Monday, March 16, 2009

Solvang Weekend - Day 2 - Solvang Century and Half Century



Jason and Mike started their 100 mile ride around 6am. Meanwhile, Meespace and I grabbed a couple more hours of sleep for our ride at 9:30a.

At about 53 degrees, the bike ride was pretty cold. We biked 50 miles through the very scenic hillsides of the Santa Ynez Valley.

Meespace and I eventually break off due to our different paces. While riding, I manage to probably feel every emotion I can feel as you're left with only your thoughts for hours. At our rest stop 25 miles in, I probably enjoyed the best pb&j of my life. (Later, I found out that Meespace actually trucked on through without stopping. wow!)

2 flat tires and a fallen chain later, I'm back on track and go on to finish.

My stats: 50 miles, 1800 ft of climbing, avg speed: 16.1 mph, completed in 3 hrs 20 mins.
Mike's stats: 100 miles, 5000 ft of climbing, avg speed: 19.1 mph, completed in 5 hrs 15 mins

After the ride, I happily and guilt-free purchased a butter cookie tub from the Solvang Bakery

Solvang Weekend - Day 1 - Circle Bar B



A narrow single-lane road winding through the Refugio State park brought us to our accommodations for the weekend, the Circle Bar B Ranch in Goleta, CA, aka the middle of nowhere. A perfect way to get away.

We got there just in time to prep bikes for our ride the next day and eat at the family style dinner. At dinner, we ate all of the surprisingly good food with the other guests staying at the ranch who were a mix of horseback riders and weekend excursionists. None of whom knew about the bike ride we were going to do, but were all very excited for us. We wandered around the ranch and noticed all of the taxidermy animals decorating the lobby.

Afterwards, Mike and I played hours of ping pong. There's no tv, radio or cell service here, so we were left with the game room and some books for entertainment, but we liked it that way.

Jason and Meespace arrived later at night. We laid out all of our lycra bikewear, our water, and our snacks for the ride, so we could ride out in the morning.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Who Is You? #16

Wow you really messed up this time.


You = Bernie Madoff

Monday, March 9, 2009

Movie Review: I'm A Cyborg But That's OK



I'm A Cyborg But That's OK, 2006
dir. Chan-wook Park
Romantic Comedy, 105 min
South Korea

This movie was oddly intriguing. After all, we all find some pleasure in crazy people finding love. It's a love story between a woman, Young-goon, who believes she is a Terminator-like cyborg set to destroy and a hyper-paranoid mental patient, Il-sun, who believes he will shrink into a dot if he doesn't brush his teeth constantly. We watch their love grow as Il-sun becomes determined to help Young-goon eat again. (She believes that the food will destroy her cyborg insides)

The colorful color palette and very dramatic performances serve the "live-action-cartooniness" lovingly. They are playful and complement the cast of characters very well. The pacing needs some work and somehow doesn't share the same energy as the sets and clever cinematography. Overall, worth checking out, but I would hold off on watching a second time.

Grace and her Meat Lover's 27th Birthday dinner at Mastro's, Bev Hills



Grace loves steak so it was fitting that she choose a steakhouse for her 27th birthday celebration. This was quite a step up from her last birthday celebration which was not much more than Grace in pajamas and a bucket of chicken. I was surprised that Grace even wore a dress for this beef party.

We wined and dined over gigantic pieces of beef, lobster mashed potatoes, gorgonzola mac and cheese. Grace and Ryan shared a 48 oz porterhouse while the rest of us enjoyed more modest cuts. Nevertheless, Mike's recent transition from vegan back to meateater put him in a biggest food coma of his life.

For dessert, Ryan arranged to have a candle put into a very inviting slice of triple chocolate cake. We were all ready to sing "Happy Birthday" when Grace decided to just blow out the candle and say "Oh too bad. No singing." Our slight disappointment disappeared quickly as we realized how good our desserts were. Oinky oinky.

