was talking to a shorter italian looking fellow today at sbux... he told me that i made fun of his occupation... i am sorry but i can make fun of every occupation... it's just the way it is... working for a pay check is laughable.
the best way that i have to tell people my situation is for them to live what i do. it's not easy to pretend not to show off, but very few have ever been let into my inner circle. it's sort of an asian american equivalent of the illuminati
solving problems is a way of life for me... i need more problems to solve
situation: tweeting is mighty addictive. solution: i wish i didn't think so much, then i wouldn't tweet so much
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Thursday, June 2, 2011
i am: yellow (kn)ig
hello world,
yes...
everyone
laughs
loudly
only
when
(kn)ow
is
good
1. i went jogging this morning... fat people don't run unless... but only for a limited time... FREE FOOD...
2. just to tell you a little bit about myself... i like lots of things, that's why i'm fat, and am many things, that's why i'm mentally disturbed... i'm a multi-cultural, multi-ethnic, multi-gmail address loving, numbers guy, with multiple personalities... i grew up in 11355, learned about the "hood" life in 10030, went to high school in 07450, went to college in 30332 and had learned how to dance merengue, and eat chimmichurris in 10033, started but did not complete my mba in 10010, lived 7 years in 10025 and now i live in 07024, with 1 wife..., an 1 imaginary dog, 1 stuffed cat, and the 2 children who own the pets...
3. i meet people from all walks of life... i meet people whose parents i guess name their children by when and how they were conceived... how people name their children is truly amusing to me... why do girls get all the cool names and guys get practical and functional names? a month ago i met a cute little girl named "miracle"... possibly a test tube or in-vitro situation... yesterday, i met a girl named paradise, probably a hawaii or thailand honeymoon baby... i have a friend who's father was stationed in japan, and named him yoko, short for yokohama. today i met a guy named broadway...
5. i mentioned i love numbers... i live in chaos but love the ordered paradigm that numbers put my life into... most people here will be hey dude, relax with the nickle and dime words... this is comedy not some S A T prep course... i say, just G O O G L E the word... P A R A D I G M.
6. my wife told me to do the dishes... i said how, there's no holes in the dishes...
7. people don't listen to me... because i talk to much... i'm going to do my best to use the silent treatment on them to punish them... not likely that it will work, but never hurt to try...
yes...
everyone
laughs
loudly
only
when
(kn)ow
is
good
1. i went jogging this morning... fat people don't run unless... but only for a limited time... FREE FOOD...
2. just to tell you a little bit about myself... i like lots of things, that's why i'm fat, and am many things, that's why i'm mentally disturbed... i'm a multi-cultural, multi-ethnic, multi-gmail address loving, numbers guy, with multiple personalities... i grew up in 11355, learned about the "hood" life in 10030, went to high school in 07450, went to college in 30332 and had learned how to dance merengue, and eat chimmichurris in 10033, started but did not complete my mba in 10010, lived 7 years in 10025 and now i live in 07024, with 1 wife..., an 1 imaginary dog, 1 stuffed cat, and the 2 children who own the pets...
3. i meet people from all walks of life... i meet people whose parents i guess name their children by when and how they were conceived... how people name their children is truly amusing to me... why do girls get all the cool names and guys get practical and functional names? a month ago i met a cute little girl named "miracle"... possibly a test tube or in-vitro situation... yesterday, i met a girl named paradise, probably a hawaii or thailand honeymoon baby... i have a friend who's father was stationed in japan, and named him yoko, short for yokohama. today i met a guy named broadway...
5. i mentioned i love numbers... i live in chaos but love the ordered paradigm that numbers put my life into... most people here will be hey dude, relax with the nickle and dime words... this is comedy not some S A T prep course... i say, just G O O G L E the word... P A R A D I G M.
6. my wife told me to do the dishes... i said how, there's no holes in the dishes...
7. people don't listen to me... because i talk to much... i'm going to do my best to use the silent treatment on them to punish them... not likely that it will work, but never hurt to try...
Saturday, May 28, 2011
thoughts of confusion...
1. mind control makes me a yellow nig
2. being poor is much worse than being dumb
3. mcdonald's and fat people are going to overtake the world
4. be on time... there is very few things in life that bother people more than waiting
5. know good and useful people... they can fix any of your biggest woes
6. my blackberry has become part of my family
7. why do we take care of things better than we take care of our bodies?
8. having too much is just as bad as having too little and wanting too much
9. quotable quotes: nobody can ever keep life straight enough to remember what is memorable
10. is remembering what happens in your life a gift or a curse?
11. i wake up absurdly early, i have no real good reason, other than the fact that it is quiet out and easier to stream ideas...
12. numbers... why is it that we have such an affinity for numbers? "numbers never lie"... they lie, if you pay them enough
13. simple things like opera tickets change the way our life goes
14. coercion is not cool... go with the flow... make things happen for all the right reasons, everybody wants something, it is my job to find out what that is...
15. why don't i get along with single white females? they are the bane of my existence
16. cooking... my brain is cooking right now
17. overdrive, override, overclockin' overt, overbearing, overthrow, overtime, overlook, ovary? i know i wasn't supposed to come from an ovary...
18. why is embarrassment so powerful? people don't want to be embarrassed, but being famous is embarrassing
19. picking my nose, ass and balls and on yous guys and myself... that's fun... why can't you just admit it?
20. names and thoughts... aren't they the same? i can't remember anyones name for the life of me... unless you make me wonder why you exist... if that happens, i will use mind control to make you not exist...
21. thongs... got to love them... girls who wear thongs make me smile... boys who wear thongs make me cry in joy and disbelief
22. 4 days a month... my wife hates me, and i hate to go home...
23. you know, everyone wants something from someone... why is it when i go to starbucks i get whatever i want... and then when i go to retro fitness i just get a cold shoulder... i think it is because starbucks is where people to get revitalized, and the gym is where people to get their rage out...
24. as a comedian... being white hot is scary... out of control is scary, out of your mind... NATURAL...
25. making love is not what most men enjoy... making love is necessary to end the whole thing with a big finish... everyone loves a big finish...
26. my fingers are so good... my wife says she wants em so bad... i just wonder what amputees do to please themselves and their partners...
27. why do i have so many random thought? it's the greatest show/spectacle on earth to wonder and call people out as you see em...
28. nobody supports good and humorous guessing anymore... everyone wants to see the "proof or statistics..." how do you feel about that?
29. as an analytic... nothing makes sense unless you realize up front, that nothing will make sense... just let it happen
30. technology venture capital firms are throwing money at ideas... i'm an idea... andreesen horowitz..., i was a catcher as a kid..., i'm ready to catch if you're ready to throw...
31. the word on the street is that sand hill road is where all the rich boys hang, play and flaunt their profits... get me on that road, and get me on it now...
32. struggling to gain my confidence... i'm the most mentally confident person that i've met today... remember i don't get out much.
33. i live with a woman who lived through an earthquake... i'm surprised she likes it when we shake boots, and our bed...
34. feeling trapped is fine, as long as you see a glimmer of hope... never feel that you are in eternal darkness, that is when the game gets ugly... almost nobody likes ugly..., ugly babies don't exist... but ugly spouses are the norm? what's going on with that?
35. the random fact of the day... did you know... the circumference of your fist is the length of your foot? those of you who are asking the person next to you what circumference is... just google it...
36. so many terms and words that don't exist anymore... what happens to all the obsolete words? all the new words get on urbandictionary.com, i don't see any fairness in that... new is cool, and old is lame? i'm old you know... forgotten is not obsolete, but it might as well be... nobody wants to be forgotten
37. all my words should have a micro-printed disclaimer...
38. i don't know where you are from, i just hear where you are from and create my own story
39. creativity is lacking... creativity is genius... creativity is juvenile... creativity is purpose... let's get creative!
40. if safety is first, what's second?
41. why do we define ourselves by what we do for a paycheck? i think it's foolish to pigeon-hole ourselves... why then, do we use idiotic words like pigeon-hole? i'm am an aspiring renaissance man.
42. jobs and responsibilities are some of the most toxic ideas out there when taking risk
43. limitations are self imposed, but societally enforced
44. when i spin out of control, i just need to back away and touch myself...
45. why do the words german and swiss evoke precision, american evokes wasteful, african evokes hungry and poor, and asian evokes small ding a ling?
46. too many items on a menu are not better, just two items, maybe three please
47. i have a friend who counts steps... she is a bit ocd... but i asked her why she doesn't wear a pedometer... i think she doesn't want to count that high... winners build on the past and build their own progressive jackpot, status quo'ers just count to 11 and reset, and repeat...
i'm out... peace and safety to all... have a great day!
2. being poor is much worse than being dumb
3. mcdonald's and fat people are going to overtake the world
4. be on time... there is very few things in life that bother people more than waiting
5. know good and useful people... they can fix any of your biggest woes
6. my blackberry has become part of my family
7. why do we take care of things better than we take care of our bodies?
8. having too much is just as bad as having too little and wanting too much
9. quotable quotes: nobody can ever keep life straight enough to remember what is memorable
10. is remembering what happens in your life a gift or a curse?
