Monthly Archive for October, 2007

“Trick-or-Treat Goodies (our way)” – Fourth time around

It’s almost 6pm, I’m late for class, I’m going to be stuck in traffic, and I haven’t seen a single Halloween costume all day (been stuck at my desk).

Aside from my Grandma being in the hospital, I’m just not in a Halloween-y mode.

But it’s becoming a Halloween tradition on my blog to recycle this Halloween story. To anyone who has already read it, I hope you’ll read it again. To any first timers, I hope you enjoy.

Happy Halloween.

Joz at the pumpkin patch in 1984.  I like how my eyes are closed in this shot.  (How did 20 years go by so quickly?!)When we were kids, we learned about a lot of American traditions for the first time on television or in school. Since our parents came to the United States only a couple of years before I was born, they learned about American holidays pretty much at the same time my brother and I did.

Halloween was something fun and exciting because my Mom understood the concept of “dress up” and although she claimed that she didn’t know how to sew, she always came up with costumes for us for Halloween so we could go trick-or-treating and come home with a bag full of candy that we were later not allowed to eat, since it would “rot our teeth out of our mouths.”

Since we weren’t allowed to eat the candy we got from trick-or-treating, often the strategy was to send us out early & to give away the candy that we had received earlier in the evening. We didn’t mind; that was just the way we did things.

As we got old enough to go to school (and have neighbor kids in the same classes with us), we began to become concerned about what candy was being given away at our front door. One year, my Mom informed us that our cousins were planning to come to our neighborhood so we could all go trick-or-treating together. Although this was exciting, it also meant that Mom would actually have to prepare treats in advance for my Dad to pass out while we were out.

I still remember how horrifying it was when Mom returned from the supermarket, proudly announcing that she had purchased “the BEST trick-or-treat goodies” for the neighborhood kids.

My Bro and I excited went through the grocery bags but we didn’t find any Smarties, M&Ms, candy corn, or little Snickers bars.

“What? Where? Mom?”
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I interrupt this depressing blog with a bit of happy news…

Congrats to my Bro for getting a kick ass promotion and raise!

Whoo hoo!

I’m so proud of him!

Visited Grandma today

Tonight, my Uncle Peter called a family meeting at Grandma’s place to discuss the situation.

As you can imagine, this was not a fun family meeting.

After the meeting, my Mom, Bro and I went to the hospital to visit. Grandma’s condition was not better than it was the last time I visited. She is still in CCU.

Thanks for keeping her in your thoughts.

Yesterday sucked (mostly)

I had been planning to visit Grandma in the hospital yesterday for a few hours, get back home and do a crapload of homework.

That’s not how my day went.

After lunch, my Mom and I met up with Grandma at the hospital. While we were there, Grandma was pretty much just sleeping, so we decided to leave for a couple of hours and take care of a few things at Grandma’s house. As we left the hospital, we saw Uncle Peter heading in to visit Grandma; we said hi and let him know where we were going.

About an hour later, we were sitting at Grandma’s and Uncle Peter called: Grandma’s blood pressure dropped suddenly and they took her to CCU.

When I went over a little while later, I saw my Uncle standing outside of CCU looking very worried. The doctor was examining Grandma and Uncle had to wait outside. We made small talk for a while and then the doctor came out to talk to us. I don’t want to go into details, but it wasn’t good news. I called my Mom and asked her to hurry over (she was supposed to be right behind me). The time before my Mom showed up was an eternity. Uncle and I talked over some very unpleasant topics; ones we hadn’t wanted to discuss in the past.

When my Mom finally arrived, we visited Grandma for a bit (still sleeping, but now in CCU, everything being monitored). Then we went down to the cafeteria to have a small family meeting. (Sigh.)

Funny enough, while we were sitting there, this lady walked by and recognized my Mom. An old family friend who was there to visit her own mother. This halted our family meeting.

