Those of you who are not latch key kids might not know what it means to have:
1. Elio's Pizza
2. Perdue Chicken Nuggets
3. "Jang jorim"
4. White Rice
5. Gallons of Trop. Pure Premium Orange Juice
6. Sapporo Ichiban Original Ramen
7. Ice pops or Ice cream

The strange thing is as long as my home has some or part of these in the fridge/freezer/pantry, I feel a sense of security. Life is not about the things in your heart of mind sometimes, but the thing in your fridge/freezer/pantry... Who would have ever guessed?

I will let you go now...

Be well, and sleep tight,
ymjk

Monday, January 17, 2011

happy birthday to my not so little monster...

to the world...

little people getting older can be a bit depressing... i refuse to get depressed... my little monster is a not so little monster, and was born on a brisk but glorious eve, of the 17th of january. i cannot believe it sometimes, but as he gets bigger and wiser, i just have a few words to the wise... grasp your innocence, curiosity, and purity and keep it as long as humanly possible.

his birthday wish is: "yghfjrlguijflvbujigkigjigieblp800np7uR{[66666666$"P% 5i67h[" (he actually typed that himself... but he told me, "i don't know yet, i have to go to toys r us"... as you can imagine, birthday wishes are made from and fulfilled at toys r us....

be well, and god bless...

ymjk

Sunday, January 16, 2011

the great, the interesting, the not so welcome...

today is a sunday, today is a church day...

notable quotes:

"that's the ugliest sweater i have seen all holiday season"
"be praiseworthy, be good, be a good"
"don't you know who she is? she's a very famous and talented kor-am tv announcer"
"the reason i am here is because i am waiting for an hour and a half to get

people so proud and so in need for attention say the damndest things... hope that you don't know what i'm getting at, but i pretend that you do...

all the best,
ymjk

i get these thoughts... i get these words... but from where???

to whom it may concern:

i must make a confession this morning... some of these thoughts are so random, i can't put my finger on it. some of them are not... you know there are concepts such as life, love and death that resound in my head almost each and every moment of my life. i think as well about the music and the sounds, the smells and the touches that really make movement in my mind and brain...

"all the secrets and answers are inside the cave" - this quote is a notable one this morning for it is about a game... "pokepark" is the name of the game and my big monster is totally infatuated with. it's not even relevant to why he loves it... but i love the fact that the principle of the game is making enemies your friends... pokemon... who in this cyber mush... let me get back to you...

ttyl,
ymjk

Saturday, January 15, 2011

What does it take???

What does it take???

the beauty of my life is that I would often crave the attention... I would ask the question... "What does it take to get somebody's attention/time/presence/advice"?

Simply stated, one has to simply accept their vulnerability and accept... that is the first stage to asking for help, and defining a relationship with any certain mr. or ms. "x"... why do I bring these notions to light? well, quite frankly, I have been meeting a lot of lonely people, and it's very confusing to me how somebody can be so vibrant and loquacious (look it up) with me, yet seem tongue tied when it is 'battle time'...

I love writing lists... I love lists for the fact that they are to the point, and usually one doesn't have to be to into anything to listen to and digest a list... here we go... a typical day in the life...

"you might be ymjk if:"

1. you spend too much time at places like starbucks and panera and are more interested in their free wifi than with taking time to get acquainted with the staff and or patrons.

2. the most divisive thing in your day would be whiter or not to like someone by the way and the place he parks... a "little man" just parked his car in front of the space, like a total ass... and that's his usual space... why are some people just accepted as being a dick and some are vilified? btw, my neighbor does the same thing... should i treat him any other way?

3. closing your eyes feels good... I have so much stimuli in my head that simply closing my eyes can enable me to tune into what is going on, and what is the moment truly about...

4. making a list of to do items is your natural sop, (standard operating procedure)... but you are so 'busy' and disregard it... busy is a point of view, as opposed to a physical need.

5. your vision of a successful day is to be punched in the face... wtf???

6. the weebles wobble, but they don't fall down... many times your favorite toy or super hero is the personification of what or who you aspired to be/do...

7. your sense of smell scares people...

later folks,
ymjk

Friday, January 14, 2011

mlk day manifesto...

things to ponder...