As Grace puts it, "Good times"

Sunday, March 8, 2009

My Perpetual Struggle With Wanting

OK. While I admire those who can live with a single pair of multipurpose shoes (usually men), everyday I enjoy the privilege of choosing which pair of shoes to wear. More often than not, I choose my Toms or a vintage pair. Those are the practical and I don't feel so materialistic when I wear them. Here's the struggle: Despite the comfort, I still wish I could wear a pair of sky high Christian Louboutin's, or YSL's or whatever!

I love fashion. I like the glamour of it despite full knowledge that true glamour doesn't exist. The illusion of glamour, really. I appreciate the energy put into it, I suppose. How much thought is placed into every accessory and how much grace and swagger comes as a result really intrigues me. Something about the dazzle of it all. I wish I was graceful! Then I wish I had that Alexander McQueen dress, the Balenciaga whatever, and the Goyard luggage. Now, the dangerous temptation...

It really is hard to resist, but so delightful to imagine that so much imaginary glamour and good feelings could come from that one LAMB purse, the Chloe glasses and DVF dress or any other overpriced luxury item. Me wantee!

But this is my understanding. I fully know that these things won't bring me glamour or gracefulness for that matter. I'm no Victoria Beckham. Not to mention that my wallet is nowhere near as capable as Posh or the Olsens. I am aware that fashion is a fleeting artform that changes all the time. It is the art of wanting. And best when you can't have it, otherwise they're just clothes.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Ely Kim's Boombox


BOOMBOX from Ely Kim on Vimeo.

Boombox is a video collage of 100 songs, 100 places over the course of 100 days.
Ely is a friend of a friend. He is currently working on his MFA at Yale. This is what you make with an MFA at Yale. Enjoy.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Bikes and Art


On Saturday, Nathan, Pat, Mike and I trekked to the East Hollywood Art Cycle from Venice. A good 30 mile ride roundtrip.

We managed to take advantage of the great weather to ride. We took a pit stop at the Kaws exhibit (that I didn't get to see a couple weeks ago). There we looked entirely out of place among the sea of fashionable hip hop aficionados wearing sweaty clothes and bike wear.

Afterwards, we trekked through the glorious areas of the Crenshaw and South Central LA up to Koreatown.

At the artfest, we admired all the bikes fixed and roadie alike. Our first stop was Scoops, my favorite ice cream shop in LA. So many exotic and interesting flavors to choose from! I settled with chocolate almond and strawberry poppy seed.

Met up with Lorenzo and took a peek at the local artists' products and listened to some bands. We refueled at LA's coolest vegan spot, Pure Luck, where we didn't miss the meat.

Last stop was Orange 20, the LA capital for the fixed gear bicycle lover in you. They have everything! While the guys admired some pricey track frames, I managed to take a liking in a little sparkly red number with a banana seat like the one above.

The ride home was so nice. Peaceful streets dark enough to mask any filth and ugliness. The temperature was perfect. Ended up in Venice just in time to catch the Kogi BBQ truck for some late night tacos.

Filipino Noses?

Only 2 noses did not belong to Filipinos- #4 and #7.

Friday, February 27, 2009

What makes me Filipino? -- Noses

Here is a collection of noses from Lorenzo's portraits (www.knivesandpillows.com). I've been told before that Filipino people have distinct noses-- usually flat. The folklore goes that when the boat with all the noses arrived, the Filipinos were last to choose because of their short legs. Hmm. Can you tell which noses are Filipino?

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Solvang Century Bike Ride 2009



Due to my undying love of aebleskiver, cuckoo clocks, and near torturous recreational activities, I've signed up to ride the Solvang half century (50 miles) on my trusty road bike. Along with fellow bike geeks, Mike, Jason and Meespace, we shall all re-visit the quiet wine country and steep hill to cookie mountain all for what is considered "fun."

Monday, February 23, 2009

Related -- the Lowbrow Art Movement

Image by Jeff Soto

My illustrative pursuits might not be just my soul searching, but my soul becoming current. Apparently, Juxtapoz magazine founder, Robert Williams, has coined the term "Lowbrow Art" for the recent flow of street art and illustration that has come to cover gallery walls in most art meccas. This is our movement here in Los Angeles.

