Thursday, July 31, 2008

new progressive age is in


On a good day, I typically describe myself as a Moderate, more leaning towards the conservative Right-wing. Lately, I've been moved to follow the spoken word of Barry. He's in vogue, ladies and gentlemen.



After reading an article about him in the NY Times about how he was "seen not heard" at the Chicago School of Law because of his involvement in the Senate and a private law firm, I have begun to harbor a new found respect for the fella'. According the article, he left his impression in the classroom and students flocked to his classes despite his low-profile around campus and his refusal to mingle with fellow academicians.
But as a professor, students say, Mr. Obama was in the business of complication, showing that even the best-reasoned rules have unintended consequences, that competing legal interests cannot always be resolved, that a rule that promotes justice in one case can be unfair in the next. - NY Times
You know, the media likes to compare Barry to J.F.K., but I beg to differ- he seems almost reminiscent of a Denzel Washington, actually.
I dunno, kids, I'm a registered Republican, but I think for this election, I want to make things a bit interesting and vote for Barry.
I hope I didn't offend any of the Republicans out there with my political roar (or lack thereof...). Feel free to drop me a line and we'll battle it out.
P

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

hodge-podge

My day was about as banal as a day can get...no drama...no excitement...no gossip...UNTIL, I opened my mailbox and received some snail mail from mah Boo! Thanks, V.V., for the extra-long letter and for even thinking about my stinkin' needs of having to get snail mail more than once every 2-3 months...I read that john twice, sonnn. 'Twas probably one of your best to date.

Meanwhile- this box of Pocky threw me off for a hot second. I bought it at Cost Plus just because 1) I have an unhealthy addiction to Pocky sticks, and 2) the whole packaging is just discriminatory! One thought did run amiss though- I totally forgot where this box came from and the fact that it is an import from a country that probably still adheres to gender-specific rules. Seriously though, these Pocky sticks didn't even taste "manly"...I mean, they didn't even have that characteristic dark chocolate bitter taste. One would think they named it "Men's" for a reason. Oh well, you know how men don't really make sense anyway.


No, I'm not a feminist...just a realist.

Just kidding, people. You know I love me some men. Handsome ones with quick repartee are a must.

P

**EDIT: Since this was a hodge-podge of a post, I'd like to add that I find it absolutely amusing how many comments/questions/concerns I get when I'm eating halo-halo around non-Flips. Yes, those are beans mixed in with milk and yes, it's sweet...and yes, that really is some purple ice cream. And yes, I love it.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

worry-wart

I hate it. I'm such a worry-wart. I have these tense knots on the tops of my shoulders from worrying and agonizing over every little thing. Call it one of my neuroses. I need to take a trip down to Napa or the Calistoga area for a much-needed massage and/or spa treatment. That sounds absolutely divine. I don't exactly deserve something that rewarding though-not yet, anyway. After today-with the purchase of my new dvd (see yesterday's post)- I'm on shopping detox.Here were 10 things I don't have to worry about, according to this morning's NY Times (thank goodness because I may have to make that trip to Napa =):



1. Killer hot dogs. What is it about frankfurters? There was the nitrite scare. Then the grilling-creates-carcinogens alarm. And then, when those menaces ebbed, the weenie warriors fell back on that old reliable villain: saturated fat.
But now even saturated fat isn’t looking so bad, thanks to a rigorous experiment in Israel reported this month. The people on a low-carb, unrestricted-calorie diet consumed more saturated fat than another group forced to cut back on both fat and calories, but those fatophiles lost more weight and ended up with a better cholesterol profile. And this was just the latest in a series of studies contradicting the medical establishment’s predictions about saturated fat.
If you must worry, focus on the carbs in the bun. But when it comes to the fatty frank — or the fatty anything else on vacation — I’d relax.


2. Your car’s planet-destroying A/C. No matter how guilty you feel about your carbon footprint, you don’t have to swelter on the highway to the beach. After doing tests at 65 miles per hour, the mileage experts at edmunds.com report that the aerodynamic drag from opening the windows cancels out any fuel savings from turning off the air-conditioner.




3. Forbidden fruits from afar. Do you dare to eat a kiwi? Sure, because more “food miles” do not equal more greenhouse emissions. Food from other countries is often produced and shipped much more efficiently than domestic food, particularly if the local producers are hauling their wares around in small trucks. One study showed that apples shipped from New Zealand to Britain had a smaller carbon footprint than apples grown and sold in Britain.


