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

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.

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

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

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

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

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