I like to think of this movement as more of an acceptance than a retreat. It's our culmination of pop culture and our subjective awareness that makes it art. Rothko, who's paintings are far more expensive than say Murakami's (a Lowbrow artist)paintings, would argue that this is not fine art. But I am constantly at odds with Mark Rothko because I don't feel that art should be defined, but rather embraced. This art is relative and speaks of the times we live in. It boldly attacks expecation and convention in one swoop.

The artwork that stems from graffiti, cartoons, comic books, and even logos are now being appreciated. Mostly inspired by music and beloved imagery from our youth, we begin to accept cute as an art. So much that people buy it and love it for the accessibility. This is what I'm contributing to now, but who knows what it will be in 5 years.

Dear Kaws (Brian Donnelly)



I stood outside the Honor Fraser Gallery on Saturday to see your work. But you know what? You forgot us. That's so disappointing because nearly a hundred of us stood there in the cold (under raindrops) just to see your work but no one told us we wouldn't get it. What gives, jerk!? I spent 30 minutes to park tucked away on a dark street near shady characters on their lawn just to get in that ridiculous line. It's OK, I'll have to go see your stuff when it's less convenient for your friends.

I really like the stuff you did with Kanye and Kate Moss. I especially love your poop on a stick (which I was anxiously awaiting to purchase). Plus I heard you seemed somewhat annoyed by fans who were asking you to sign their sketchbooks. Look, we're buying your art and are entirely inspired by you, you ingrate. Show an ounce of gratitude. Please.

Friday night with the Midnight Ridazz



After work I rushed over to downtown. I was so disappointed that I had to miss LA's Korean "taco" the town (that's right I went there!), the Kogi BBQ truck but was just in time to meet up with the gang for the "No Name" ride. We were handed spoke cards and a piece of paper with a list of turns. Then off we went pedaling through the streets of East LA. Dogs barking through chainlink fences, but nothing more really. The streets were calm with exception of our group of 60 or so riders shouting and laughing.

We came across some hills and anxiously watched as the brakeless bikes skidded down hills just precisely enough to near miss a run-in with oncoming cars. Our happy group (Eva, Lorenzo, Meespace and Jason) had such a fun time that we had unknowingly gone all the way to Commerce Casino, which is about 10 miles south of Los Angeles.

Upon our return to Los Angeles, Jason and Lorenzo and I craved some lower items in the food chain- Del Taco. At 3:30am, we went to USC where sat at ate surrounded by numerous drunken frat kids on their way home from Mardi Gras night. We had never felt so proud to be from UC Santa Cruz.

The Oscars from 2 blocks away



For Tinseltown, the Academy Awards are a huge event. We're the ones that keep tabs on which movies will win and have pretty on-the-mark predictions for the Oscars' outcomes, yet we STILL sit and watch and get so emotionally involved. (I mean, really, everyone KNEW Slumdog was going to win even if you didn't think it was worthy)

I live within 2 blocks of all this hoopla. My street was congested with locals who have lost their way among the newly posted detours. Helicopters all night! But while watching the broadcast, I couldn't believe how glamorous they made the Kodak theater seem. They hid the Sanrio store and unknown clothing shops so well that no one could tell that it was the most hideous building in Los Angeles .

But all in all I think it's great that our entire Hollywood community gets together annually to celebrate the year's achievements. It's an amazing event and collection of workers/artists whose purpose in life is to make something larger than life. Forget about their clothing and their gossip (like how awkward was it for Jennifer Aniston to present while Brangelina sat in the front row with their Best Actor/Actress nominations?), because all that dazzle will all be returned to normal anyway.

Congrats to everyone who won!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Puppy Screen Cleaner

http://www.raincitystory.com/flash/screenclean.swf

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Happy Belated Birthday Kristen




Oh my cousin, Kristen, and I truly are related. The same nerf dart dilemma happened for her ... except she used 2 automatic tommy dart guns and has a fondness for bat wings.


For Uncle Les and Auntie Risa

Exciting news: Woolly Mammoth Bones Found at La Brea Tarpits



Right next door to my office building, a complete woolly mammoth skeleton was found along with a large collection of well preserved fossils. The impact on the paleontology world is huge, but the immediate impact is that a lot of people will be crowding my regular lunch place at the museum. Will have to scout for other food. Darn. Anyway, I think it's great that some good came out of the La Brea Tar Pits...