After my Mom and her friend caught up for a bit, I realized I was hungry. Mom and I went out to grab a quick bit to eat from My Way Deli and then went grocery shopping afterward. Over dinner, we talked a bit about my Dad and all the stuff that has happened over the last couple of years. We both got really sad talking about it all, but I was glad to be able to talk to her. I missed her so much while she was in Taiwan so it was like we were finally catching up from a year ago.

It’s hard to say how my Grandma is doing, but the latest news is that she continues to be in CCU. Please send good thoughts. Thanks.

Random Rant: Karaoke ≠ Carry-okie

How the heck did karaoke (ka-ra-oh-kaykeh) get pronounced carry-okie? Or is it carrie-okie?

I can understand if one or two people just screwed it up, but how did the wrong pronunciation gain popular acceptance?

I used to correct people — or rather help people how to say a word they are struggling with. But at some point I stopped trying.

I can kind of understand the “okie” part, but as for the “carry?” No way, no how, nuh uh.

What other mispronunciations really annoy you?

Sleep is my (long lost) friend.


Left the office around midnight.

Have so much to do.

But the lack of sleep is catching up to me.

Need some Zzzzzzzzz’s in a big way.

i am king. i rule the world.

ok, so not really. but i think i did manage to fix joz’s computer. it seems to be running just fine now, although i’m no techie and have no idea what the hell i’m talking about.
theory #1: the fan attached to the power supply was overheating, causing the computer to shut itself down. that myth is busted. there appear to be 2 fans on the power supply, both work when the computer is powered up.

theory #2: the dust bunnies inside the case are multiplying at a rate faster than they are being destroyed, thereby causing clogging in the vents. while this myth is plausible, after pulling off the cover and carefully examining the insides, it was concluded that this computer may be dusty, but that’s not overly detrimental to the computer’s performance.

HOWEVER, taking off the cover did cause two metal strips with little hooks on the ends to fall to the bottom of the case and another fan to fall from whatever position it was in previously. that fan was now resting on the board for the monitor, causing an alarming bend in said board. removal of power supply and sliding around of drives called for in order to have a look at origin of dropped fan.

turns out that the fan is somehow attached to motherboard (??!?!–the giant green thing that runs on vertically on the side of the case. that’s the motherboard, right?) using those two metal strips. reattach fan to motherboard using strips to hold it in place, power up computer and voilà,the rally monkey returns!

so joz’s theory (for those of you keeping track, that’s theory #3) that the motherboard was fried was kind of true. and there could still be a serious issue with the computer, but for now it seems to be up and running…



I’m going to bed almost a whole hour earlier than I did yesterday!

Long day at work + long evening at school = TIRING WEDNESDAY

I came home and ate some late night pizza (thanks, Yoshi!) and watched TV for an hour and played the Wii for a bit to relax before delving into editing the 15 page team paper due on Friday.

Now I’m going to stop blogging and get some much-needed shut-eye.

Nighty night!


Up all night.

Just only made a tiny dent in the homework and assignments I have due this week.

This does not bode well for me for the rest of the week.

Randomness: Last week when Yoshi and I had dinner with DM at Palms Thai (as usual), we looked over and saw Evie from Out of This World (Maureen Flannigan) sitting at the next table. I didn’t recognize her right away, but I did say, “Where do I know her from?” Scary how Yoshi was the one who recognized her.

Anyway, we then had a discussion about Evie’s alien time-stopping power and what we would do if we had that power. I said I would stop time and sleep. Does that surprise you?

What a day.

This morning started with my Mom calling me to tell me that Grandma is in the hospital. When we had visited last, she had a touch of a fever, but I guess overnight her fever got worse and they decided to take her to the hospital. Please send good thoughts.

I was going online to send a few email messages, but then my computer got hot again and it wouldn’t turn on again.

Despite all this, I’m grateful that my family is safe and not in harm’s way of all the wildfires that are eating up the Southland. My heart goes out to the people who lost their homes or even lives. I do have to complain that I am having a hard time breathing the ashy air and that my allergies and asthma (I rarely have asthma problems these days) are acting up, but if that is my biggest complaint, then I really don’t have all that much to complain about.