4. Carcinogenic cellphones. Some prominent brain surgeons made news on Larry King’s show this year with their fears of cellphones, thereby establishing once and for all that epidemiology is not brain surgery — it’s more complicated.
As my colleague Tara Parker-Pope has noted, there is no known biological mechanism for the phones’ non-ionizing radiation to cause cancer, and epidemiological studies have failed to find consistent links between cancer and cellphones.
It’s always possible today’s worried doctors will be vindicated, but I’d bet they’ll be remembered more like the promoters of the old cancer-from-power-lines menace — or like James Thurber’s grandmother, who covered up her wall outlets to stop electricity from leaking.
Driving while talking on a phone is a definite risk, but you’re better off worrying about other cars rather than cancer.


5. Evil plastic bags. Take it from the Environmental Protection Agency : paper bags are not better for the environment than plastic bags. If anything, the evidence from life-cycle analyses favors plastic bags. They require much less energy — and greenhouse emissions — to manufacture, ship and recycle. They generate less air and water pollution. And they take up much less space in landfills.


6. Toxic plastic bottles. For years panels of experts repeatedly approved the use of bisphenol-a, or BPA, which is used in polycarbonate bottles and many other plastic products. Yes, it could be harmful if given in huge doses to rodents, but so can the natural chemicals in countless foods we eat every day. Dose makes the poison.
But this year, after a campaign by a few researchers and activists, one federal panel expressed some concern about BPA in baby bottles. Panic ensued. Even though there was zero evidence of harm to humans, Wal-Mart pulled BPA-containing products from its shelves, and politicians began talking about BPA bans. Some experts fear product recalls that could make this the most expensive health scare in history.
Nalgene has already announced that it will take BPA out of its wonderfully sturdy water bottles. Given the publicity, the company probably had no choice. But my old blue-capped Nalgene bottle, the one with BPA that survived glaciers, jungles and deserts, is still sitting right next to me, filled with drinking water. If they ever try recalling it, they’ll have to pry it from my cold dead fingers.


7. Deadly sharks. Throughout the world last year, there was a grand total of one fatal shark attack (in the South Pacific), according to the International Shark Attack File at the University of Florida.


8. The Arctic’s missing ice. The meltdown in the Arctic last summer was bad enough, but this spring there was worse news. A majority of experts expected even more melting this year, and some scientists created a media sensation by predicting that even the North Pole would be ice-free by the end of summer.
So far, though, there’s more ice than at this time last summer, and most experts are no longer expecting a new record. You can still fret about long-term trends in the Arctic, but you can set aside one worry: This summer it looks as if Santa can still have his drinks on the rocks.


9. The universe’s missing mass. Even if the fate of the universe — steady expansion or cataclysmic collapse — depends on the amount of dark matter that is out there somewhere, you can rest assured that no one blames you for losing it. And most experts doubt this collapse will occur during your vacation.


10. Unmarked wormholes. Could your vacation be interrupted by a sudden plunge into a wormhole? From my limited analysis of space-time theory and the movie “Jumper,” I would have to say that the possibility cannot be eliminated. I would also concede that if the wormhole led to an alternate universe, there’s a good chance your luggage would be lost in transit.
But I still wouldn’t worry about it, In an alternate universe, you might not have to spend the rest of the year fretting about either dark matter or sickly rodents. You might even be able to buy one of those Nalgene bottles.



***Rest assure, I'm not going to get cancer from the 13,000+ minutes a month I spend talking to Lats on the phone ...

Well, I guess I can go home now and turn on my air-con in my car. I'm tired of coming home with sweaty shirts and jeans sticking to my thighs. =D

P

Monday, July 28, 2008

a pleasant surprise!

You hate me right now because I'm going to get Season 4 of "GIRLFRIENDS" tomorrow! Yeah, you know it- it's gonna be on like donkey kong! So what, I'm excited...elated...too damn happy right now for some frou-frou girly schtuff.

Fellas, admit it, it's a fabulous show!

And thanks for letting me know when the release date was; I had to find that ish out today while I was looking at my amazon.com page. It was a pleasant surprise nonetheless! This will at least keep me quiet for the entire week and keep my rants to a healthy minimum.

Cop it,

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posthumous Oscar nod

I finally watched "The Dark Knight" this past weekend and it was just okay for me. Granted, I think Heath Ledger deserves a nod for an Oscar nomination; even more, he rightly so deserves a posthumous Oscar for his stellar performance in the movie. He definitely became and came into the psychopathic, maniacal character of the Joker- I could barely recognize Heath! What a tragic day in Hollywood though to lose such a budding talent. It isn't too far-fetched to latch onto the idea that this role perhaps plummeted Heath to his premature death.