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Colbert Report :: Who has the rights to that Obama picture?



An interesting debate over the ownership of an art piece between the Whitney and a Lawyer.

My Friends, the Modern Young Urban Professionals?

Now that my friends have taken the step from 25 to now, from student lifestyle to something more lasting, I have to admit we've become somewhat yuppy-ish. Now that we have our jobs and a modest amount of responsibility, we're considered makers and definitely consumers. We still manage to spread awareness and control dependency via the internet, but are we the new young urban professionals? Because the term has its stigma, and for the most part we pride ourselves in being artists and bohemian...

For instance, the closest guy buddies in my life all commute by bicycle. Historically, a bicycle was deemed somewhat a poor man's mode of transportation. After all it requires minimal maintenance and no fuel costs, which also lend to its hippy stereotypes. But the bikes that my friends have are not cheap bikes. They range in the $1000's in addition to all the equipment and fancy bike wear that is far from wallet-friendly.

My girlfriends (they know who they are) identify with overall hobo-dom with a dash of love from their creature comforts like designer labels. From designer denim to designer shoes, we embrace it all. The men buy their share of designer labels as well. Yes, we know what Mary Kate Olsen wears but also where to buy it.

Oh did I mention to you the kinds of health conscious mumbo jumbo we put consume? Mike and my frequent trips to Whole Foods to find other concoctions to promote a healthy living. Mike, a vegan, and I managed to purchase all the gluten-free, dairy free, organic goodness we could. So much to consider in order to make dinner!

So it's not so much that we are actually yuppies, but that we are a new breed of baby boho yuppies that like to look like hobos and care about the environment and enjoy recreational sports. We still enjoy the fruits of our labor like G-Star, Balenciaga, Iphones over cans of Tecate (a cheap beer). We have a certain consciousness and resourcefulness that the hippies and Reagan-era yupsters just didn't exercise but built a solid platform for us to build upwards.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy Valentines Day


with Jason and Lorenzo. Love makes you strong!

Friday, February 13, 2009

What? More stuff for Friday the 13th? :: Lauren Barcelon Solo Show @ Maniac Gallery



My old buddy, Lauren Barcelon, is opening her solo show "For Catatonic Eternity" at the Maniac Gallery in Oakland tonight. I've always enjoyed her artwork and can only expect great things from her in the future. For more info: Maniac Gallery

Here's a great write up on the show:

FOR CATATONIC ETERNITY: New Work by Lauren Barcelon

OPENING FRIDAY 2.13.09, 7-10 PM

MANIAC proudly presents the first solo exhibition of Los Angeles-based artist Lauren Barcelon, For Catatonic Eternity, a site-specific installation filling the gallery with soft-sculptures of over one-hundred diamond cut replicas. Working with geometrics, the sequencing of mental distortions and compulsions, Barcelon's decadently fantastical interpretation of material, modes and ideas behind the model of the multiple make For Catatonic Eternity a full-scale installation where details are repeated so meticulously, all suddenly become one, or conversely, each become imperfected by nature when viewed as a whole.

Crossing the threshold of performance and immersive sculptural installation, Barcelon's work is locked in with her performance (or act of creation), which has included hot-ironing plastic bags, hiding reality T.V. stars in ink-blot nature drawings, and researching diamond geometries for material replication. Barcelon, who has not exhibited in the Bay Area since leaving for Los Angeles in 2006, has typically worked with inorganic, human-made materials dualising formations found in nature to both a social and utilitarian suggestive.

In For Catatonic Eternity Barcelon creates a survey of still documentation and the aftermath of her own private expression pertaining to ideas of replication, multiplication and obsession, this time professing ever-specific patterns of crystal formations, and the geometrics of diamonds through bulk fabric found in Los Angeles' Fashion District. Along side Barcelon's new sculptures on view are C-Print documentation of her distinct process as captured in diorama model stills.

Barcelon has exhibited through out California including Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Oakland since receiving her BFA in Sculpture from University of California at Davis in 2003.