1. mlk's dream is totally not done/completed/in motion... start it up, and live the dream folks!
2. why does it have to take a death to get people to realize the severity of the inequality of most modern people. some really disturbed dude goes bananas in a 'safeway' in tuscon... that's just a play on words there and it's not fun/funny/cute/neat or anything... but think about what a 'safeway' is...
3. i feel for all the folks who have lost people to terrorism/stupidity/war/ignorance/miscommunication/human error/conflicts of opinion...
4. i mentioned the fact that: "it's cheaper to keep her"... you know, that is so true... but mentally challenged folks like the gun people of old, and new... when will the insanity stop?
5. i am more happy than usual... the sad/spooky part of life is that i don't concentrate on work priorities when i'm happy... is there soemthing wrong with that notion? how can work and happy be put in the same thought?
6. stop talking about me, and i... it's so freakin' selfish... that's something that people think or say... why are you so egocentric? gosh, oh my... the reason is simple... i'm in love with myself... (that is not really funny, but to me it is...)
7. please hug a stranger... that's what i think love is... remember i feel that love is sacrifice, i feel that love is under-appreciated... and the great thought here is, whisper to someone you hate, and yell at someone you love... wound that make someone smile? it would make me smile...
8. rambling like this is almost cool... cuz larry david (seinfeld, and curb your enthusiasm fame) is able to monetize it, he's really neat... on the other hand... no money equals i'm just wasting my time...
9. when you want... just call me... you know my number...
10. what do you want from me?
11. 11 is prime!

all the best to all,
ymjk

how cool... and silly we can be...

ode to dr. eclectic:

1. drives an all wheel drive vehicle literally everyday... even on snow days... a/k/a a 4 door cathedral on wheels...
http://www.bentleymotors.com/models/continental_flying_spur_speed/detailed_specification/

2. plans the future of his 6 year old going to princeton

3. reads a ton... seems to have a photographic memory

4. super cool in many ways... just seems to be a hard nut to crack, but remember, hard exterior... warm and sweet interior

5. studies everything... reads people like his books also

6. as a child... admired batman... personally i admired capt. america

7. had a 'my playground is bigger than your playground' moment with a plastic surgeon... the plastic surgeon said... this is my toy... now what's yours? it was the bentley v. the lambo gallardo superleggera, some very classic words and thoughts were exchanged...

all the best,
ymjk

Thursday, January 13, 2011

what can you say to make me smile...

1. I like Hello Kitty, because she's thick
2. What is it that you do? You 'read me like a book'
3. Who the hell... you think you are...
4. If I was southern, I'd be from Texas... we're badder and browner down there...
5. I'm going to be the poop doctor
6. Why does it feel so good to poop?
7. Pooping and eating... should go together... isn't it strange that it doesn't?

things that I over hear...

1. Do you like being a jerk/dick/asshole/non-filtered talker?
2. What is your problem?
3. Is there something I can do to make you happy?
4. What is it with you… since you have money, you don’t understand…
5. Thank you for doing the dishes
6. How do I look?
7. What time is it?
8. What is the license plate of the Acura?
9. How often do you think about sex?
10. What is it??? Did I do something wrong?
11. We have to talk in private…
12. Are you trying to get thrown out?
13. You have to take your 10… sit down…
14. Mr. Smelly, is just “a part of life”
15. You are so detached from reality, but I kind of like your thoughts
16. Who do you think you are?
17. What… you think I’m 30 something???

How do I respond…
1. Yes I love who I am
2. Stupid people, and ignorance
3. Change NY/NJ society… one person at a time
4. I wasn’t always this jaded… I used to work like a mule too
5. Tomorrow…
6. Just give me a kiss
7. 9:20…
8. 53… I know it’s 53 something… (having 5 cars in the family… just keeping the plates and reg. info. straight can be a PITA (pain in the ass))
9. All the time
10. You chew to loudly… more like you smack your lips…
11. Oh no… am I in trouble again?
12. Yes, sometimes I am… but only for the right reasons
13. OK
14. I doubt that… I love Mr. Smelly
15. That is one of the greatest pieces of praise a guy like me can get
16. I’m Captain America
17. That’s a private joke… Ask the little ghost aka Casperina…

be well...
live long and prosper,
ymjk

ode to round table... (aka fluffy gal)

In trouble… ALWAYS… there is a world that I miss… that’s the world of innocent and honest discourse… how is it that when we get older things mean more and more, whilst we neglect the more important people…

This morning was a good one…

Quotes overheard:

1. This store, these partners, my guests are my life… (talking to a Starbucks store manager).
2. I heard you wanted me to grow some balls and kick you out, (same Starbucks manager talking about my not so well received attitude)
3. A guy got out of his car and grabbed the cop who was directing traffic…

What this all means to me:
1. People are too involved with their profession and their 9 to 5 has consumed their being… it is sad when you have a dozen people from your workplace invited to your wedding, but are not able to be forthright with them in regards to how life should be lived… it’s all about veneers… too many freakin veneers in the world…
2. The way that others are perceived is fueled by gossip and not honest discussion.
3. No respect for the law, no respect for orderly flow of traffic… the people of this world are going to hell in a hand basket…

Why is it that some people relish being the center of attention? I honestly believe that it is a function of being either neglected as a child, or being dropped on your head… in my case, I believe that both hold true. There are so many people who need their boat righted… a few simple notable quotes from my own thoughts…

1. If I fail miserably, like EPIC FAILURE… I will be forced to move down to Orlando, Florida
2. New York / New Jersey people are living in a dark cave… would someone kindly turn on the lights?
3. What is it with order and quiet that people love so much? I am getting so bored of it all…

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

HATE WHAT YOU LOVE... LOVE WHAT YOU HATE...