School is taking up all my time outside of work. The good news is that all the time I spent preparing for my Information Systems midterm paid off… after the curve, I got a 99%! Whoo hoo! (That means someone else got 100%, so I didn’t get the highest grade in the class. Oh wellz.) I have a paper due on Friday at noon, so I’ve got to work on that intensely this week. I have a lot of things that I’m supposed to be making progress on, I don’t think I’ll have a lot of time to blog for a while.

More importantly, I don’t have a lot of time to spend with my family these days, and I really want to. I barely see Yoshi, especially during the first half of the week and my weekends are booked with school stuff. Now with Grandma in the hospital, so I’ve got to figure out when I can get over there to visit more often.

Anyway, I miss talking to all my friends so if you have a moment, send me a message. I’m sorry I’ve been so bad at keeping in touch, but I really want to know what everyone is up to. Hope to hear from you soon.

Not cool. (Literally.)

My desktop computer just decided to shut itself off suddenly. Seriously, not cool.

I happened to be on the phone with EB at the time, and he suspected that the fan might not be working properly and that my computer got too hot and it shut itself down.

I turned on an external fan and let it cool down and my computer did indeed boot up after that.

Now I’m afraid to turn it back on, so I’m sitting at Yoshi’s desk, debating if I should turn my laptop on and do homework. Or if I should just myself in and get some shut eye myself…

Decisions… decisions…

I’d like to give a shout out to my old friend Insomnia…

Hi, Insomnia!

Weren’t you around not too long ago?

I know you get bored and all, but I kind of need my sleep.

Just so you know, it’s no kind of fun for you to visit me in the middle of the night on a Saturday night. If I’d known you were going to come around, I’d have made plans to stay out all night.

Instead, I’ve just been putzing around since 1am hoping you’d leave me alone for the night. It’s 4am and I’ve got to work in the morning.

Come by when I’ve got a project to stay up for; or maybe a final to study for.

You’re not welcome when I’ve got to work on Sunday, k?

Thanks, buh bye.

One of those weeks…

I don’t know why anyone ever bothers to ask me what my plans for the weekend are. For a little while longer the answer will probably be:

-Some combination of the above

Unfortunately, the answer will probably usually be one of the first three, but in reality, “family” is the most important one. For the time being, I just have to get through school and all the corresponding reading, research, and team meetings involved in finishing my MBA.

This past week has been a busy one. Work has been crazy busy, school is starting to really pile on as we start heading in towards projects, reports, and presentations being due. I also decided I was going to try and enjoy myself a little bit more. I’ve been cutting myself off from social events because it takes away from my study time. However, I miss spending time with my friends and sometimes I don’t know what’s going on with them.

This was a busy week because after work every day, I had something going on:

Monday night: IS class
Tuesday night: LA Geek Dinner
Wednesday night: Marketing Consulting class
Thursday night: Dinner and ice cream with Yoshi and DM
Friday night: Late lunch with EB; drive to IKEA Carson (far!); dinner in Torrance with Yoshi and a group of folk related to Yoshi

The only thing that sucks about going out like this is that I still have work and reading to do after I get home… and sometimes it doesn’t get done a timely manner.

I was so tired after my adventures last night, I basically didn’t wake up in time to get to school in Encino so I could meet with my group for an “Integration” class that I’m in. Luckily, I was only 15 minutes late, but I still felt bad.

I can’t wait to be done with school, but the sooner I get to graduation, the more I realize I need to do something about my job/career. What I’m doing is fine for the time being, but what better time to restart my efforts in moving on in my career than when I’m wrapping up my MBA program? I’ve been thinking a lot about what I wanted to get out of this program and if there’s anything I should try to take advantage of while I’m still here. I’m not sure what I’ve come up with, but I do know that there is quite a bit of soul-searching going on these days. Wish me luck.

I’m sorry for posting about poop.

I really should have some sort of disclaimer or warning for my blog, but I guess if you’ve been reading my blog long enough, you should know that pretty much anything could show up on my blog.

At least I didn’t post pictures.