11. i wake up absurdly early, i have no real good reason, other than the fact that it is quiet out and easier to stream ideas...
12. numbers... why is it that we have such an affinity for numbers? "numbers never lie"... they lie, if you pay them enough
13. simple things like opera tickets change the way our life goes
14. coercion is not cool... go with the flow... make things happen for all the right reasons, everybody wants something, it is my job to find out what that is...
15. why don't i get along with single white females? they are the bane of my existence
16. cooking... my brain is cooking right now
17. overdrive, override, overclockin' overt, overbearing, overthrow, overtime, overlook, ovary? i know i wasn't supposed to come from an ovary...
18. why is embarrassment so powerful? people don't want to be embarrassed, but being famous is embarrassing
19. picking my nose, ass and balls and on yous guys and myself... that's fun... why can't you just admit it?
20. names and thoughts... aren't they the same? i can't remember anyones name for the life of me... unless you make me wonder why you exist... if that happens, i will use mind control to make you not exist...
21. thongs... got to love them... girls who wear thongs make me smile... boys who wear thongs make me cry in joy and disbelief
22. 4 days a month... my wife hates me, and i hate to go home...
23. you know, everyone wants something from someone... why is it when i go to starbucks i get whatever i want... and then when i go to retro fitness i just get a cold shoulder... i think it is because starbucks is where people to get revitalized, and the gym is where people to get their rage out...
24. as a comedian... being white hot is scary... out of control is scary, out of your mind... NATURAL...
25. making love is not what most men enjoy... making love is necessary to end the whole thing with a big finish... everyone loves a big finish...
26. my fingers are so good... my wife says she wants em so bad... i just wonder what amputees do to please themselves and their partners...
27. why do i have so many random thought? it's the greatest show/spectacle on earth to wonder and call people out as you see em...
28. nobody supports good and humorous guessing anymore... everyone wants to see the "proof or statistics..." how do you feel about that?
29. as an analytic... nothing makes sense unless you realize up front, that nothing will make sense... just let it happen
30. technology venture capital firms are throwing money at ideas... i'm an idea... andreesen horowitz..., i was a catcher as a kid..., i'm ready to catch if you're ready to throw...
31. the word on the street is that sand hill road is where all the rich boys hang, play and flaunt their profits... get me on that road, and get me on it now...
32. struggling to gain my confidence... i'm the most mentally confident person that i've met today... remember i don't get out much.
33. i live with a woman who lived through an earthquake... i'm surprised she likes it when we shake boots, and our bed...
34. feeling trapped is fine, as long as you see a glimmer of hope... never feel that you are in eternal darkness, that is when the game gets ugly... almost nobody likes ugly..., ugly babies don't exist... but ugly spouses are the norm? what's going on with that?
35. the random fact of the day... did you know... the circumference of your fist is the length of your foot? those of you who are asking the person next to you what circumference is... just google it...
36. so many terms and words that don't exist anymore... what happens to all the obsolete words? all the new words get on urbandictionary.com, i don't see any fairness in that... new is cool, and old is lame? i'm old you know... forgotten is not obsolete, but it might as well be... nobody wants to be forgotten
37. all my words should have a micro-printed disclaimer...
38. i don't know where you are from, i just hear where you are from and create my own story
39. creativity is lacking... creativity is genius... creativity is juvenile... creativity is purpose... let's get creative!
40. if safety is first, what's second?
41. why do we define ourselves by what we do for a paycheck? i think it's foolish to pigeon-hole ourselves... why then, do we use idiotic words like pigeon-hole? i'm am an aspiring renaissance man.
42. jobs and responsibilities are some of the most toxic ideas out there when taking risk
43. limitations are self imposed, but societally enforced
44. when i spin out of control, i just need to back away and touch myself...
45. why do the words german and swiss evoke precision, american evokes wasteful, african evokes hungry and poor, and asian evokes small ding a ling?
46. too many items on a menu are not better, just two items, maybe three please
47. i have a friend who counts steps... she is a bit ocd... but i asked her why she doesn't wear a pedometer... i think she doesn't want to count that high... winners build on the past and build their own progressive jackpot, status quo'ers just count to 11 and reset, and repeat...
i'm out... peace and safety to all... have a great day!
Friday, May 27, 2011
when honesty hurts, and when you just don't get it...
you know, two days ago... seems so short... will have to meet this thought a bit later...
right now, it's 5:00 am, and the birds are chirping and the world is starting to wake up... i love the tranquility and peace at this time of day. i will probably be heading to the gym soon. i have come to the realization that i have missed being healthy and active...
so let me talk about the events of two days ago, before they leave my consciousness... i was in fort lee, nj, looking for a job... i had a few great conversations with a few different sort of people. one of them was a 50+ caucasian female. i continued to share details of my life and she did hers. she was a retiree of amc movie theater working most of her career as a cashier, and finally retiring as head cashier. she has a simple but wonderful life alone. she works two jobs and makes time pass. she enjoys her solitude at home and seemed like a sincere and kind person. the fun/stress started when i made a passing comment... totally intended to be a joke, but ill perceived on the listener's part...
the comment was something to the tune of, "if i don't find a job, to get out of my house, i will k*$l my wife"...
i put that statement all by itself, because it almost seems bad... but doing funny, with not so funny consequences is the point of my story here... i left the building and was followed to the at&t store... some police officer walked up to me and asked me, if this was my car... i said yes, (thinking that he wanted to buy it, or was admiring it from afar)... at any rate, 3 police vehicles converge, and i'm asked a barrage of questions... the only question i didn't want to answer was, what my social security number was... (what does that do with anything criminal?) where i am coming from, what i'm doing and the like. they never got offensive, they never got rough, (thank god that i'm not black)... the long and the short of this story is that cops have a tendency to over-react... they made a simple "joke" into something hugely time consuming... they rushed 3 police officers to my daughter's school where my wife was acting as class mother, at the year end picnic...
the officers asked my wife if i ever had violent tendencies, or if she felt in danger with me... in all honesty world, i'm not the violent type or even the aggressive sort... what it means to me to be a threat to anything or anybody is... i'm a threat to food... i'll hurt that big mac and make it disappear. as the people who personally know me, already might know, i've been married for about 10 years now, and have 2 wonderful little people to take care of... being violent and being silly is not my idea of being a respectful or good role model. why do most adults in this world forget that the most important thing is to leave this world just a bit better than we found it...
all in all, this story will become very long winded and i was given an option to be detained in fort lee, in which a medical professional would come by and examine me, or if i would go to a hospital. i decided that going to the hospital would be faster. boy, i was wrong... being cooped up at holy name hospital for 3-4 hours was seriously an ordeal. the only persons who really worked at anything was the discharge nurse, and the physician's assistant, and the various security guards that i chatted with. everyone else that i encountered was a total mess. into their own thing, and not helping at all... the brown lady, indian, pakistani, or the like... who drew my blood didn't pay attention to me... she said i felt a big vein here... well, there is no way to tell you this more bluntly... if i tell you not to draw blood from my arm... why do you insist on doing so?
why is it that starbucks work thoughts and work flows cannot be used at a hospital emergency room? i don't get it... since i came in, when people change shifts, i had to do two psych evals and people who say sorry, when they have no heart in their words... fake people are hurting society much more than honest, sincere people ever will. why be a nurse if you don't care? why be a healthcare worker if you think you are better/smarter or more able than your patient's experience? i would say most of these females in the e.r. chose their profession because they are in it for monetary gains or the benefits packages which come with their employment. world... please love what you do, and do and live your life with passion. there is too much just gotta' get it done in this world going around. the one good take away, which i already knew is that i am hypertensive. hyper people should be hyper tensive... what a freakin' genius' conclusion! empathy is lacking in the hospital... empathy is lacking in the real world society... change it, or ignore it... i rather change it thank you very much...
all the best,
jk
right now, it's 5:00 am, and the birds are chirping and the world is starting to wake up... i love the tranquility and peace at this time of day. i will probably be heading to the gym soon. i have come to the realization that i have missed being healthy and active...
so let me talk about the events of two days ago, before they leave my consciousness... i was in fort lee, nj, looking for a job... i had a few great conversations with a few different sort of people. one of them was a 50+ caucasian female. i continued to share details of my life and she did hers. she was a retiree of amc movie theater working most of her career as a cashier, and finally retiring as head cashier. she has a simple but wonderful life alone. she works two jobs and makes time pass. she enjoys her solitude at home and seemed like a sincere and kind person. the fun/stress started when i made a passing comment... totally intended to be a joke, but ill perceived on the listener's part...
the comment was something to the tune of, "if i don't find a job, to get out of my house, i will k*$l my wife"...
i put that statement all by itself, because it almost seems bad... but doing funny, with not so funny consequences is the point of my story here... i left the building and was followed to the at&t store... some police officer walked up to me and asked me, if this was my car... i said yes, (thinking that he wanted to buy it, or was admiring it from afar)... at any rate, 3 police vehicles converge, and i'm asked a barrage of questions... the only question i didn't want to answer was, what my social security number was... (what does that do with anything criminal?) where i am coming from, what i'm doing and the like. they never got offensive, they never got rough, (thank god that i'm not black)... the long and the short of this story is that cops have a tendency to over-react... they made a simple "joke" into something hugely time consuming... they rushed 3 police officers to my daughter's school where my wife was acting as class mother, at the year end picnic...