Other Friday the 13th News: Gavin Castleton's HOME



That's right ladies and gents. Gavin Castleton's long awaited HOME is now available on Itunes. Enjoy the zombie love!

For more info: Gavin Castleton Home Page

Happy Friday the 13th!


Well in case you're as superstitious as I am, and might have run across some bad luck, check out this website, F My Life, and comiserate with strangers over the internet.

By the way this is unfortunately very funny.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Parents and Children

Guess what, parents? According to NPR, it's the first time in 50 years that our generation, "the kids" aren't doing as well as you when you were our age. Financially anyway. So, really it doesn't matter if they're doctors or artists, we're all poor. ALL POOR! (Re-thinking those arguments about career choices now...)

But here's the good news! We're going to be visiting more often now! It will probably be wise to stock up on paper goods and assorted groceries in bulk because it would be helpful to get a few rolls of papertowels and some laundry detergent. We'll happily eat anything you make! Really! Food is good because what we have in our kitchen's is not food. It used to be food. Now, it is just moldy or a box of cereal. Oh boy a laundry machine! That'll be helpful! No need to keeping that box of quarters.

Thank you parents. It'll be over soon.

Monday, February 9, 2009

I Love Keith Haring!


Keith Haring Documentary from ovicone on Vimeo.

Who Is You? #15

Because of you, it's been very difficult to maintain productivity.





You = Rainbow and Headache. Tie.

Quicksilver Movie Trailer

This movie was entertaining.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Quotes from some of the men in the office...

On that magician, Chris Angel

"I don't know but he's definitely gay. He's definitely putting from the driving range."

"Bobbing for baby arms."


After an alcohol-related hospitalization,

"When I start drinking ... more frequently ... I would like to go have drinks with you and your lady friends."

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

PJ and the gun show



PJ encouraged me to draw and gave me a pencil. He is also the tallest animator I know (at 6'7") You can see some of his work on his website and on the cartoon, Invader Zim.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Neutra's Sten-Frenke Residence



For only $5.9 mil, you can have this as your wonderful home. More info here: 126 Maybery Road

Happy Groundhog Day!



So Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow again (the 98th out of 113 times in history) We're looking forward to more winter and more of this really strange American tradition. I don't think that groundhog sees much of anything.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

100s attend Global Warming Protest



Yeah yeah..ok so GAV CAZ sent that to me

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

So that photography thing . . .



Recently, photography has been quite the topic of discussion. From Lorenzo's portrait parties, to Ryan Rogers' photoshop wizardry to even ideas of supplementing our empty pockets by selling stock photos to istock.com, to so and so's "oh my god what the hell is she wearing?" picture on Facebook, photography has been in the air.

After all, it is quite an accessible art form. The actual motions simply involve pointing and shooting. However, there is something within a photographer that is unique though- their scaling gradients of observation. The eye to see the most extraordinary to the minute. Successful photographers have enough vision of an image to capture something that isn't materialized- like relationships, emotions, personalities and time.

In its ability to capture moments, photography has the ability to stop time. Is that photograph, then, a fetish, an object defined by its irrational reverence, obsessive devotion? As a viewer, we take part in this interaction in order to form ideas. In such an emotional exchange, then yes, photography is a fetish. After all it is something loved (emotionally engaging) for a moment or a lifetime.

Since we are a generation that has been characterized by internet social networks photos, I wonder that in this time in my mid-twenties, when we are striving for accomplishment and yet feeling like our opportunities are shrinking, why we're so obsessed with capturing these fleeting moments of glamour, fun and depth, when we ourselves are the bottomless all you can eat source of all of those things.

It just feels good.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Happy Birthday, Popsey!



It's my funny father's 52nd today! May the walls of my parents house rock with love and loud guitar! (My dad plays the guitar...just FYI)

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Sleeping Chinese People



At SleepingChinese.com , you get just that- a bunch of Chinese people sleeping in strange places. Enjoy!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Octo-Eva Straight Outta Downtown LA



Eva, the urban multi-tasker with an affinity for unusual hats.