No offense to the cast or Warner Bros., but I would rather spend 2.5 hours watching the Sex and the City movie instead. =/

Friday, July 25, 2008

the pleasure principle


So I am stuck home on a Friday night...a FRIDAY night. Oh well, this isn't the first time. I've naturally evolved into somewhat of a hermit these days and the lounge/club scene isn't as fun unless I have my lubber with me- in due time though. =) Don't y'all worry though, just because I'm shackled up right now doesn't mean that I'm not going to be like a bat out of hell when it comes to the dance flo'. Back up! (**By the way, this picture of Lats is what happens when he hits the clubs alone- he starts getting gae up in dat joint. ** LOL!!!)


I am somewhat of a "self-help" junkie in that I am always trying to get my hands on any literature that explains how to improve one's life. Sometimes all it takes is some common sense, but sometimes I struggle with that since I'm more of a cerebral, go-by-the book gal. Oh well, I'll learn the hard way. In an effort to satiate my "self-help" desires, I came across an article in this month's Reader's Digest talking about the importance of pleasure in one's life.


It's a small little blurb, but I'll share it with you nonetheless:


New Pleasure Principles


We talked with University of Oxford neuroscientist Morten Kringelbach, author of the upcoming book The Pleasure Center, about his revolutionary research and our constant craving to feel good.


Can pleasure be used as medicine? We can implant electrodes in the brain of a person in pain. When we stimulate the right spots, almost magically the pain goes away. The relief is very pleasurable. This can help people with depression too.


Can I get an electrode just for fun? It wouldn't work. The brain balances itself, and while you can help restore that balance temporarily, you can't permanently swing it one way or the other. That's why many people, even those who aren't getting any treatment, will probably come out of depression within a year.


What do people find most pleasurable in their daily lives? Sex. But No. 2 is being with friends. Most everything we find pleasurable, including eating and drinking, is so much better when doing it with someone else.


Can you help us cure addictions such as overeating? It hasn't been tested yet, but deep-brain electrodes may help restore the balance of selective satiety mechanisms in the brain-the signals that tell us enough is enough. People who are obese may not have the selective satiation that thin people do.


Why do we sometimes feel guilty about indulging in pleasure? Guilt is like a built-in stop valve. If we overindulge in one thing, such as sex, food, or drugs, it can become an addiction that we feed to the exclusion of the thing that gives us the most long-term pleasure-other people.


How can we live a more pleasurable life? There's no magic here. Enjoy your family and friends, and work less. The simplest pleasures really are the best ones.

**Okay back to me- I wish I could get some sort of electrode treatment that would stop me from shopping! Luckily, the guilt sets in after I buy something, which lets me know that I've done something wrong, but then the cycle starts all over again. My latest addiction seems to be running shoes (a.k.a. "rubber shoes"), so lets hope my psyche learns to get addicted to something cheap like gum or candy.
Enjoy the weekend,
P

Thursday, July 24, 2008

the fate of chick-lit

Per my morning routine of reading The New York Times, I came across this article talking about how the chick-lit industry is exhausting all of the fashion plot lines: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/24/fashion/24PLOT.html?pagewanted=1&_r=1. How can this be?!

I just finished the first book of the Shopaholic book series (by Sophie Kinsella) and I went ahead and invested in the subsequent next 3 mass-market paperbacks (cheap! $6.99, small, and conserves space!) of that series. I don't know about you, but I love those superficial, flimsy, summer-reads, and if the state of chick literature is turning into a wasteland like everything else in this era, I am in utter shell-shock. Granted, I guess just as one can only watch so many romantic comedies, the same is expected to be true in the literature arena.

On another note, I watched "P.S. I Love You" (finally) last night and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! Very original plot line, and to boot, that john made me ball my eyes out...someone I know watched that a week or two ago (a male...*ahem*) and he cried like a little baby as well.

Take-home message: Even though chick-lit is on the downward spiral, it doesn't mean that good writing and on-screen adaptations are...

Yay Thursday!
P

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

rat race

My first stab at a work-sponsored athletic event: the JP Morgan Corporate Challenge. I'm sure 3.5 miles will be a breeze, but having to zig-zag through hoards of people to secure a good position and race time will be half the battle. Not to mention, we're running in SF in the early evening, which means it will be brrrrrr- COLD! Gotta bust out the spandex!

http://www.jpmorganchasecc.com/registration.php?city_id=14

Happy trails,
P

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

seeking locavores & FruitGuys

Here's more fodder for my "Go Green" campaign: paying someone to grow local produce in your backyard! I love this concept!!! And surprise, surprise, this eco-idear has already launched in San Francisco- attention readers: SF was ranked #1 in SELF magazine and MSN as the most health-conscious city in the U.S.!

Do you know what this means? This means that on my day of wedded bliss, I'm going to get my party catered with locally grown produce (only $72/head). I know that day is eons away, but hey, you can't say I wasn't prepared. Anyhoo, I could always pass the idea to my sister, whom is newly engaged- I said I'd keep mum about it, but it's quite exciting and plus, I'm already promoted to her very own P.R.-go-to-person.