the officers asked my wife if i ever had violent tendencies, or if she felt in danger with me... in all honesty world, i'm not the violent type or even the aggressive sort... what it means to me to be a threat to anything or anybody is... i'm a threat to food... i'll hurt that big mac and make it disappear. as the people who personally know me, already might know, i've been married for about 10 years now, and have 2 wonderful little people to take care of... being violent and being silly is not my idea of being a respectful or good role model. why do most adults in this world forget that the most important thing is to leave this world just a bit better than we found it...
all in all, this story will become very long winded and i was given an option to be detained in fort lee, in which a medical professional would come by and examine me, or if i would go to a hospital. i decided that going to the hospital would be faster. boy, i was wrong... being cooped up at holy name hospital for 3-4 hours was seriously an ordeal. the only persons who really worked at anything was the discharge nurse, and the physician's assistant, and the various security guards that i chatted with. everyone else that i encountered was a total mess. into their own thing, and not helping at all... the brown lady, indian, pakistani, or the like... who drew my blood didn't pay attention to me... she said i felt a big vein here... well, there is no way to tell you this more bluntly... if i tell you not to draw blood from my arm... why do you insist on doing so?
why is it that starbucks work thoughts and work flows cannot be used at a hospital emergency room? i don't get it... since i came in, when people change shifts, i had to do two psych evals and people who say sorry, when they have no heart in their words... fake people are hurting society much more than honest, sincere people ever will. why be a nurse if you don't care? why be a healthcare worker if you think you are better/smarter or more able than your patient's experience? i would say most of these females in the e.r. chose their profession because they are in it for monetary gains or the benefits packages which come with their employment. world... please love what you do, and do and live your life with passion. there is too much just gotta' get it done in this world going around. the one good take away, which i already knew is that i am hypertensive. hyper people should be hyper tensive... what a freakin' genius' conclusion! empathy is lacking in the hospital... empathy is lacking in the real world society... change it, or ignore it... i rather change it thank you very much...
all the best,
jk
Friday, May 20, 2011
being afraid of life...
i have been sharing with quite a few people lately, how their life is...
quite frankly, everyone is looking for a job, or a means to pay bills... just yesterday, i talked to a fellow named dave c., and he has founded a company called the new york social network, and works with 8 minute dating in manhattan. he may just be one of the coolest people i've met (on the phone, yet to physically meet). while sharing with him on the phone, i found out that my dreams of being a matchmaker, love finder and passion sharer... he said something very poignant... i lead them to water, it's their choose to drink. the one couple which he actually 'matched' ended in divorce. he is directly/indirectly responsible for about 60 marriages. how cool...
on every page, and every space, there should be contrast. on the other side, there is an old college roommate that i had shared less than a year with. his code name is peach boy... if you are of japanese origin, you might understand what i'm talking about. he's my age, and researching and re-centering his life around script writing... that's pretty damn amazing considering he came from an electrical engineering background. pretty effin groovy, but not having felt the intimacy and surrealistic effects of love and passion has held him back. actually he is in love with rachel mcadams, and i don't know what that means, but he has 2 way telepathic communication with her. that's neat isn't it?
let me go to the gym before i turn into a pile of poop...
all the best to you and yours,
may the force be with you,
ymjk
quite frankly, everyone is looking for a job, or a means to pay bills... just yesterday, i talked to a fellow named dave c., and he has founded a company called the new york social network, and works with 8 minute dating in manhattan. he may just be one of the coolest people i've met (on the phone, yet to physically meet). while sharing with him on the phone, i found out that my dreams of being a matchmaker, love finder and passion sharer... he said something very poignant... i lead them to water, it's their choose to drink. the one couple which he actually 'matched' ended in divorce. he is directly/indirectly responsible for about 60 marriages. how cool...
on every page, and every space, there should be contrast. on the other side, there is an old college roommate that i had shared less than a year with. his code name is peach boy... if you are of japanese origin, you might understand what i'm talking about. he's my age, and researching and re-centering his life around script writing... that's pretty damn amazing considering he came from an electrical engineering background. pretty effin groovy, but not having felt the intimacy and surrealistic effects of love and passion has held him back. actually he is in love with rachel mcadams, and i don't know what that means, but he has 2 way telepathic communication with her. that's neat isn't it?
let me go to the gym before i turn into a pile of poop...
all the best to you and yours,
may the force be with you,
ymjk
Thursday, May 19, 2011
thoughts of the day...
i was thinking to myself... in the past few days
1. all girls love other girls... and sometimes their spouses suffer... and as social beings we need to let these interactions flourish...
2. had an epiphany, about what one can talk about... a little liquid lubrication and the topics fly out...
3. my wife had a field trip to an adult novelty store, and she was surprised
4. reading is so fun... but sometimes, being overwhelmed by the quantity of reading can be paralyzing...
5. fire... such a basic thing, but why is it so many modern men don't know how to get a good quality barbecue fire going...
6. i love the smell of my 'kkochu'... just something random....
7. why is it most of my best ideas happen while taking a shower?
8. why is it that my daughter takes so long to put on her tights? why did we create such difficult items for children to put on? go get/make some children's spanx
9. today is the best day of your life...
10. why can we understand so much more when we are not being defensive?
11. love is in the air, why are we so caught up in love... but not able to take meaningful actions to pursue love...?
all for now,
jk
1. all girls love other girls... and sometimes their spouses suffer... and as social beings we need to let these interactions flourish...
2. had an epiphany, about what one can talk about... a little liquid lubrication and the topics fly out...
3. my wife had a field trip to an adult novelty store, and she was surprised
4. reading is so fun... but sometimes, being overwhelmed by the quantity of reading can be paralyzing...
5. fire... such a basic thing, but why is it so many modern men don't know how to get a good quality barbecue fire going...
6. i love the smell of my 'kkochu'... just something random....
7. why is it most of my best ideas happen while taking a shower?
8. why is it that my daughter takes so long to put on her tights? why did we create such difficult items for children to put on? go get/make some children's spanx
9. today is the best day of your life...
10. why can we understand so much more when we are not being defensive?
11. love is in the air, why are we so caught up in love... but not able to take meaningful actions to pursue love...?
all for now,
jk
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
sad, silly, marvelous...
good morning world,
it seems that the head creative at garden state plaza has put me on an infinite hold from being a 'student' at the garden state plaza. i have a 'one to one' registration, that i highly recommend people look into. interestingly, i asked for a reason... interestingly, i asked for it in writing... to that, i have to wait.
the scenario:
1. tall(er) white guy, (i am 5'6", so that's almost any white guy) comes up to me and introduces himself. you know... this is not the first time for me to be reprimanded by a 'manager/owner'. i always say, if you talk loud enough, you will be heard... that's the case in this situation... you jokingly (she didn't think it was a joke) call a female a 'female dog', and you call another one indirectly 'f*t', it might get you in trouble. it is sort of a random occurence to get 'flagged' for inappropriate behavior. it is fun nonetheless. the only inconvenience found is that i have to go to the city. quite actually, and simply, a fun journey into the city usually follows, so it's a blessing in disguise. but even though those two perceptions were correct to me at the time, it's a bit sad, that they welcome me to shop there, simply not to learn there. big business, and all its wonder. lovely... looked up ron johnson's email address for apple. not that lucky.
picked up my son, (he's on spring break)
2. went to the gym, and blew off some steam. that was cool. retrofitness hackensack... holla'... i met up with a former sb barista, code named 'pokemon'... he's doing well... will have to share more about him at a later time. in addition, what can i say? met a couple muscle bound dudes, whom were totally not 'stereotypical', so i must say that most of my stereotypes are wrong, but the 30 percent that are correct... are embarrassingly on target.
3. spent some quality at the sprint store on 71ish and b'way. those are my peeps over there. they are totally into fixing problems, and joking around. what a wonderful mix of characteristics... why does work have to be so forced?
4. another afternoon at the uws apple store, my son loves that place. we should get a cot, and just hang... the audio system, the dull but incredibly loud murmur of this place. quite amazing... you can honestly lose yourself in this space. live music from a julliard ensemble, instructional/tutorial programs daily, if not more often... some really groovy folks over here. infinitely a 'cooler' spot than my former gsp digs, but nonetheless... corporate america and it's breathren unite... the evil monster of big business lives strong amonst us...
