Saturday, 25 October 2008

  • People Watching, Etc.

    I remember someone once told me that they enjoyed watching people. I don't remember who it was, but it was definitely someone from Ann Arbor. They told me that they would go on the top of that Oasis place on South U (There is a top upstairs place, right?) and just sit and watch the people walk by. I always thought that was weird. I mean, come on... people watching?

    I think I have developed a people watching thing now. I don't know why, but some part of me just wants to watch others. However, I think my people watching is focused in on individuals, rather than groups.

    Take today, for example. As I was driving back from PV and making a left turn onto PCH from PV Drive, I saw a man eating by himself inside Fatburger. He was sitting on a counter facing outward by himself enjoying (or so I think) his meal. I watched him only for a bit as my light turned green and I proceeded to come home. But as I watched him for a little bit, I wondered what he was thinking. I had absolutely no idea, but I was curious. I've noticed that recently I've been more prone to wonder what people are doing by themselves. As I continued home, I saw a few people sitting by themselves waiting for a bus. Again, I was curious as to what they were thinking.

    I think a part of me assumes that they wish other people were around, even though I know that's a terrible assumption to make. Maybe it's because I think people think like me, so my thoughts must be other people's thoughts as well. So for example, I know I wouldn't want to eat alone and I feel awkward when I do. I've done it a few times at this Sushi Teriyaki place where the logo is a chef cat holding a bowl with some chopsticks. And the few times that I've eaten there by myself, I look around and think everyone is looking at me in a weird "what a loser, he's eating by himself" manner. (I hope that's not true...) So occasionally I will pick up my phone and open it and pretend I'm checking stuff to make it look like I'm not so "loser-ish." So it would seem that I am one that likes to be around people, especially when eating. I don't think I've gone to the cafeteria this year yet by myself to just sit down and eat (with the exception of a quick breakfast). If I know I have no one to eat with, I will either a) eat my brown bag lunch in my office or b) buy something from the cafeteria and bring it back to my office and eat it. However, there are times when I like being by myself and would rather be by myself.

    Anyways, back to the people watching. I also seem to do this a lot when I drive around. Driving is a routine task for me everyday as I go to and from work. I take the same streets, usually get stopped at the same lights, and know where the traffic generally gets backed up. I also see the same cars - the red Honda Civic Si that was purchased in Texas somewhere because there is a state of Texas emblem on it or the FX35 that has a cool license plate of "BOOMFX." So on these routes when I'm stopped somewhere, I almost always look through my rear-view mirror to see what the person behind me is doing. Sometimes in the morning it will be girls checking their hair or adjusting makeup as they go into work. A lot of the times it is people holding their phone to their ears, even though that's illegal now here. And sometimes it's people just kind of looking straight, waiting for the light to turn green. In all these cases, I am wondering what they are thinking.

    Another common place for me to people watch is now when I ride up and down the Strand (beach sidewalk from Torrance up to Manhattan Beach) on my bike. Occasionally as I watch people while they run, walk their dog, skateboard, or also bike, we make eye contact for a bit and then we're both on our way. Maybe they too are also watching others as they stroll by.

    I think it would be cool to read minds, like that one teacher in Wayside Story [I think that's the title of the book] But until then, I will just have to keep on wondering.

    Also, on the drive back today from PV, I had 103.5 Light FM on and it was sweet. Everyone should try listening to Love Songs on the Coast at night when driving somewhere without many lights. Relaxing.

Wednesday, 01 October 2008

  • Soy Sauce Woes

    The past 3 days, I've been having chronic headaches.  It's not like a throbbing one, but it's maybe....every 3rd heartbeat, just a small thud around the temples.  It occasionally moves to the back of the head, but most of the time stays up front.

    Since a few days ago, I've taken now 3 Advil [I never take headache medicine because I'm a man, and I tough it out!].  I've been trying to figure out what this is and I thought I had the right answer...

    My conclusion was that I was somehow stressing out about school.  Here's why:  I have a test this upcoming Thursday and the following Monday.  I haven't studied too much as I've been getting myself pumped for the Illinois vs. Michigan game which I will be attending.  This then results in minimal study for the Thursday test but like absolutely none for the Monday test.  My flight leaves Thursday evening (redeye) so I can't study during that.  There's a small chance (1/140) that I'll study over the weekend while I'm playing in Michigan, so this leads me to believe that I'll be studying when I get back.  My flight arrives Sunday at 6:00 pm local time.  My test is Monday morning before noon.  Excellent.

    So...I came to the conclusion that studying was the reason for my headaches.  But as I told myself this, I didn't seem to be anymore stressed out as I didn't want to prepare for my test on Thursday.  In fact, I'm writing this entry instead of preparing.  I couldn't justify that a 3 day headache was due to stressing out about school.