At any rate, check out the article on this emerging trend: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/22/dining/22local.html?pagewanted=1&ei=5087&em&en=7df5348a50e688b3&ex=1216958400


I love this quote from the article: “As a person of rural origin who has lived much of my life in rural places,” she said, “I can’t tell you how joyful it makes me to hear that it’s trendy for people in Manhattan to own a part of a cow.”

This is exciting stuff, people!
P

Monday, July 21, 2008

the dark troof

Man, I love me some Pooch Hall (sexy, dark chocolate) from "The Game" and can't wait until Season 3 unveils itself. I love the on-screen chemistry between Melanie (Tia Mowry) and Derwin (Pooch) and wish they would have gotten married in real life.

I dunno why I've always been a fan of black comedy-I'm not trying to get racist up in this establishment, but I guess I've always thought the black perspectives and its respective comic deliveries are the most hilarious versus other "white" shows. I grew up on "Living Single" and "Martin" and for the most part, have always had friends (whether they were white, black or Asian) that were always 'down'. I guess it's my growing up at as an Army brat and having exposure to more of a minority pool. At any rate, I have the entire "Girlfriends" DVD series collection and will continue to be a fan of any black comedy series or movies more than any other comic burlesque.
Laugh all you want, but I know you knuckleheads laugh your asses off to Dave Chapelle because that man speaks the troof.

Word to da Big Bird.

P

Sunday, July 20, 2008

steak-yumms

Voila! My finished product- grilled Porterhouse steaks complete with a side of roasted garlic compound butter. The rest of the side dishes are just mere details. Since it was my dad's 53rd birthday today, it was his special request that he have a dinner comprised of his very own 3 lbs. (3 lbs.! GO BIG OR GO HOME!) of Porterhouse steak and his favorite dessert, German Chocolate cake, which my sister baked homemade ("boxed" homemade =D).


NOTE: Objects are smaller and less succulent than viewed with the naked eye.



Anyway, I'm not going to jock Orangette's steez and critique the cuisine (although I'm very much tempted to; she has an impeccable writing style that I want to steal), so I'll just let you enjoy the after and before pics.

All in all, "Papa Bear" (what my dad is known affectionately around the household as due to his corpus, bear-like frame) loved his birthday and I just plain enjoyed the family get-together after a sibling brawl (my sister and I...and probably a third-party named Shine). Food and laughter at my household always manages to quell altercations for some odd reason. I'm just glad we're past that all...and I'm sure Lats is glad too (poor soul has to hear it from me).
Take-home message: Making homemade meals sure beats going out to eat for over-priced meals especially during these rough economic times.
P

Friday, July 18, 2008

Google is making us Stoopid


I came across this sapid article in this month's issues of Atlantic Monthly by Nicholas Carr: http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200807/google- it's titled, "Is Google Making Us Stoopid?" Interestingly enough, this article graced the front page of the article, and no doubt about it, it would seem a bit sacrilegious to not have any Google-related item make the front page of anything. Why, you ask?...Probably because Google has become a multi-million dollar enterprise and continues to be on the cusp of innovation and ingenuity in terms of search engine capabilities and applications.



This article capitalizes on the notion that Google is making us all stupid and most importantly, downright unfocused because of the convenience of searching for absolutely anything in the cyberspace world. I, too, find myself getting distracted when I am sitting down with a rather hearty, thick novel I'd like to finish reading but simply cannot because my mind is thinking full-throttle on other stuff I could be googling online. Come on now, they named it "Google" for a reason right?



At any rate, check out this article; it will surely shed some light on how this phenomenal search engine is transforming everyone's lives- albeit, not in a positive way either. Yes, we are able to access a wealth of knowledge at the touch of our fingertips, but at what cost? The cost of deterring us from a reading task that requires more than 3 minutes worth of concentration?



Technology is a crutch for the lazy. I've been thrown into the throes of modern-day technology! Helpppppp!



P
P.S. Some useful trivia:
* Google.com was officially registered on Sept. 15, 1997.
* The name was initially "Googolplex" but one of the founders shortened it to "Googel". When the name was typed in the Internet Registry to see if the domain name was available, it was accidentally spelled "Google.com", which was available and the name stuck.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

luv lesson part deux

Okay, people...are you tired of my getting up on the soap box and talking about love again? Well, too bad. I love talking about L.O.V.E. Remember, it makes the world go round.