5. dinner at one of my usual turkish spots. anderson diner, in cliffside park... good stuff. eat til you can't walk yummy...
i'm out folks, it's been real, it's been cathartic... be well, and lovin' it...
ymjk
it seems that the head creative at garden state plaza has put me on an infinite hold from being a 'student' at the garden state plaza. i have a 'one to one' registration, that i highly recommend people look into. interestingly, i asked for a reason... interestingly, i asked for it in writing... to that, i have to wait.
the scenario:
1. tall(er) white guy, (i am 5'6", so that's almost any white guy) comes up to me and introduces himself. you know... this is not the first time for me to be reprimanded by a 'manager/owner'. i always say, if you talk loud enough, you will be heard... that's the case in this situation... you jokingly (she didn't think it was a joke) call a female a 'female dog', and you call another one indirectly 'f*t', it might get you in trouble. it is sort of a random occurence to get 'flagged' for inappropriate behavior. it is fun nonetheless. the only inconvenience found is that i have to go to the city. quite actually, and simply, a fun journey into the city usually follows, so it's a blessing in disguise. but even though those two perceptions were correct to me at the time, it's a bit sad, that they welcome me to shop there, simply not to learn there. big business, and all its wonder. lovely... looked up ron johnson's email address for apple. not that lucky.
picked up my son, (he's on spring break)
2. went to the gym, and blew off some steam. that was cool. retrofitness hackensack... holla'... i met up with a former sb barista, code named 'pokemon'... he's doing well... will have to share more about him at a later time. in addition, what can i say? met a couple muscle bound dudes, whom were totally not 'stereotypical', so i must say that most of my stereotypes are wrong, but the 30 percent that are correct... are embarrassingly on target.
3. spent some quality at the sprint store on 71ish and b'way. those are my peeps over there. they are totally into fixing problems, and joking around. what a wonderful mix of characteristics... why does work have to be so forced?
4. another afternoon at the uws apple store, my son loves that place. we should get a cot, and just hang... the audio system, the dull but incredibly loud murmur of this place. quite amazing... you can honestly lose yourself in this space. live music from a julliard ensemble, instructional/tutorial programs daily, if not more often... some really groovy folks over here. infinitely a 'cooler' spot than my former gsp digs, but nonetheless... corporate america and it's breathren unite... the evil monster of big business lives strong amonst us...
5. dinner at one of my usual turkish spots. anderson diner, in cliffside park... good stuff. eat til you can't walk yummy...
i'm out folks, it's been real, it's been cathartic... be well, and lovin' it...
ymjk
Friday, April 15, 2011
thinking too much...
dear world,
i just deep sixed the hell out of my first live monologue... it is so different than reacting... creating is the essence of fun, and funny...
1. got to suck to be loved...
2. got to be loved... to be sucked...
not knowing how to react to 'normal' people... is that a problem? charisma and bluntness don't go together very well... why is it that there are such things as beautiful funny people...
innuendo...
preparation...
what is the problem with eavesdropping?
i cannot speak and make sense to everyone... just have to pick and choose carefully.
i just deep sixed the hell out of my first live monologue... it is so different than reacting... creating is the essence of fun, and funny...
1. got to suck to be loved...
2. got to be loved... to be sucked...
not knowing how to react to 'normal' people... is that a problem? charisma and bluntness don't go together very well... why is it that there are such things as beautiful funny people...
innuendo...
preparation...
what is the problem with eavesdropping?
i cannot speak and make sense to everyone... just have to pick and choose carefully.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
old friend
hello world,
my wife has a great saying... if i don't know him/her... they are not your friends. i really like the way that sounds. sort of harsh, but it resonates the truth. i have an informal rule... friendship takes at least 10 years to nurture. it seems that sometimes you can be friends in a very short time, but the reality is without trials and tribulations... friendships and relationships which are not tested... cannot be proven to be strong or worthy.
how many of you know that i am 'crazy'? i am having a very hard time turning off my brain... i am wondering what set this emotion off? is it the coffee??? is it the high iq that i'm purported to have? is it some strange bizarre gravitational pull that the aligned stars have altered? i don't get it sometimes, but all of these thoughts are too much. frankie goes to hollywood said it best... "relax"... you know my old friend and i spent a few hours together, and had a more than enjoyable time together. we went through an interrogation together, by my father, and those are the moments that are truly quite unique in my heritage/culture.
respect for the oldest person in a room is quite strong... it's a great and strong emotion when used for good. when it is abused... it can be quite ugly.
let me go to the gym for now...
all the best,
ymjk
my wife has a great saying... if i don't know him/her... they are not your friends. i really like the way that sounds. sort of harsh, but it resonates the truth. i have an informal rule... friendship takes at least 10 years to nurture. it seems that sometimes you can be friends in a very short time, but the reality is without trials and tribulations... friendships and relationships which are not tested... cannot be proven to be strong or worthy.
how many of you know that i am 'crazy'? i am having a very hard time turning off my brain... i am wondering what set this emotion off? is it the coffee??? is it the high iq that i'm purported to have? is it some strange bizarre gravitational pull that the aligned stars have altered? i don't get it sometimes, but all of these thoughts are too much. frankie goes to hollywood said it best... "relax"... you know my old friend and i spent a few hours together, and had a more than enjoyable time together. we went through an interrogation together, by my father, and those are the moments that are truly quite unique in my heritage/culture.
respect for the oldest person in a room is quite strong... it's a great and strong emotion when used for good. when it is abused... it can be quite ugly.
let me go to the gym for now...
all the best,
ymjk
Sunday, April 10, 2011
living with excess
dear world,
i have so many emotions regarding what is going on in this society and world that we live in:
1. the wildest/strangest thing i heard this past week was a young female hispanic rep. from the nation of islam talk about an earthquake machine...
2. fat albert aka h-lover... is late for work almost every day... interestingly enough, so am i.
3. i am committed to trying to keep myself away from going to 'work'. i must love what i do, and am committed to thinking of it as my passion and not as of work.
4. my former co-worker has gotten very skinny as of late, and unfortunately that to a lot of people means that she is sick... sucks to be fat... sucks even more, to try and get healthy and be called sickly.
5. taking care, and talking to the tenants of my domain... what a riot...
6. i imagine that life is going to be a bed of roses, and challenges. world, i have to focus on the problems we want to solve and the world that we want...
7. met a dude who is living in china... he's super cool. he created a foster home for chinese youth. AMAZING STORY. IMPACTFUL LIVING... want details?
http://www.agapeflh.org
first and foremost... i wonder if everyone knows what agape is:
Agape is one of the Greek words translated into English as love, one which became particularly appropriated in American Christian theology as the love of God or Christ for mankind (pronounced /ˈæɡəpiː/[1] and sometimes /əˈɡɑːpeɪ/ after the Classical Greek agápē; Modern Greek: αγάπη [aˈɣapi]). Many have thought that this word represents divine, unconditional, self-sacrificing, active, volitional, and thoughtful love.
i am in tears... i should share with you another time... please look around, share your gifts, and your desire to make things better. you must take the tour of the agape house. i love it, and love love... does that make sense?
all the best,
ymjk
i have so many emotions regarding what is going on in this society and world that we live in:
1. the wildest/strangest thing i heard this past week was a young female hispanic rep. from the nation of islam talk about an earthquake machine...
2. fat albert aka h-lover... is late for work almost every day... interestingly enough, so am i.
3. i am committed to trying to keep myself away from going to 'work'. i must love what i do, and am committed to thinking of it as my passion and not as of work.
4. my former co-worker has gotten very skinny as of late, and unfortunately that to a lot of people means that she is sick... sucks to be fat... sucks even more, to try and get healthy and be called sickly.
5. taking care, and talking to the tenants of my domain... what a riot...
6. i imagine that life is going to be a bed of roses, and challenges. world, i have to focus on the problems we want to solve and the world that we want...
7. met a dude who is living in china... he's super cool. he created a foster home for chinese youth. AMAZING STORY. IMPACTFUL LIVING... want details?
http://www.agapeflh.org
first and foremost... i wonder if everyone knows what agape is:
Agape is one of the Greek words translated into English as love, one which became particularly appropriated in American Christian theology as the love of God or Christ for mankind (pronounced /ˈæɡəpiː/[1] and sometimes /əˈɡɑːpeɪ/ after the Classical Greek agápē; Modern Greek: αγάπη [aˈɣapi]). Many have thought that this word represents divine, unconditional, self-sacrificing, active, volitional, and thoughtful love.
i am in tears... i should share with you another time... please look around, share your gifts, and your desire to make things better. you must take the tour of the agape house. i love it, and love love... does that make sense?
all the best,
ymjk
Friday, April 8, 2011
random thoughts...
profiling people for fun:
1. some old man sits next to my daughter at my neighborhood starbucks... i'm totally more than happy to share my daughter's smiles with anyone. he's a typical grand dad and totally positive and smiley. we trade personal details, and i expected not to really like this person. it's awfully sad to think that prejudice is one of the biggest obstacles to meeting wonderfully new people, and having new adventures in life.
2. my dad is my hero and role model. but let me say simply being human, is really sobering.
3. my son is getting detention today for being violent and kicking a little girl in her class in the shin. i think she likes him, and he doesn't like her. sux to be little girl.
4. i have been practicing my rock paper shoot skills lately. i've built up a mental worksheet in my mind. my daughter is happy to help me win, because she usually shows her scissors... don't tell her i told you this...
5. my wife went to a very typical fund raising dinner. over pay for nominally edible food. she brought back some left overs... the fun thing is that as long as i am hungry, i'll eat almost anything. tpo, time, place and occasion.