Shootin’ the sh!t…

Gross: Bathroom at work smells like poop
Grosser: Poop in toilet; unflushed
Gross out: There is no toilet paper in the bowl. Just the poop. OMG! Someone left without wiping!

How much of a rush are you in if you don’t have the time the wipe and flush?

How much you want to bet she didn’t wash her hands after that, either? (Although if she didn’t wipe, maybe she figured she didn’t need to wash.)


I think I’m going to hurl.

UPDATE: For the record, there was toilet paper in the stall. There was no used toilet paper in the wastebasket.

“What is a precipice? Does it mean ‘a ledge?'”

Asked my friend, EB, who was calling from a trip in the NorthEast.

I looked it up to give him the official definition.

precipice \PRES-uh-pis\, noun:
1. A very steep, perpendicular, or overhanging place; a cliff.
2. The brink of a hazardous situation.

“Um. Why do you ask?” I wondered aloud.

EB: “I wish we’d known the definition of that word before we just nearly killed ourselves.”


Rear-ended by a guy with no drivers license, no insurance

I figure it was bound to happen, but it still sucks. I’m wondering if I did the right thing… let me know what you think…

I was going southbound on Vermont (south of Beverly) and was stopped in the left lane (for a light) when the car behind me didn’t stop in time and hit the car I was driving. I didn’t see it coming and my head flew forward and then came directly back before the headrest stopped it from flying back further. I had an instant headache and my neck felt like it had been wrenched. But I could tell I hadn’t been hit hard enough for major damage.

I immediately put my car into park, turned on the hazards, and stepped out of my car.

Behind me was a small blue Nissan with a Latino man in the driver’s side, a woman (I assume his wife) in the passenger seat, and a baby in the back seat. It looked like the guy was hoping I either hadn’t noticed or was going to drive away because he looked disappointed that I got out of the car. The expression was kind of like, “Oh damn, she’s not driving away…”
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Too busy to blog.

(This is being written on Sunday, 10/14/2007. But I’m going to pretend like I wrote it on Friday, 10/12, when it was intended to be written.)

This morning, I was on my way out the door to work when my brother texted me.


Fuck. Mom just called me. Said someone hit her car when she was exiting [street name of offramp off the 10 freeway]. I don’t know anything else.

I immediately tried to call my Mom, but she wasn’t answering her phone. I knew where she was and that it was about 20 minutes away from where I was.

Mom called my Brother because he had the day off of work, but it would probably take him an hour to get to her. I was much closer.

So instead of driving to work, I got in the car and headed to where my Mom was. I called my boss and let him know that I wasn’t going to be in in the morning. I figured that Mom was OK because she was able to call Bro, but since I couldn’t talk to her, I was worried. I called my brother, who was already on the road, to let him know I was on my way and that I’d probably be there sooner.

I called Bro to see if he had anymore details, and he said that all he knew was that my Mom had called right after the accident had happened, because he said my Mom had called him and screamed, “Somebody crashed into my car!!!” in Mandarin and in the background, he could hear a lady screaming (at my Mom) “You’re crazy!!!” and my Mom yelling back at the lady in English, “No, YOU’RE CRAZY!!!” He said that she hung up right after that and he texted me right away.

While I was driving, my Mom finally called me. I asked if she was OK and she said she had a headache, and that the other driver had hit her car pretty hard. A police officer was there making a report.

The long and the short of it is that Mom is (thankfully) ok, but we had quite a scare.

My Mom said the other driver had hit her car, then immediately gotten out of the car and started yelling at her. That’s why my Mom refused to get out of the car until the cops showed up. (Smart lady.) She said that the other driver was really mean and kept screaming, so my Mom called the insurance company from her car, and they said, “Call 911.”

The car is damaged and will need repair, so I already filed a claim to our own insurance since the police who took the report wouldn’t let my Mom get the information from the other driver and said, “Everything was in the police report.”

Sigh. What a pain. But luckily, and most importantly, Mom is OK.