So, you people have me fooled. Just when I thought NO ONE read my blog, I sign onto Facebook and good ol' "M.S. twin" gives me a shout-out for the first post- which was adapted from a NY Times article-regarding finding the ideal mate. Thanks, people, for continuing to read my blog on the sly. You undercover, sneaky freaks! :0 I do appreciate any and all readers and if you don't drop a comment, I'll keep assuming THAT I'M RIGHT and to date, I guess I've been right all along. C'est la vie.

Anyway, back on track- I found another love lesson we all should heed and absorb. It's called, "Lessons in Love, By Way of Economics". It's an interesting spin on looking at matters of the heart. Kinda contradictory, actually. Remember how we were taught that money can't buy us love? Funny how things always come full circle.

Get it here:
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/13/business/13every.html?em&ex=1216526400&en=a64299b6614d7297&ei=5087%0A.

Aren't you glad I made you read through all that garble and I finally gave you the link?

...well 'cause I'm cool like dat.
P

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

joo have to see this

Thanks, Victoria- justice has been served. And pretty picture, btw. =)



“Of course I smile. It’s just that they don’t use those pictures. It’s a better story to say that I’m a miserable cow. I get it.”
Victoria Beckham








joo joo

My coworker who is a fellow Pinay suggested this website for purchasing novelty items that are supposed to remedy a current situation/personality defunct or just bring some good joo joo: http://www.starrystarry.com/. She had a friend buy her zodiac bracelet- as with bamboo plants, one is not supposed to purchase these lucky items for oneself for it is destined to bring upon bad luck- which she wears religiously. Apparently, if you are the holder of these bracelets, you and ONLY YOU can have physical contact with said bracelet- that means NO ONE can touch these bracelets, lest it bring bad luck upon yourself.

As if I'm not paranoid to begin with (my gamut of superstitions and hello, I'm Filipino), I'm actually going to have my mom (or Babe) buy me this lucky 8 bracelet- maybe if I go to Vegas in October, I'll go home BIG.



DESCRIPTION: The auspicious number 8 represents 8 magical realms in the heaven and pacifies 8 types of harm to gain entry to the right path. It will bring turnaround luck from bad to good for everyone during this Period of 8. It blesses the wearer with monetary gains, wealth, good fortune and abundance. Also suitable to bring gambling luck.

For those of you who do not know what "joo joo" means, I've linked you to the Bible: Urban Dictionary. See here for the definition of joo joo: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=joo+joo. If I offended you by even suggesting that you consult the Urban dictionary for the joo-joo definition because you already knew it, TOO BAD! haha

Happy Joo Joo,
P

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

kudos

This man deserves kudos for the content he posted tonight on his blog (7-15-08). Check it out here: http://go4itall.blogspot.com.




And that is all for tonight, kids. I can't be writin' until the wheels fall off because you'll just take me for granted.
P

P.S. Jesse is single, BTW.



Monday, July 14, 2008

8-8-08 Beijing











Since the Summer 2008 Olympics are around the corner, I thought I'd give you a run-down on who I'm rooting for. I have so many role models out there in the sports arena and it's just great to know there are folks out there busting their asses day in and day out to fulfill their dreams...not to mention, the fat endorsements they get is a prime motivator.


I do have a question though: Why do these athletes go into cycles of retiring and then coming back to the game? Why can't they just continue on with their sports until they're carried off with ailments? I am speculating that it makes more of an impact to come back after a respite and kick ass.

Let's hope no one out there competing gets busted for doping because I'm sure Marion Jones is feeling the pitfalls of her career. I am disappointed and how embarrassing to have to return those medals.

P.S. I also realized that I am only rooting for one guy in the Olympics- Jeremy Wariner. All of the other guys are too cocky and don't really stand out. I think Michael Phelps is a phenom but I'm just not all that crazy about him. Someone beat him!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

fone dilemma


Yes, I know I spelled "fone" wrong. Haven't you caught on to my catchy titles yet? So which phone should I get- the new 3G iPhone or the BlackBerry Curve/Pearl? I know, I know, it depends on what I'm going to use the phone for...I'm not exactly a "business professional" and out on business trips needing to check my email constantly (although I still do haha), so I guess the basic functionalities of a cell phone will suffice. However, the only feature I wish the iPhone would have is the QWERTY keyboard that the BlackBerry has and the ability to type faster on touch screen. So far, cnet reviews has the 3G iPhone ranked #1 overall. Which should I get?