6. met up with an old childhood friend. his mom is in failing health. i am sympathetic to his family. grand ma has lived a 101 years. sort of poetic and divine intervention. bless those who live good, honest, hard lives.
7. i need some sugar.
all the best to you and yours,
ymjk
1. some old man sits next to my daughter at my neighborhood starbucks... i'm totally more than happy to share my daughter's smiles with anyone. he's a typical grand dad and totally positive and smiley. we trade personal details, and i expected not to really like this person. it's awfully sad to think that prejudice is one of the biggest obstacles to meeting wonderfully new people, and having new adventures in life.
2. my dad is my hero and role model. but let me say simply being human, is really sobering.
3. my son is getting detention today for being violent and kicking a little girl in her class in the shin. i think she likes him, and he doesn't like her. sux to be little girl.
4. i have been practicing my rock paper shoot skills lately. i've built up a mental worksheet in my mind. my daughter is happy to help me win, because she usually shows her scissors... don't tell her i told you this...
5. my wife went to a very typical fund raising dinner. over pay for nominally edible food. she brought back some left overs... the fun thing is that as long as i am hungry, i'll eat almost anything. tpo, time, place and occasion.
6. met up with an old childhood friend. his mom is in failing health. i am sympathetic to his family. grand ma has lived a 101 years. sort of poetic and divine intervention. bless those who live good, honest, hard lives.
7. i need some sugar.
all the best to you and yours,
ymjk
Thursday, March 31, 2011
coming to you from cliffside park, next to a big hole...
hello world,
what can i say? i'm typing from a space called anderson diner & bakery. it is located at 703 anderson avenue in cliffside park, nj. the future of cliffside park towne center. what i must say is that it is a hidden gem... i love this place! i personally know the owners. they are great people... stop by sometime.
to date, i've had 3 meals there...
1. bronzini, aka mediterranean sea bass
2. kahvalti tabagi, aka breakfast platter
3. the appetizer plate, karisik meze
can i just say, all of their dishes have been amazing. their hospitality has been awesome. it's quiet and they have free wifi... I'M CONVINCED!
let me say this... some unsung heroes of my world... my parents, my partners in business, and those many acquaintances who make this day enjoyable and unique...
i am going to write and share some jokes for a while... let's see if you like em...
- i met a 3 turkish guys... they were eating at my new fave spot... i sat down next to them, and they looked at me as if i was going to sell them some bootleg dvd's... i was thinking... is that what i look like to you?
- people always ask me where i'm from... it really confuses me... because i ponder... what is it that they really want to know? i say, i'm korean sometimes, i'm hispanic sometimes, i'm jewish sometimes, and i'm mostly american... let me just say... not most people take being american too well...
- i just met a woman from panama... and she totally threw me for a curve... never judge a book by its cover... i'd be totally buried... if i was right all the tie, and wrong as well...
- just had a turkish dish called tulumba... yum yum...
ttyl,
ymjk
what can i say? i'm typing from a space called anderson diner & bakery. it is located at 703 anderson avenue in cliffside park, nj. the future of cliffside park towne center. what i must say is that it is a hidden gem... i love this place! i personally know the owners. they are great people... stop by sometime.
to date, i've had 3 meals there...
1. bronzini, aka mediterranean sea bass
2. kahvalti tabagi, aka breakfast platter
3. the appetizer plate, karisik meze
can i just say, all of their dishes have been amazing. their hospitality has been awesome. it's quiet and they have free wifi... I'M CONVINCED!
let me say this... some unsung heroes of my world... my parents, my partners in business, and those many acquaintances who make this day enjoyable and unique...
i am going to write and share some jokes for a while... let's see if you like em...
- i met a 3 turkish guys... they were eating at my new fave spot... i sat down next to them, and they looked at me as if i was going to sell them some bootleg dvd's... i was thinking... is that what i look like to you?
- people always ask me where i'm from... it really confuses me... because i ponder... what is it that they really want to know? i say, i'm korean sometimes, i'm hispanic sometimes, i'm jewish sometimes, and i'm mostly american... let me just say... not most people take being american too well...
- i just met a woman from panama... and she totally threw me for a curve... never judge a book by its cover... i'd be totally buried... if i was right all the tie, and wrong as well...
- just had a turkish dish called tulumba... yum yum...
ttyl,
ymjk
Monday, March 28, 2011
it's been a few days... welcome back to the internet ymjk...
hello world,
cuckoo log:
meds: none
food: way too much, my daylight fast is only in effect monday-friday
physical activity: minimal
outlook: positive
disjointed thoughts:
1. how does this all go down? i have been watching quite a lot of pbs lately. and some of the most interesting things that i realized is that in modern society, nobody really creates anything with their hands anymore. what a crying shame...
ON THAT NOTE, AND TO CONTRADICT THAT CLAIM:
2. my family and i went to a great space to hang/eat and share yesterday... it's called brooklyn commune, you can check it out at www.brooklyncommune.com. the co-owners are chris and eugenie. i must be transparent, and say... i've known eugenie for approx. 20-25 years... she is a dear old friend of mine. both chris and eugenie are my role models of the day for following through on your passion and realizing, you are the only one holding you back from doing what you really want or need...
at the brooklyn commune, i ate their blt, their pork sandwich, and nibbled on my son's grilled chicken and cheese sandwich. all of their stuff was out of this world. the beverage of the day was their half and half grapefruit drink... it's their 'pink' stuff, not too sweet, not too tart... liquid joy... try their hand made pickles... very unique, very artesanal... we were lucky enough to meet one of the sous chefs from fish tag. we will try it out one of these days.
3. after the brooklyn commune, we stopped by at the park slope food co-op. we got a tour and was really impressed on how a band of neighbors can come together to make such an amazing retail/community/sharing/food-centric space. (http://foodcoop.com/).
4. at church, heard a great sermon on bargains, value, and what is god worth to me. it was super sweet to think of all the bargain hunting that i've done in my life... i must become a reformed bargain hunter. i don't need more stuff in my life, but unfortunately enjoy having stuff. isn't this the push/pull situation that is inevitable?
5. we went to prospect park so my children could ride on their bicycles. they had a lot of fun. but at the end of our stay at prospect park, my son zoomed away and for a few minutes was 'lost'. at no time was i too worried because i know my child... he memorized my cell phone number and lots of random phone numbers... i was confident that he would just use the numbers and knowledge to his benefit... never trust a 7 year old to do what's logical...
as i walked back the path that we used to enter the park, i saw my son with an older man riding back to the entrance. he said, "you broke the rules, you HAVE to ride the path you entered"... unfortunately, the pathway in which we entered was a bit more hilly than the one we took. my 5 year old daughter was leading the charge, and is allergic to work, aka she is not willing to pedal extra hard up hills...
as it turned out, all was fine... my son started to cry in the car... i retorted..., "don't cry... it's not as if we wanted to abandon you"
he replied quite tersely, "you wanted to throw me away because i'm stupid"
let me tell you folks... as brash, boastful, and better anyone acts... there is just a neglected, love starved child inside him or her. just give them a hug and that is the road to a solution.
i, in closing... want to add, all is well... it's a bright sunny day, and the chill in the air in invigorating...
all the best to you and yours,
ymjk
cuckoo log:
meds: none
food: way too much, my daylight fast is only in effect monday-friday
physical activity: minimal
outlook: positive
disjointed thoughts:
1. how does this all go down? i have been watching quite a lot of pbs lately. and some of the most interesting things that i realized is that in modern society, nobody really creates anything with their hands anymore. what a crying shame...
ON THAT NOTE, AND TO CONTRADICT THAT CLAIM:
2. my family and i went to a great space to hang/eat and share yesterday... it's called brooklyn commune, you can check it out at www.brooklyncommune.com. the co-owners are chris and eugenie. i must be transparent, and say... i've known eugenie for approx. 20-25 years... she is a dear old friend of mine. both chris and eugenie are my role models of the day for following through on your passion and realizing, you are the only one holding you back from doing what you really want or need...
at the brooklyn commune, i ate their blt, their pork sandwich, and nibbled on my son's grilled chicken and cheese sandwich. all of their stuff was out of this world. the beverage of the day was their half and half grapefruit drink... it's their 'pink' stuff, not too sweet, not too tart... liquid joy... try their hand made pickles... very unique, very artesanal... we were lucky enough to meet one of the sous chefs from fish tag. we will try it out one of these days.
3. after the brooklyn commune, we stopped by at the park slope food co-op. we got a tour and was really impressed on how a band of neighbors can come together to make such an amazing retail/community/sharing/food-centric space. (http://foodcoop.com/).
4. at church, heard a great sermon on bargains, value, and what is god worth to me. it was super sweet to think of all the bargain hunting that i've done in my life... i must become a reformed bargain hunter. i don't need more stuff in my life, but unfortunately enjoy having stuff. isn't this the push/pull situation that is inevitable?