1. I love my children
2. I love myself
3. I love my family

almost in that order...

1. I hate shoveling snow
2. I hate getting sweaty like a wetback
3. I hate stupid people

almost doesn't matter which order...

now, the lesson is to create a paradigm (yeah, look it up) shift... please neglect your "prizes/gifts/talents and responsibilities" for a moment... do you feel useless? i hope not...

secondly, put attention to stuff that you generally would pay a non documented alien to do... take care of it yourself... it's therapy my boys and girls... simple cold truth... do what you prefer others to do for you... it's the meaning of becoming mature and an adult...

thank you god for making me such a hypocrite... i love saying one thing and doing the other... it's really a blessing that you make me run white hot, and i forget what i'm preaching... (not always)... but often the truth...

hugs and kisses,
ymjk

ode to the little man...

Ode to the little man…

I just had a wonderful conversation with one of my closest/newest/most in tune friends. You know that there are a few things I may or may have not mentioned… the way the world works is not logical… the time which we spend on the planet is limited, and there are only a handful of moments that truly defines our lives… I want those moments to be innumerable… and not qualified… As those of who can guess about the real meaning of time and the real meaning of healing… Through sharing and through transparency come love and sacrifice, (actually one in the same)… Key points that I want to mention in no particular order (which may or may not have been mentioned in this one particular convo. are):

1. We talked about how a famous comedian stated, “Life is Amazing, but Nobody is Happy”… isn’t it so strange how good we have it, yet continue to whine/complain/bitch/moan/blame???
2. I have issues with the fact that we can be the bestest of friends, as long as we attend/study at/ study at/work at the same church/school/university/company… as soon as our environment changes… we are lost…
3. “I have never felt short”… (the person who said this is ‘technically shorter than the average adult’, yet full of life and realizes “short” is a sense of inferiority or incompleteness, and does not comply to that notion)
4. Why do I feel a lot like the torment and punishment of Tyler Clementi is never forgettable? 9-11-2001 will forever live in our hearts and memories… but will Tyler’s 9-22-2010 passing be memorialized?
5. What does it mean to be “good enough”… I honestly believe that too many Asian-American adolescents commit identity suicide to placate their parents.

You know it wouldn't be enough to just state some random ass facts without the BOTTOM LINE... the take away message here is think whatever you want to think, be positive, be confident, be constructive, be happy... HAPPINESS IS A CHOICE! Too many of those around us are playing the "compare me to the world" game... it's utter nonsense... Talk it out, and rejoice in regards to the uniqueness of your life... Be one, be different, be BODACIOUS!

peace and a big hug to all,
ymjk

Monday, January 10, 2011

ode to dr. cryalot...

ode to dr. cryalot...

there is a young person that i shared a considerable amount of time... the typical ethnic success story... here we go with 17 points of interest with regards to our melding of the minds...

1. the harder and meaner you look on the outside, the warmer and fuzzier you are on the inside...
2. i was alone a lot as a young adult and refuse to let my little monsters repeat such an existence.
3. to be reprimanded from a friend can be more hopeful than hurtful...
4. i don't have as many friends as you think... i really really on my core inner circle... are you one of the 11 on the inner circle? i hope you hope so...
5. IMHO, you're not my friend if you steal from me... you're probably my child...
6. when you start crying and i smile... it's a GOOD THING... we call it breakthrough...
7. don't be a girl in a boys world, and don't be a boy in a girls world... be YOURSELF...
8. BE A CUCKOO! i don't know what it means... but it's all good... the weird thing is via my new information from wikipedia, it seems like cuckoo birds are solitary animals... there is a great time and place for all... if you are cuckoo, please look for help and consolation through medical/spiritual/physical means...
9. a specialist is what is appreciated and respected by society... a generalist is what we all would prefer to be... remember specialists are paid and received better... 'be a pinky specialist', aka, be a 'splinter removal surgeon'...
10. loving numbers is about loving order... why is it that guys love numbers, and girls love handbags and shoes?
11. i offer the world to those who already have it... look deep within and you already know what it is you're searching for... you knew your situation/response best when you were a child... rediscover what it means to be 6...
12. make me smile, you feed me for a day... make me think/cry... you challenge me for a lifetime...
13. "you speak english well for a yellow person"... the effect a quote from my departed 8th grade teacher mr. AB... this quote was pivotal for me to be a stickler for english grammar, adj., and adv. agreement...
14. why is it that most people who don't understand what you are talking about just agree with you?
15. thinking like a christian is nonsense... acting like a christian is divine...
16. thanks to seroquel, i don't have much of a memory... forget all the difficult moments? never... use them and congregate around people who will remember for you... net net... thanks to my wife, blackberry and email, i am not able to forget... ;(
17. skating after school and keeping my promises... seem totally divergent... but they are one in the same...