Friday, July 11, 2008

take a hike





I've jumped on the bandwagon with the whole "Go Green" campaign and have read and am still reading books with naturesque themes. There's something wholesome about reading about how people manage to catch and harvest fresh food without having to rely on commercial industrialization; not to mention, organic means of securing foodstuffs is a lot healthier than the cost-efficient large-scale "manufacturing" of edible products.
Thank goodness for Trader Joe's though. They have cheap organic produce and "healthy" junk food. All in all, even though farmer's markets are a bit more on the pricey end versus your local grocer, it pays to get your food there, lest you rob yourselves in a food connoisseur type-of-way by going to a regular supermarket. Plus, most chefs go to farmer's markets to get local produce to make their dishes that much more exquisite and extraordinary. I have a newfound respect for farmers after reading these books (I have yet to read the last book) because let's face it, farming is fkn toiling in the soil and it's damn hard work. Luckily, living in California has afforded me the opportunity to have seasonal produce year-round.
So get in touch with nature and take a hike through these books. The first book is actually very stellar in that the author intertwines a plot line with scientific studies and pertinent dog psychology facts. You won't be disappointed!
Happy Friday!
P

Thursday, July 10, 2008

subterfuge

I try not to talk about marriage too much (*smirks*) so I'm titling this post with somewhat of a misnomer just to distract readers into thinking that perhaps I'm talking about something else...but I know y'all are smarter than that.

I found this particular article about marrying the right guy and character traits to look for in the NY Times earlier this week (a very good week for NY Times!). So listen up, single and not-yet-married ladies: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/06/opinion/06dowd.html?em&ex=1215576000&en=d4478a87ff0f0caa&ei=5087%0A.

I always find these articles helpful because I want to know if I'm on the right track...and so far I am. (I hope I didn't scare someone *ahem*) Not to mention, I think men would benefit from this article because it will give y'all something to shoot for... but hey, let's remember that men can't possibly be as flawless as us ladies. Y'all just ain't built that way. muahahaha

TGIF minus 1,
P

***EDIT*** I forgot to mention--how freakin' cool that Jessica Alba's newborn, Honor, was born on my birthday!!! Also, how freakin' hot is it that Cash Warren graduated from Yale! J.Alba got da whole package. Shucks.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

King Ludwig syndrome

I was in awe that there was such a syndrome when I read this article in the Monday NY Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/07/nyregion/07therapists.html?em&ex=1215748800&en=283e9fbd4570652d&ei=5070. I guess being rich isn't that glamorous after all.

Everything in moderation, people!

Except for Marc Jacobs purses & wallets, that is. :P

P

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Now a 7-year old girl!













Happy 1st Birthday, Cookie-Bear!


It's Cookie's first birthday and what better way to celebrate by blogging about it! Too bad for lil' Wookie that she was one year shy of her "golden" birthday due to the fact that 1 dog year is equivalent to approximately 7 human years... so I suppose she'll never get that opportunity like the rest of us androids. I can remember 20 years ago (ohmigosh! Did I just say, "Twenty years ago"???!!!) I celebrated my golden birthday at the tender age of 7 in Karlsruhe, Germany. I distinctly remember feeling oh-so-damn-special since my Mommy baked cupcakes for my class on my birthday...oh, the nostalgia of feeling that age again, yet TWENTY YEARS AGO!

I feel old, folks. My saving grace: Luckily, I still get the compliments that I look younger.

Enough about me- here's to our little Wookster that brings joy and laughter to every person she meets. I will forever be grateful for her infectious smile that lifts me out of my most horrible days, her barking in the morning that wakes me up in addition to my alarm clock (which both never stop "ringing"), her uncanny sense of smell sniffing out the villains in the neighborhood and the chicken bones she digs out of the garbage and hides in the deep recesses of the couch and bedsheets, and her clinginess and loyalty towards me because I get tired of being the clingy one all of the time. Just like relationships, you can't go looking for an animal friend, they just come into your life...and ultimately serve the purpose of self-learning. Wookie has taught me so much about life and may she continue to help me learn about the world through her own adorable, beady black eyes.

Sorry for the perverted mushiness, people- I'm sure all of you that know me know that I will go to jail for this dawg! hahahahaha!

Monday, July 7, 2008

stop this train

Sorry to bring up John Mayer yet again, but I was listening to one of my most favorite tunes from him on my commute to work- it's called "Stop This Train". I'm probably an over-emotional person, but every time I listen to this song, I get a knot in my throat. I've probably listened to the lyrics more than enough to build up a tougher exterior so I'm a bit more desensitized...so I don't get all teary-eyed. See, that's why I undeniably love John Mayer (read his blog!)- he speaks the truth about life's nooks and crannies and gives it to you raw:



No, I'm not colorblind

I know the world is black and white

Try to keep an open mind

But I just can't sleep on this tonight



Stop this train

I wanna get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't

But honestly, won't someone stop this train?



Don't know how else to say it

Don't want to see my parents go

One generation's length away

From fighting life out on my own



Stop this train

I wanna get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't

But honestly, won't someone stop this train?