5. we went to prospect park so my children could ride on their bicycles. they had a lot of fun. but at the end of our stay at prospect park, my son zoomed away and for a few minutes was 'lost'. at no time was i too worried because i know my child... he memorized my cell phone number and lots of random phone numbers... i was confident that he would just use the numbers and knowledge to his benefit... never trust a 7 year old to do what's logical...
as i walked back the path that we used to enter the park, i saw my son with an older man riding back to the entrance. he said, "you broke the rules, you HAVE to ride the path you entered"... unfortunately, the pathway in which we entered was a bit more hilly than the one we took. my 5 year old daughter was leading the charge, and is allergic to work, aka she is not willing to pedal extra hard up hills...
as it turned out, all was fine... my son started to cry in the car... i retorted..., "don't cry... it's not as if we wanted to abandon you"
he replied quite tersely, "you wanted to throw me away because i'm stupid"
let me tell you folks... as brash, boastful, and better anyone acts... there is just a neglected, love starved child inside him or her. just give them a hug and that is the road to a solution.
i, in closing... want to add, all is well... it's a bright sunny day, and the chill in the air in invigorating...
all the best to you and yours,
ymjk
Thursday, March 24, 2011
a few words from the morning...
hello world,
morning update:
meds: none
physical activity: minimum
food intake: not normal, details later
mental stability: average
one of my close 'church brothers', js, texted me last night. "got the JAPAN bracelets", want a sample? meet me at the men's group... i was like... is this extortion? it sounded like it... actually, i looked up the word extortion just now... and the concept of extortion relies on coercion... so, the offer/event does not classify as extortion, more like a bribe...
a few details on the meeting. i believe there were 6 or 7 middle aged men, discussing c.s. lewis' book 'mere christianity'. it was a tough discussion to say focused and awake... a warm space, a talk about morality... yawn yawn yawn... but i survived. it was very very reminiscent of my college days in physics lecture. that was one of my aha moments in life. if you are going to sleep in a lecture of a 200 + make sure that you are not in the front row. all in all, this experience follows the paradigm, if it don't kill you it makes you stronger.
so after the discussion, we all dispersed and i had the munchies. i had to stop by fort lee pizza to get my fix of pizza. sicilian slices from both fort lee pizza and donna's pizza are my idea of a complete meal. i think i could do fort lee pizza in the morning, and end the day with a sicilian slice from donna's. so where does this all lead? do i have a compulsion for sicilian pizza? ABSOLUTELY... i have many compulsions and addictions, it is a process of not being bored... for a week, i'm into yoga, for a week, i'm into sicilian pizza, for a week, i'm into cannolis, for a week, i'm into sports medicine and surgery, for a week, i'm into cars, for a week, i'm into 'get rich quick schemes'... these are all methods to my madness... the last thing i want in life is to be static and remain the same...
you know, there is a really ironic thing about my personal technology... i don't get half of the phone calls, that are placed to me... is that part of being exclusive? i have no idea... i think my phone is being snobby.
net net:
1. discussions about morality make me sleepy
2. i love sicilian pizza
3. my phone is being super selective, so i'm sorry if i don't answer...
all the best,
ymjk
morning update:
meds: none
physical activity: minimum
food intake: not normal, details later
mental stability: average
one of my close 'church brothers', js, texted me last night. "got the JAPAN bracelets", want a sample? meet me at the men's group... i was like... is this extortion? it sounded like it... actually, i looked up the word extortion just now... and the concept of extortion relies on coercion... so, the offer/event does not classify as extortion, more like a bribe...
a few details on the meeting. i believe there were 6 or 7 middle aged men, discussing c.s. lewis' book 'mere christianity'. it was a tough discussion to say focused and awake... a warm space, a talk about morality... yawn yawn yawn... but i survived. it was very very reminiscent of my college days in physics lecture. that was one of my aha moments in life. if you are going to sleep in a lecture of a 200 + make sure that you are not in the front row. all in all, this experience follows the paradigm, if it don't kill you it makes you stronger.
so after the discussion, we all dispersed and i had the munchies. i had to stop by fort lee pizza to get my fix of pizza. sicilian slices from both fort lee pizza and donna's pizza are my idea of a complete meal. i think i could do fort lee pizza in the morning, and end the day with a sicilian slice from donna's. so where does this all lead? do i have a compulsion for sicilian pizza? ABSOLUTELY... i have many compulsions and addictions, it is a process of not being bored... for a week, i'm into yoga, for a week, i'm into sicilian pizza, for a week, i'm into cannolis, for a week, i'm into sports medicine and surgery, for a week, i'm into cars, for a week, i'm into 'get rich quick schemes'... these are all methods to my madness... the last thing i want in life is to be static and remain the same...
you know, there is a really ironic thing about my personal technology... i don't get half of the phone calls, that are placed to me... is that part of being exclusive? i have no idea... i think my phone is being snobby.
net net:
1. discussions about morality make me sleepy
2. i love sicilian pizza
3. my phone is being super selective, so i'm sorry if i don't answer...
all the best,
ymjk
Monday, March 14, 2011
not cool... i am NOT COOL...
dear world,
i'm chatting up my younger cousin, who happens to be in college now... she and i were on fb, and she asked me, "what are you doing?", i replied... "chillaxin..." she said that's not cool... my question for the masses is why is it that the youth get to dictate what is cool, and not? it's not fair that younger people have the carte blanche to make society uncomfortable, because they are no longer hip???
yes, i admit it... i lost all my coolness. i'm a 'grown up' now... i did just see the movie of the same name and it sucked... but it's cute to see adam sandler do what he does best, and make a lot of money doing it. i met adam sandler briefly when he was filming little nicky... it was a chance encounter and i made him say something in korean... epic failure... but it was cute regardless. the quote of the day is, when my wife wife asked, "am i chubby?"... red flags should go up to any husband, it is a trap!!! no answer is the best answer, or casually avoiding the topic in its entirety would be wisest...
let me let you go... i've got lots of chores to take care of...
ttyl,
ymjk
i'm chatting up my younger cousin, who happens to be in college now... she and i were on fb, and she asked me, "what are you doing?", i replied... "chillaxin..." she said that's not cool... my question for the masses is why is it that the youth get to dictate what is cool, and not? it's not fair that younger people have the carte blanche to make society uncomfortable, because they are no longer hip???
yes, i admit it... i lost all my coolness. i'm a 'grown up' now... i did just see the movie of the same name and it sucked... but it's cute to see adam sandler do what he does best, and make a lot of money doing it. i met adam sandler briefly when he was filming little nicky... it was a chance encounter and i made him say something in korean... epic failure... but it was cute regardless. the quote of the day is, when my wife wife asked, "am i chubby?"... red flags should go up to any husband, it is a trap!!! no answer is the best answer, or casually avoiding the topic in its entirety would be wisest...
let me let you go... i've got lots of chores to take care of...
ttyl,
ymjk
Sunday, March 13, 2011
managing ideas/relationships/stuff/memories/normalcy...
dear world,
managing and changing ideas:
i just wanted to start this entry by saying, i've had a wonderful week... the weather is warming, the birds are returning and chirping and there seems to be hope and happiness at the end of this harsh, snowy and unforgiving winter... it's daylight savings time... thanks to this custom/law/social norm... i'm proud to say that we lost the dreary long darkness, and now have an extra hour of daylight... the people behind daylight savings time, are freakin' geniuses! i wish i was that cool/respected, to have the entire free world respect my ideas, and change their concept and perception of time... how cool is that???
managing one's concept of time... that's some really sweet power to have. the more time i spend at places like church and school, the more i see the power to shape ideas, and the way people live... i love school and i love church for some very unique reasons... school is a place where you can openly doubt... church is a place where you can openly have blind faith... school is a place where you can go to be loud and seen... and interestingly enough chuch is the same sort of place for me... a safe haven... i suppose it really depends on your peer group at your respective school or church...
managing relationships:
the other day, i was at one of my favorite coffee shops and in comes in a group of young asian folks... one of the guys says, "you are, paco, (names changed to protect the innocent) right?" i was like oh my goodness, i know we all look alike, and all... how do you know my name? and he said, we met a while ago at "__________ church"... playing ping pong... i was like, yeah, that's me... at any rate they are related / work for a chuch that i visited and played ping pong at "once"...
to me it's uncanny, that somebody can remember a single person, a single incident and just file it away in their memory... i would like to share with the world that i have been soliciting for a scholarship for a study abroad program while i was in college. (go jackets!)... i've made a few phone calls, and sent out a few emails, and voila... i spoke to a friend from way back in the day, and he simply asked me, how much i needed to fulfill the scholarship... i said, we have pledges of $1100.00 and a goal of $6500.00, and he said he would pledge $2000.00 and match up to another $2000.00. i was floored to hear such a kind and generous offer... remember world, tis about the relationships, experiences and memories we make... not so much anything else... as a quick digress, i would like to speak of the lessons learned during my summer abroad in chile, some umpteen years ago...
1. whenever there is a 'vaca' (a spanish term used to call a collection of money)... if you have some issues with the funds, it's usually the pretty girls who are at fault... they don't do arithmetic naturally, and they use their physical beauty as a "oh i'm dumb", "sorry" way out...
2. trust your instincts... i did a lot of hitch-hiking in chile... it just felt right, so i did it...