Our presentation went well

We had to present our mid-point presentation to our E2B “client” tonight.

By the luck of the draw, we went up last, which meant we were waiting around and psyching ourselves out for like 2 hours while the other groups presented.

In the end, our presentation went a lot smoother than any of our dry runs… thank goodness for that. We all were wrecks beforehand. I wasn’t even nervous but since my teammates were freaking out, I started to wonder why I wasn’t panicking. And so I panicked. But just during our practice sessions. We were all totally fine when it was “showtime.”

Anyway, we made it out in one piece with a lot of good feedback. Yay for that!

The coolest part of the night was that we were given a specific assignment from “the client” to focus on for our final project. We were shown super-secret footage of some of the upcoming tent pole movie releases, but I’m totally paranoid about getting in trouble for blogging about anything that I’m not going to link to the (public) information about our particular film.

But I can say I’m totally excited about the project and the film. And that you probably haven’t heard of this film yet… but you will…

Running around…

Rough timeline:

-9am: At campus in Encino for a group meeting to finalize a Powerpoint for Wednesday

-2pm: To Malibu for a “mixer” event where I met people from various schools at Pepperdine, especially the folks in the Law School. Props to the lovely couple (Professors Bernie & Connie James) for opening up their lovely home to us.

-4pm: Left Malibu to drive back home. Stuck in crazy massive traffic. And scary enough, it is supposedly normal on Saturdays.

-5:30pm: Picked up Yoshi

6pm-ish: Met up with Bro at Grandma’s house

6:30pm: Mom shows up; do random paperwork, etc

7ish: Waiting

8ish: Pass the point of hunger; we all leave to find a place to have dinner. We find the Ko Hyang Tofu House. We order everything because we are all starving

8:30pm: Food shows up. Woah, we ordered a lot. We eat slowly

10pm: Leave the restaurant; Bro takes all the leftovers

10:30pm: Get home. Tired. Start laundry. Start packing. (We’re heading to Vegas tomorrow.)

Vegas trip = Not a vacation

Vegas wipes me out.


Just sucks the energy from me.


Tax Time!

Yeah, I’m a little late doing my taxes.

I filed my extension and everything; had to be done. I couldn’t deal with it in April.

I stayed up all night doing the prep work so I could send everything off to my tax preparers.

Surprisingly, I did everything in 5 hours or so. I cleaned off my desk (well part of it) while I was being all productive with non-school stuff.

Of course, it meant that I went to sleep at 7am.

No wonder I was so tired all day.

Had an appt in Alhambra at 6:30, so I dragged Yoshi along. We had dinner at JR Cafe and I ran into a client from the auction house there.

Small world.

Actual email received today…

… from a car detailing vendor that I used to use.

My edits are in italics, but the emphasis (no change) is in bold.

Dear xxxxx,



PO BOX xxxxx


I saw that they changed it later, but OMG.

I could not stop laughing about it.

I guess it’s a good thing that these people are detailing your car. I mean, if they’re incontinent and driving your car at all, at least you know they’ll clean up after themselves.

The comments are much more entertaining than the actual content of my blog.

I strongly feel that this is true, especially because is the ultimate boring blog lately.

I submit for your consideration the following comment received today to an article written almost a year ago.

Original post from 10/18/2006: Proof that dogs are better than cats.

The comment:

Weiyin Says:
October 3rd, 2007 at 6:47 am


For the record, I do not condone the eating of cats.

But you have to admit, a crazy comment like that on a post from a year ago is totally random and funny.

Especially since we all know that with a name like “Weiyin,” he/she really should really want to eat dogs.


PS – If anyone out there is taking any of this seriously at all, please get a sense of humor.

Yay for the 7307 Takei Asteroid!

George TakeiGeorge Takei has had an asteroid named after him!

“I am now a heavenly body,” Takei said Tuesday, laughing. “I found out about it yesterday. … I was blown away. It came out of the clear, blue sky — just like an asteroid.”

You can look it up on the NASA asteroid database browser:

Rock on, Takei!

Photo: AP Photo
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