So scared of getting older

I'm only good at being young

So I play the numbers game

To find a way to say that life has just begun



Had a talk with my old man

Said "help me understand"

He said "turn sixty-eight

You renegotiate"



"Don't stop this train

Don't for a minute change the place you're in

And don't think I couldn't ever understand

I tried my hand

John, honestly we'll never stop this train"



Once in awhile, when it's good

It'll feel like it should

And they're all still around

And you're still safe and sound

And you don't miss a thing

Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark

Singing



Stop this train

I wanna get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can

Cause now I see I'll never stop this train



My little dog, the infamous "Cookie", is turning 1 tomorrow (stay tuned for an entire blog dedicated to her life thus far! haha) and she's just living proof that life is finite. Dogs have shorter lifespans than humans and even more, their lives are quantitated by a factor of 7 for each year they live. One of these days, I'll have to bid her farewell because she will have lived an entire life- hopefully consisting all of 12-15 years, if not more (in human years, that calculates between 85-105 years old!!!).



My dad always tells me to live your life the best you can because in his words, "One day you'll wake up and be 53". I don't mean to be cliche, but really, life is short, so do all you can now because there will be time to rest later.

P

Sunday, July 6, 2008

unprecedented mental tuffness

The first man to win the French Open and Wimbledon in the same year since 1980. CONGRATS, RAFA!!! The heart of a champion- grit, determination, and mental toughness. I'm sorry, Roger; you're still the best in the world to me. This will be a day I will never forget- I was woken up at 7: 30 am PST to watch this match (1 set into the match) and 6 hours later, we have a new Gentleman's single Wimbledon champ! See you at the U.S. Open!

Age Ain't Nothin' But a Number


Dara Torres is living testimony that age shouldn't hold us back from our dreams. You go, Dara!

P.S. Where is she getting the money to hire: two physical therapists; two masseurs; a strength coach; a nanny; a sprinting coach; a head coach AND she special-orders food from an organic company in Tampa!
P.P.S. Can I please, please look like Dara Torres when I'm 40+???!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, July 4, 2008

"Lats Federer"





Am I trippin' or does Lats look like Roger Federer? I am watching Wimbledon right now and I kept commenting on how hot Roger is...when I suddenly realized that Roger and Lats bear a strong resemblance. Note the jawline and the way their noses kinda snub at the end- more like a downwards snub though- as well as the similarity in their brow ridges.




Or do I just need a stronger eye prescription?





Thursday, July 3, 2008

stage fright

So I hunkered down and bought the new John Mayer "Live in Los Angeles" cd at Target today. Mind you, this is the second day in a row that I visited Target just to deliberate over and mentally beat myself up on whether I should make this purchase (for those of you that don't know me, I have continual bouts of indecisiveness and buyer's remorse). I finally bit the bullet and bought the damn cd.

Truth be told, the cd/DVD (Target's special is a double cd accompanied by a full concert DVD) is FABULOUS!!! I'm so happy I went back today to buy it...and luckily, I don't have buyer's remorse right now.

So in the DVD, John Mayer intertwines a documentary in with the concert performance and I found out this fool drives a Mercedes-Benz (not sure what kind of class though) and has a freaking Yorkie! I am exclaiming because I guess I never would have imagined him driving something as frou-frouish as a Benz or befriending a pet Yorkie (a man with a Yorkie just ain't right...it's something for the ladies). You know what- never mind, I guess I should not have expected anything less because John does strike me as a sensitive introvert, so I suppose it's okay. Alright, John, you can be that metrosexual.

As I'm watching this concert DVD, I'm truly inspired to bust out my acoustic guitar, which is what I did when I got home from Target. I was sorta mentally preparing myself for the concert DVD- you know, making sure I still have my guitar riffs down (my riffs only consist of a lines since I'm still quite a novice). It was nice to pick up the ol' Ibanez though since broham bought me a guitar strap so now I can walk around with mi guitarra...let's just say I got a bit too happy with the new addition because I frolicked down the hallway in an attempt to brag to my brother on how good this new strap looks, and I whacked the $hit outta' my guitar! Completely banged the bloody thing on the wall. Okay, I have a depth-perception problem. Long story short- the guitar is okay.

I'm slowly but surely getting over my stage fright though. Last week, my coworker brought in one of his traveling guitars (he has an arsenal of guitars!) and my boss made me bust out some tunes as soon as I came into work. I instantly had an audience of about three guys-one of which is almost a professional musician. Gulp. I would normally back down and find some sort of exit excuse. Not this time. I picked up that baby and started strumming chords and managed to squeak by a few verses of "More Than Words" (Lats knows I still am a bit choppy on this tune...haha). Anyway, my point is that I am going to make more of a conscientious effort to practice my guitar- especially now that I have an inspirational JM DVD- and perhaps put on a show in my boss' office. After all, you don't become a better musician unless you can somewhat showcase your talent- and what better way to improve on a budding talent lest you be in the company of those that will judge you. Criticism is an effective motivator.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Smells like $hit.