And your fantastic narrator, Ryan Ebelt



Ryan's been a dear friend of mine here in Los Angeles. A modern day renaissance man who has become one of my wisest advisors. He is not only a talented writer but also a gifted painter. His gift storytelling is evident in both.

He has been writing a novel via his blog, Friends of Junior . Check it out!

For more of Ryan's wonderful work, check out his website

Someone's Dream Bed



From Apartment Therapy

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

From FailBlog.com - Diva Gina



Sadly, only in Los Angeles...

From Colorofchange.org

Dear friend,

On New Year's Eve, Oscar Grant was shot execution-style by a transit
police officer in Oakland, California. He was shot in the back while
face-down on a subway platform--unarmed and posing no threat.

Twelve days later--despite several videos showing exactly what
happened--the officer who killed Grant hasn't been arrested, charged,
or even questioned. He quit the force and has refused to speak. The
District Attorney has done nothing.

It's time to demand that California Attorney General Jerry Brown take
over the case and arrest Grant's killer, and to ask that the US
Department of Justice launch an independent investigation into the
conduct of local authorities. Please join me:

http://www.colorofchange.org/oscar/?id=2085-704439

Oscar Grant is the third man murdered by BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit)
police in the past 17 years. All three victims were Black and none
posed a serious threat. In each case, BART and county authorities have
failed to hold the officers accountable.

In the previous cases, BART's internal investigations concluded that
the officers felt threatened by the victims and were justified in
pulling the trigger. It's unbelievable given the circumstances of the
killings:

- In 1992, 19-year-old Jerrold Hall was shot in the back by a BART
officer as he tried to leave the parking lot of a station. The officer
was responding to reports of an armed robbery and said he suspected
that Hall and a friend were involved. The officer tried to detain the
two, Hall ran and then the officer shot him in the back and killed
him. Hall was unarmed, but the officer said he thought Hall was on his
way to get a gun and return for a showdown.

- In 2001, a mentally ill man named Bruce Seward was the next victim
of the rogue force. Seward, 42, was naked and had been sleeping on a
bench outside the BART station when an officer approached him. Seward
did grab the officer's nightstick at one point, but there were several
options for subduing him. Instead, the officer shot and killed him.

In addition to BART's internal investigation, Alameda County's
District Attorney is also investigating Oscar Grant's murder--but the
office's record on investigating police killings is horrible too. In
both cases just described, the District Attorney bought BART's
argument that the officers felt threatened. As a result, the cops were
cleared of any wrongdoing.

In the case of Grant's murder, the DA has already let 12 days pass
while doing essentially nothing--the officer who killed Grant is able
to travel and leave the state, and he's free to talk with other
officers and attempt to construct a story to justify his killing of
Oscar Grant.

The problem with Alameda County's DA goes beyond BART police murders.
In the past two years alone, there have been 11 fatal police shootings
in Oakland (not including that of Oscar Grant). When asked, the
officials at the District Attorney's office could not remember a
single case in the last 20 years where an on-duty cop had been charged
in a fatal shooting in Alameda County. It gives the clear appearance
that the District Attorney's office just doesn't have the will to
prosecute police crimes.

California's Attorney General needs to step in now and arrest Oscar
Grant's murderer. And the US Department of Justice should investigate
the failure of the authorities in Alameda County to act. It's the
first step towards justice. After that, we will push for systemic
changes to create public accountability for BART and other police
departments. Creating those structural changes will be a much longer
fight, but Oscar Grant's tragic death is a wake-up call that should
give us a real chance to help prevent this from happening again.

Please join me in demanding justice, and then ask your family and
friends to do the same:

http://www.colorofchange.org/oscar/?id=2085-704439

Thanks.

Marmol/Radzinger Desert Hot Springs Home



By local Los Angeles architectural firm, Marmol-Radziner . This home has suffered some severe price chops but still basks in all its desert glory.

See the listing here: Architecture For Sale

Camel Festival



Almost like the hearings on Capitol Hill, but fun!

George the Giant Lobster Is Free!



In happy news, George, the 140 lbs. Giant Lobster, was given freedom from his life in a tank at a NY seafood restaurant. Lobsters grow a pound every 7-10 years. So at 20 lbs, George probably has some great stories about the industrial revolution.