3. drink and be merry... even though my liver told me otherwise, liquid lubrication is one of the key factors to why i had learned spanish, and the chilean culture so quickly.
4. love is in the air... a lot of my peers fell in love while in chile... love is a wonderfully uplifting emotion. i unfortunately was not lucky in love in chile, but the experience made me a better person.
5. cutting the ropes that held me in place... and marching to my own beat... this is to mean that my parents, especially my mother... until that point in my life, had a "death grip" on my life, and what i aspired to be... living abroad gave me the independence and the chutzpa to march to my own drummer...
managing memories/normalcy:
even as a young boy, it was always asked... "what do you want to be when you grow up?", as a canned response, my father would always say... "it doesn't matter, what you do, just be the best"...
money and one's talents are tools, thus they should be spent in a most meaningful and impactful way... so for all of you who are listening and have lots saved up, and feel comfort and security from all those riches, i say... you are letting time pass and you should use your blessings for the greater good...
the convo. definitely was one of these enligthtening ones. we all pretty much share the same background growing up here in bergen county... dreaming of fast cars, and pretty girls... some people grow up to be pastors, businessmen, hedgefund gurus, teachers, lawyers, doctors... my answer to all that is... i will be a little bit of everyone, and connect the dots... as a generalist, and as a person who knows somebody in some really random positions, it's always nice to be able to point out people who are looking for work, and those who are offering it...
in this modern world of ours, normalcy... or balance is the HARDEST thing to do. i am good at everything i touch or want to do, but being normal is not being good... let's all open our minds and hearts to all the extraordinary crazy people in the world... they are doing some amazing stuff, they are just misunderstood... with that i will close by saying... hug a crazy person... it's necessary.
peace, and until next time,
ymjk
managing and changing ideas:
i just wanted to start this entry by saying, i've had a wonderful week... the weather is warming, the birds are returning and chirping and there seems to be hope and happiness at the end of this harsh, snowy and unforgiving winter... it's daylight savings time... thanks to this custom/law/social norm... i'm proud to say that we lost the dreary long darkness, and now have an extra hour of daylight... the people behind daylight savings time, are freakin' geniuses! i wish i was that cool/respected, to have the entire free world respect my ideas, and change their concept and perception of time... how cool is that???
managing one's concept of time... that's some really sweet power to have. the more time i spend at places like church and school, the more i see the power to shape ideas, and the way people live... i love school and i love church for some very unique reasons... school is a place where you can openly doubt... church is a place where you can openly have blind faith... school is a place where you can go to be loud and seen... and interestingly enough chuch is the same sort of place for me... a safe haven... i suppose it really depends on your peer group at your respective school or church...
managing relationships:
the other day, i was at one of my favorite coffee shops and in comes in a group of young asian folks... one of the guys says, "you are, paco, (names changed to protect the innocent) right?" i was like oh my goodness, i know we all look alike, and all... how do you know my name? and he said, we met a while ago at "__________ church"... playing ping pong... i was like, yeah, that's me... at any rate they are related / work for a chuch that i visited and played ping pong at "once"...
to me it's uncanny, that somebody can remember a single person, a single incident and just file it away in their memory... i would like to share with the world that i have been soliciting for a scholarship for a study abroad program while i was in college. (go jackets!)... i've made a few phone calls, and sent out a few emails, and voila... i spoke to a friend from way back in the day, and he simply asked me, how much i needed to fulfill the scholarship... i said, we have pledges of $1100.00 and a goal of $6500.00, and he said he would pledge $2000.00 and match up to another $2000.00. i was floored to hear such a kind and generous offer... remember world, tis about the relationships, experiences and memories we make... not so much anything else... as a quick digress, i would like to speak of the lessons learned during my summer abroad in chile, some umpteen years ago...
1. whenever there is a 'vaca' (a spanish term used to call a collection of money)... if you have some issues with the funds, it's usually the pretty girls who are at fault... they don't do arithmetic naturally, and they use their physical beauty as a "oh i'm dumb", "sorry" way out...
2. trust your instincts... i did a lot of hitch-hiking in chile... it just felt right, so i did it...
3. drink and be merry... even though my liver told me otherwise, liquid lubrication is one of the key factors to why i had learned spanish, and the chilean culture so quickly.
4. love is in the air... a lot of my peers fell in love while in chile... love is a wonderfully uplifting emotion. i unfortunately was not lucky in love in chile, but the experience made me a better person.
5. cutting the ropes that held me in place... and marching to my own beat... this is to mean that my parents, especially my mother... until that point in my life, had a "death grip" on my life, and what i aspired to be... living abroad gave me the independence and the chutzpa to march to my own drummer...
managing memories/normalcy:
even as a young boy, it was always asked... "what do you want to be when you grow up?", as a canned response, my father would always say... "it doesn't matter, what you do, just be the best"...
money and one's talents are tools, thus they should be spent in a most meaningful and impactful way... so for all of you who are listening and have lots saved up, and feel comfort and security from all those riches, i say... you are letting time pass and you should use your blessings for the greater good...
the convo. definitely was one of these enligthtening ones. we all pretty much share the same background growing up here in bergen county... dreaming of fast cars, and pretty girls... some people grow up to be pastors, businessmen, hedgefund gurus, teachers, lawyers, doctors... my answer to all that is... i will be a little bit of everyone, and connect the dots... as a generalist, and as a person who knows somebody in some really random positions, it's always nice to be able to point out people who are looking for work, and those who are offering it...
in this modern world of ours, normalcy... or balance is the HARDEST thing to do. i am good at everything i touch or want to do, but being normal is not being good... let's all open our minds and hearts to all the extraordinary crazy people in the world... they are doing some amazing stuff, they are just misunderstood... with that i will close by saying... hug a crazy person... it's necessary.
peace, and until next time,
ymjk
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
i hate to say that charlie sheen does not amuse me...
hello world,
the latest and greatest person of note is charlie sheen. he's truly a MESS! i don't know why we (society) are so enamored by his weird comments... having the latest and greatest charlie sheen news... he's a moving train ready to crash.
been there done that... it's not fun to lose everything... maybe it's a necessary part of healing, but i want to tell the world that too many people are relying on him to be normal, for it to be fun or interesting to me.
i am in a similar space in regards to hating this notion of 'judgement'... why is it so ironic that only strange/unique/bizarre people are always anti-judgement? it is because they are the ones being judged. hate judgement, but love those people who laugh/smile with us.
new ipad is going to be launched... isn't that wonderful? i think it's a great product and has really pushed creativity and the realm of reality possible.
let's talk later...
ymjk
the latest and greatest person of note is charlie sheen. he's truly a MESS! i don't know why we (society) are so enamored by his weird comments... having the latest and greatest charlie sheen news... he's a moving train ready to crash.
been there done that... it's not fun to lose everything... maybe it's a necessary part of healing, but i want to tell the world that too many people are relying on him to be normal, for it to be fun or interesting to me.
i am in a similar space in regards to hating this notion of 'judgement'... why is it so ironic that only strange/unique/bizarre people are always anti-judgement? it is because they are the ones being judged. hate judgement, but love those people who laugh/smile with us.
new ipad is going to be launched... isn't that wonderful? i think it's a great product and has really pushed creativity and the realm of reality possible.
let's talk later...
ymjk
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
born for industrial espionage... this is what i hear...
hey people...
i was born for industrial espionage...
i don't know what provokes me to want to listen in on convos.
i have very bad luck talking to redheads... i was ripped a new one by a hypersensitive - cultural woman who was just having a bad day b/c i told her that her lack of desire/joy for shopping and headbags made her non-female
i overhear and have read... "serial killer", i'm "expecting... by next months, we will have a new addition, to our family"
i can't tell you that there is any meaning to any of these ramblings, but i would love to share the fact that i am next to a computer programmer, and he is just aimlessly driving a convo. with yeah yeah yeah yeah... please shoot me before you talk like this to me... BORING!
on a more interesting note... met a Dr. M today and he's super smart and a great listener... i like those attributes... his sis, a super cool employee at a great raquetballer and a father of a 4 year old daughter... i was like... u and i can jam and talk all day long... very very cool. sadly he will be moving to san diego very shortly... thank god for these opps., regardless
let me let u go...
ttyl,
ymjk
i was born for industrial espionage...
i don't know what provokes me to want to listen in on convos.
i have very bad luck talking to redheads... i was ripped a new one by a hypersensitive - cultural woman who was just having a bad day b/c i told her that her lack of desire/joy for shopping and headbags made her non-female
i overhear and have read... "serial killer", i'm "expecting... by next months, we will have a new addition, to our family"
i can't tell you that there is any meaning to any of these ramblings, but i would love to share the fact that i am next to a computer programmer, and he is just aimlessly driving a convo. with yeah yeah yeah yeah... please shoot me before you talk like this to me... BORING!
on a more interesting note... met a Dr. M today and he's super smart and a great listener... i like those attributes... his sis, a super cool employee at a great raquetballer and a father of a 4 year old daughter... i was like... u and i can jam and talk all day long... very very cool. sadly he will be moving to san diego very shortly... thank god for these opps., regardless
let me let u go...