While we're on the topic of overseas travel, I wanted to mention something about exotic fruits. Has anyone ever tried durian? I went to the Vietnamese restaurant today for something safe like grilled pork chops over rice (NOTE:I need to be accompanied by a Viet when going to try something new) and an avocado boba when I scrolled down the menu and my eyes lingered over "Durian Boba"...




I heard rumors that this particular fruit really does smell like shit. Obviously it must because why would certain Asian countries ban this opprobrious item? With its thorny outer skeleton and tough cuticle, one would think it came out of a Super Mario Bros. game- so why would someone eat that shit??? I went to Seafood City this past weekend with my mom and strolled by the aisle freezers and saw this intriguing fruit and asked her what the big whoop was...well, she said it tasted really good even if it smells like shit. Like, umm, WTF?! Anyhoo, one of these days, I'm going to take the hit and buy either a shake or the entire fruit itself.




Here are some important tidbits to note about this peculiarity:



*Green to brown, pendulous, round to oblong; covered with sharp thorns
*Capsule, which splits into five parts when ripe
*Each segment contains brown seeds covered with creamy, yellow pulp
*1991: Malaysia: production: 180,715 MT; export: 34,904




The durian "dilemna"



On one hand ...
"Durian (--n.) : The fruit of the DURIAN, having a hard, prickly rind and soft pulp with an offensive odor"
"Some people would rather die than to smell the STINK of a durian."
"Like eating custard in a sewer."
"Overripe cheese, rotting fish,..."
The smell from hell, the taste from heaven."

On the other hand!!
"Give me durian or give me death."
"... the pale yellow flesh had an appealingly creamy, custardlike texture and a very sweet taste."
"Durian, the infamous tropical fruit, banned in hotels and public transportation because of its foul odor, but craved by many who have become accustomed to it. "




NUTRITION FACTS
Component
Per 100 g
Energy
153 cal
Moisture
64 g
Protein
2.6 g
Fat
3.4 g
Carbohydrates
27.9
Beta-carotene
140.0 mg
Vitamin B1
0.1 mg
Vitamin B2
0.13 mg
Vitamin C
23.2 mg


This is gross folks, but maybe the more appropriate thing to do is eat durian while taking a shit. You get the picture.



Happy Eating!
P

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Kibbutz Vacation






I was watching the Discovery channel last week and I saw the most bizarre thing on the show- the host was hovered over a dead camel searching for the intestines so he could retrieve the water reserve. He found the section of the-might I add- HUMONGUS intestines, slit it open and out came the coveted "water", which was slurped up just way too ambitiously. How fkn gross is that?! (However, it's comforting to know what to do in a jiffy in case I'm stuck in the middle of a desert and am thirsty as hell.)


This dundee fellow proceeded to clean out the insides of the camel (the rest of the gut lumen, intestines, etc.) and since nightfall was approaching, he said he was going to use the camel's skeletal framework as a temporary hut and even skinned the pelt off of the camel and was using it as a blanket to cover himself to safeguard against the night-preying coyotes!


Which brings me to the topic at hand: Israel, which is included in the Mediterranean trifecta of Jordan, Syria, and itself, has an abundance of camels that you can go ride and kill when nightfall approaches (use it for your source of food and shelter; it's cheaper)...but if you want a less humble abode, you can actually vacation on a Kibbutz and either exchange your physical labor for lodging or stay in a hotel for only a few shekels. Even more, one may even get to score a view of the Sea of Galilee outside your window.


After reading on the history of Kibbutzim, I sorta contemplated the idea of being daring and actually vacation there. You know, immerse myself in some culture and they say that the Kibbutz hotels have contributed to a surge of capitalism in Israel (mind you, Kibbutzim only makes up a negligible percentage of Israel ~2 %!!!!)...and that they even have strayed away from the antiquated eco approach to the living arrangements and adopted plasma screen TV's, spas, massage parlors, etc. I mean, seriously people, what a vacation spot...peace, calm, serenity... HOWEVER, per Wikipedia (safe source, right? haha):



"Israel is quite safe for tourists. There is a risk of violence between Israeli Forces and Palestinian Fighters in the west bank and gaza at any time; additionally, there is a slight risk of further military action between Israel and other countries. Currently the situation makes travel safe. Use prudence if you plan to travel to the Palestinian territories. "


Ummm, yeahhh...maybe NOT.

Late,

P