See more here: Huffington Post

Monday, January 12, 2009

Golden Globes 2009



30 Rock's Tracy Morgan Acceptance Speech

Congratulations to the casts and crews of 30 Rock and Slumdog Millionaire for their sweeping and deserving wins of the Golden Globes.

To the Screen Actors Guild,

Thank you for postponing your strike vote so that the Golden Globes could happen. Too bad your strike could possibly devastate this entire city over the non-potential that the internet will overtake television as our primary brainwasher within the next 3 years. Please vote wisely and take into consideration that the families of your crews may go through harsher times during your strike. And by the way you have taken up way too many parking spots in our building!

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Who Is You? #14

I want to make friends with someone with the same name as you so I can have a buddy to call "Seabass" as a nickname. Sounds so tough sort of.




You = Sebastian the Crab from the Little Mermaid.

Monday, January 5, 2009

International Spy Museum



Dear Secret Agents,

I'm planning a trip to your museum of espionage. Consider your phone shoe secrets foiled, my friends. I'm going to learn about the secret history of your secret history from people just like you at the International Spy Museum in Washington DC. OK, so who's coming with me?

Post Christmas Dilemma



So I got what I wanted: a Nerf gun. And now that the damage is done, I guess I'll go back to work.

I hope everyone is surviving their first day back at work. Happy Blue Monday!

Friday, January 2, 2009

2009



I hope every enjoys the new year and their opportunity to take on new goals. Like going to the dentist or avoiding dairy.

Monday, December 29, 2008

And a home video of my Christmas in the Bay Area ...



OK, so it's not an actual home video from Christmas, but actually the overture to Jesus Christ Superstar. Close enough.

Christmas in the Bay Area/Sacramento was lovely. It was cold enough to wear everything in my suitcase at once, but it was worth it.

While times are hard, my family decided to be a little more innovative with their gift giving. For instance, Auntie Beth stitched up some amazing stuffed dolls from old sweaters and blankets. Tita Mynna and Dawn treated the family to sushi. Auntie Des and Brice managed to challenge the entire family to a walk-off. My mother, though, probably wins the award for strangest presents given this Christmas.

Some of her notable gifts:
• "potato battery" for my Uncle Les - My uncle has a knack for gadgets and manages to have latest and coolest toys before anyone else. As a joke, his wife/my aunt suggested that what he needed was electricity. To which my mom responded confidently, "I can make that!" And packed a potato (on which I drew his face) and a couple copper wires creating a working potato battery.

• Polveron and Food For the Gods for Auntie Des and Auntie Risa - Favorite Filipino snacks packed to perfection by my dad.

• Doily for my Auntie Beth - My mother told my aunt, "For you, I'm going to make a doily!" Doubtful, yet nicely, my aunt replied "Really?". My mother actually made one.

• Beibi Brews Beer for Uncle Brice - When asked what he liked, Uncle Brice answered, "I like beer". So my mom said, "I can make that." And on Christmas, Uncle Brice unwrapped 3 bottles of Blue Moon re-labeled by my mother. The sharpie and masking tape labels read "Beibi Brews" (Beibi = her nickname) and taped them all over the bottle.

• "Super Titi" and Jello Shots for Uncle Monch - Who knew that there were Shrimp chip snacks called Super Titi? My mother apparently. She only bought these because "Titi" was in the name. To those who aren't familiar with Filipino slang, "titi" refers to a penis. Well to go further with this elaborate filthy joke present, her jello shots were made in her easter egg jello molds. So when anyone looked at the present, my mother helpfully reminded, "SEE, THEY'RE EGGS!" to make the ultimate phallic experience.

So afterwards we make hot chocolate and churros (from scratch-- we wouldn't have it any other way!) shaped like sperm and crucifixes (for Grandma). Played with Kristen's batwings, nerf guns and r/c tarantula (Yes, that was from us) Watched more Mamma Mia Sing A Long and Jesus Christ Superstar. (My father proudly reminds me that he was a priest in his high school production of the rock opera. This is evident in his memorization of EVERY LYRIC) Gotta love my family! (The only people reading this...)

Monday, December 22, 2008