ttyl,
ymjk
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
a time to ponder...
dear world,
i typically wake up pretty randomly early. i like morning. i like peace and quiet, if i'm in solitude. i don't like to be messed with when i'm feeling most creative. the greatest thing about being unique, (even though i'm not even close to unique) is that going against the grain gives me great pleasure. going against the grain hurts at times, but those little bumps and bruises are what keeps me frustrated and energetic for the next experience.
let me go to church now, but let me say one final thing... love... love unconditionally... love with all your heart... your moments/days on this planet are finite...
be well,
ymjk
i typically wake up pretty randomly early. i like morning. i like peace and quiet, if i'm in solitude. i don't like to be messed with when i'm feeling most creative. the greatest thing about being unique, (even though i'm not even close to unique) is that going against the grain gives me great pleasure. going against the grain hurts at times, but those little bumps and bruises are what keeps me frustrated and energetic for the next experience.
let me go to church now, but let me say one final thing... love... love unconditionally... love with all your heart... your moments/days on this planet are finite...
be well,
ymjk
Monday, February 14, 2011
talkin' to my man mr. R
cuckoo log:
meds: minimal
physical activity: minimal
thoughts of the day
1. mr. R, is here, we are here in one of my favorite places, and let me tell you... there is this guy... he had a catastrophic brain injury because of a car accident. he was in a coma for 35 days. he is now 53 years old, and really one of the most forthright/honest/straightforward people that i have met in a long time. this entire entry can be about mr. R... his biggest achievement was union negotiations. he was married for 3 years... his former wife came down with multiple sclerosis... and she left him... this ex wife is lost and gone... moved to pittsburgh, back to her mother and family... from nyc... oh boy, this guy roy is a piece of work... he's a character...
the first time he want over to his ex wife's place, their family made them a pork dinner. he was an honorary dinner... but a ham is totally against mr. R's religious beliefs. he is a jew...
hold on, let's talk about how they met... mr. R was a field engineer for some uk lighting company. he was flown all over the world, and he would fix computer lighting and stage lighting systems. he was in newark airport, and both he and she were going through the food line, and he was accustomed to going through the food line backwards... he usually carried a 70 lbs. tool box, and when he and she came face to face, he clearly stated, "i'm not going to fight you"... a jew meets a german... classically ironic... classic to see that a person like mr. R would be hooked up like that.
he is a brain injury advocate, and part of the state traumatic brain injury advisory, (tbia). so his volunteering is his 'work'... works with the brain injury association of america... here we go, we are going to ask 20 random ass questions:
1. so what do you do for fun?
A. sail on other people's boats, scuba diving, just hang out and do support groups. talking politics
2. where were you born?
A. Brooklyn, NY, grew up in Tenafly and moved to Fort Lee when I was in high school
3. best lesson for young people?
A. To believe to be in yourself and find the right mentor
4. what's a typical day like?
A. going to Starbucks, going to meetings, going to the advisory boards
5. what languages do you speak?
A. English, English, English
6. what's your favorite place on earth?
A. any nude resort aka Hedonism in Jamaica
7. your first car was?
A. i don't even remember, i think it was a buick that i bought for $50.00
8. how many brothers and sisters do you have?
A. one of each. both younger
9. what's your favorite movie?
A. something with van dam or schwartzenegger
10. are your parent's still alive?
A. Yes, i have one father and 2 mothers, they are all alive
11. what is your claim to fame?
A. i had an open ticket to the electricians union hall, local 3. to keep world financial center moving.
12. i heard something that we have in common... are you paid to stay alive?
A. Yes
13. if you could be anywhere but here, where would you be?
A. no where but home, near my family
14. when you were little you wanted to be?
A. a fighter pilot... what i would have liked to be was an air force pilot, and because of my vision, and i went to military school.... then i wanted to be a nuclear sub commander, but because of the anti-semitism, i could not
15. what do you think about the 'centuria project'?
A. i cry for all the politicians that really want to make something happen, and get so dragged down by individual interest. the aura is marvelous the details (of politics) destroy it every single time.
16. i heard you love your mac... why?
A. i used to build large scale networks for merrill lynch, we rolled out a 50K router network. my mac is so simple that no matter what i do to it, i can restore it back to a working state.
17. so if you could change one thing in the world what would it be?
A. making people speak the truth, an honesty detector on everyone's forehead
18. what question would you like to ask me?
A. what made you respond to me? my answer is: a challenge, and you are unique...
19. i heard that while you were in rehab, they discharged you early for being annoying... is there truth to that?
A. my first rehab facility kicked me out because they told me that i wouldn't ever make it into a wheel chair.
20. your life is one of advocacy, joy and education... how did your fight for mobility change your perspective on the world around you?
A. it didn't, and i will tell you why... ever since i was little, i always had issues. when i was 6 years old, i got my first pair of glasses, when i put them on, the first thing i said, was that is what the world looks like. so growing up with less than wonderful vision, it was the first time to see the "real world". compared to being blind, being a quadriplegic was easy. in addition, i always had dyslexia so there was always some obstacle to overcome... being a quadriplegic was just a situation and a momentary setback.
to be continued...
meds: minimal
physical activity: minimal
thoughts of the day
1. mr. R, is here, we are here in one of my favorite places, and let me tell you... there is this guy... he had a catastrophic brain injury because of a car accident. he was in a coma for 35 days. he is now 53 years old, and really one of the most forthright/honest/straightforward people that i have met in a long time. this entire entry can be about mr. R... his biggest achievement was union negotiations. he was married for 3 years... his former wife came down with multiple sclerosis... and she left him... this ex wife is lost and gone... moved to pittsburgh, back to her mother and family... from nyc... oh boy, this guy roy is a piece of work... he's a character...
the first time he want over to his ex wife's place, their family made them a pork dinner. he was an honorary dinner... but a ham is totally against mr. R's religious beliefs. he is a jew...
hold on, let's talk about how they met... mr. R was a field engineer for some uk lighting company. he was flown all over the world, and he would fix computer lighting and stage lighting systems. he was in newark airport, and both he and she were going through the food line, and he was accustomed to going through the food line backwards... he usually carried a 70 lbs. tool box, and when he and she came face to face, he clearly stated, "i'm not going to fight you"... a jew meets a german... classically ironic... classic to see that a person like mr. R would be hooked up like that.
he is a brain injury advocate, and part of the state traumatic brain injury advisory, (tbia). so his volunteering is his 'work'... works with the brain injury association of america... here we go, we are going to ask 20 random ass questions:
1. so what do you do for fun?
A. sail on other people's boats, scuba diving, just hang out and do support groups. talking politics
2. where were you born?
A. Brooklyn, NY, grew up in Tenafly and moved to Fort Lee when I was in high school
3. best lesson for young people?
A. To believe to be in yourself and find the right mentor
4. what's a typical day like?
A. going to Starbucks, going to meetings, going to the advisory boards
5. what languages do you speak?
A. English, English, English
6. what's your favorite place on earth?
A. any nude resort aka Hedonism in Jamaica
7. your first car was?
A. i don't even remember, i think it was a buick that i bought for $50.00
8. how many brothers and sisters do you have?
A. one of each. both younger
9. what's your favorite movie?
A. something with van dam or schwartzenegger
10. are your parent's still alive?
A. Yes, i have one father and 2 mothers, they are all alive
11. what is your claim to fame?
A. i had an open ticket to the electricians union hall, local 3. to keep world financial center moving.
12. i heard something that we have in common... are you paid to stay alive?
A. Yes
13. if you could be anywhere but here, where would you be?
A. no where but home, near my family
14. when you were little you wanted to be?
A. a fighter pilot... what i would have liked to be was an air force pilot, and because of my vision, and i went to military school.... then i wanted to be a nuclear sub commander, but because of the anti-semitism, i could not
15. what do you think about the 'centuria project'?
A. i cry for all the politicians that really want to make something happen, and get so dragged down by individual interest. the aura is marvelous the details (of politics) destroy it every single time.
16. i heard you love your mac... why?
A. i used to build large scale networks for merrill lynch, we rolled out a 50K router network. my mac is so simple that no matter what i do to it, i can restore it back to a working state.
17. so if you could change one thing in the world what would it be?
A. making people speak the truth, an honesty detector on everyone's forehead
18. what question would you like to ask me?
A. what made you respond to me? my answer is: a challenge, and you are unique...
19. i heard that while you were in rehab, they discharged you early for being annoying... is there truth to that?
A. my first rehab facility kicked me out because they told me that i wouldn't ever make it into a wheel chair.
20. your life is one of advocacy, joy and education... how did your fight for mobility change your perspective on the world around you?
A. it didn't, and i will tell you why... ever since i was little, i always had issues. when i was 6 years old, i got my first pair of glasses, when i put them on, the first thing i said, was that is what the world looks like. so growing up with less than wonderful vision, it was the first time to see the "real world". compared to being blind, being a quadriplegic was easy. in addition, i always had dyslexia so there was always some obstacle to overcome... being a quadriplegic was just a situation and a momentary setback.
to be continued...
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