BOTTOM LINE:
MAKE LOTS OF LOVE, SLEEP WELL, SLEEP TIGHT... CRY A LOT, EAT WELL...
TAKE YOUR ENEMIES OUT OF YOUR MIND... MAKE YOUR ENEMIES YOUR FRIENDS, FEED, BRIBE, LISTEN AND SHARE!!!

love this one:
use or be used... to be used is natural... to be vengeful is human...

always and faithfully,
ymjk

Sunday, January 9, 2011

carpe diem...

cuckoo log:

meds: 25 mg. seroquel
physical activity: minimal... did do some ice skating
mental musings: another day, another dime...

Carpe diem… To some that means “seize the day”… to me it means… life is a series of moments… every moment means something… and look to them as a means of optimizing your TPO… your time place and opportunity.

What does all this rambling mean? Well, this morning I was speaking of how boring and controlled my life is… and well, the response is… actually I enjoy being who I am… Does anyone feel controlled by the fact that other parties are “paying your way”??? Does it ever feel like your parents or “loved ones” are controlling you by telling you what you can and can’t do because they are “paying for you”… well, there is a fun little anecdote I have for this…

My day yesterday involved about 4 hours of being at a very lovely ice skating rink… at the rink, I met, the “big red hen”… I forget people’s names, and create a nickname… it’s just the kind of person that I am… so I was talking to the “big red hen”, and she was saying a lot of great stuff regarding being a mother, and being in control of her kid’s daily life decisions. She mentioned that she pays for her son’s tuition at college, and due to privacy rules… that she wasn’t able to access or see her son’s report card. I think that is a lovely problem of success… People who are successful, are used to getting their way… People who are failures are used to being stepped on… is that fair? I don’t think anything is fair… that’s why I just do mental diarrhea in this space to avoid from getting belligerent to my fellow men and women of society.

Who is paying for the fulfillment of your dreams? If you say you are paying all by your lonesome, I contend that you are a liar and a pirate… With that, I wore a pirate hat the other day… it was almost funny to tell folks that I am a pirate and they are too… Why is it that wealth is not perceived as a zero sum game… If I earn something, I am taking away from somebody else… isn’t that an obvious notion with anything that is limited? We are destroying or planet slowly but surely in the name of development and comfort… We are changing the way people think because and through the advent of technology and sophisticated communication tools.

What is getting in the way of having a meaningful conversation with a perfectly nice stranger? It is about not being beneficial to each other… why is everyone looking for “what do you bring to the table”… I have a definitive answer to that notion… everyone is a warm body, and if you were stranded on a desert island… I would have lots of dumb stories to keep the inhabitants of the island smiling or p***ed off… remember the notion of story telling is losing its brilliance because nobody in modern society has a “real” attention span… if you don’t shock somebody in the first 10 seconds, they will leave you alone… bottom line… The worst punishment for a megalomaniac like me is to “ignore” me…

Friday, January 7, 2011

another day passes...

to all that care...
another day of rambling on...

11 thoughts from a very happy man...

1. some people don't like that i can talk to anyone anytime anywhere...
2. being excessively anything is bad, other than excessively good looking, and rich are the two exceptions for me (personally, ahem)...
3. i met a jw, (jehovah's witness) couple... they were super cool... he italian american... she was from some latin american country, but they had a great energy to them... this dispelled a belief that they all knock on doors and want to give you something to read while you poop...
4. it's going to snow today... i see it peeking out already... i love the snow, as long as i don't have to shovel it.
5. i have to be too fat... the first thing my mom says to me is watch your diet... like... it's going to go anywhere...
6. people can be very particular and angry about anything... 'same finish' in the dry cleaning business means the same style... i have a tailor who doesn't listen to instructions... he's very sorry for that... you know, i don't follow instructions, and people laugh... what gives?
7. why is it so lonely at the top?
8. those who strive are those who don't care about what the others say...

FYI: i used to race little dinghies in cooledge...

9. a son asks his dad... make me a boat... his father complies, and makes the boat... the son thinks to himself... let me sail around the world... actually, i want to make MY OWN BOAT...
10. the wind takes you anywhere you want to go as long as you know what it means to 'tack, jibe, and watch the boom'....
11. big sails need big air to fill em... be careful for what you wish for...

peace and blessings,
ymjk, aka h20, aka crazy yellowman, aka hey you... please sit down, aka the resident...
:)