    Next contestant..... food.  I've been eating the same stuff for the past few days and thought that could be an issue.  I've been having pork chops and maybe the meat is bad?  I know last week I made fried rice with similar pork and for the 3 days that I ate those, I had diarrhea.  It wasn't like....fully diarrhea, but I would definitely say about 70% diarrhea.  The day I stopped eating fried rice, my poops turned back to normal.  Why didn't I stop eating the fried rice earlier?  Good question.  I don't know.  But I found out the cause didn't I?

    Today's analysis:  I thought more about the food that I've been eating and thought about what I've been eating less of and what I've been eating more of.  I concluded that I've been eating WAY too much soy sauce.  I've been drenching those pork chops in soy sauce to marinate.   Something I normally don't do.  It turns out that soy sauce generally has MSG and that can be a huge cause of headaches.  I'm probably MSG man right now.  Soy sauce also contains tyramine and while I have no idea what that is, Google definitely brought it up when I typed in soy sauce headaches. 

    My solution:  So I thought it might be food so I decided to not make another pork chop and try something different today.  I stopped by Sushi Teriyaki on the way home.  I ended up ordering a plate of Teriyaki Beef.  You may be thinking to yourself....Jon, you are an idiot, teriyaki sauce practically is soy sauce.  And....I've come to that realization, after another headache.  See, I thought it was the pork, not the soy sauce, so I figured something else might be good for a change.  As I reflect on my dinner choice, I also remember how instead of giving me 2 different sauces (one for the tempura and one for the salad), they only gave me one.  As I poured that dark (which I thought was salad dressing) sauce on my fresh delicious crisp lettuce, I noticed that the smell wasn't quite right.  As I took bite after bite, I also told myself that this salad dressing sure tasted different.  Turns out it was the tempura dipping sauce, which is also practically soy sauce.  SOY SAUCE GO AWAY!!!  So I came home after doing pretty well on headaches for the majority of the day, only to get another one.

    Soy sauce seems to be the culprit and the death of me.  I tried getting it out of my system with some ice cream and a peach.  Hopefully that helps.

    Further evidence that soy sauce could be bad: (conversation with V. Jaw)

    me: i think i might know why i have headache
     Vicki: why?
     me: i've been eating a lot of porkchops lately
      and i've been soaking them in soy sauce
      too much soy sauce?
      i kind of still have it....
      but today for dinner i thought....oh, it might be the pork
      so i went to a japanese place and got teriyaki beef
      aka soy sauce
    9:27 PM and then what i thought was salad dressing was actually the tempura sauce, so i smothered all of that on my salad
      aka more soy sauce
      i think this is deserving of a xanga entry
      amidst my studying
    9:28 PM Vicki: hahaha
      omg
      sodium overload
     me: yeah
      could that be right?
    9:29 PM Vicki: hmm
    9:30 PM maybe?
      i guess if you have too much sodium
      your body will try to absorb more water
      to keep your ion balance in check
     me: so could get dehydrated?
     Vicki: are you drinking more water?
    9:31 PM or the same amout
     me: about the same amount
    9:32 PM Vicki: is your urine dark?
      haha
    9:33 PM me: hmm...
      it's not too dark

    Vicki generally asks how my urine is doing so that's pretty normal.

    Just kidding.  She doesn't do it that often.  DEHYDRATION!!! I get those pretty frequently!! Could I have been dehydrated because of soy sauce?  Maybe.  But it sure would explain the headaches!

    Moral of this entry.  Soy sauce doesn't just turn your skin black, it also gives you headaches.

    *I vow not to eat soy sauce in the next few days and see if headache goes away.  Will update with results


Tuesday, 02 September 2008

  • Happy Birthday To Me

    Kylene came to visit me for my birthday and it was fun fun fun fun

    On Friday, we decided to head out to eat for lunch because our stomachs were on empty and we were hungry.  We're heading east on Torrance Blvd and pull to a stop at the light.  Everything is normal on this typically sunny late morning California day. 

    Until.....



    Crraaasssshhhh.  My brand new 2 month old car.  Rear ended at the light.  The lady behind me accidentally accelerated into the butt of my car :(.  Both my Michigan license plate frame (Sorry Joyce Tseng.  I will attempt to put that frame back on!) and California plate fell off onto the road as I drove over to a parking lot post-accident.  [Thanks Kylene for picking it up in the middle of traffic!]  Now I must head to the body shop to get it fixed.  The good news is that no one was hurt in the accident.  w00t.  As far as the cars go... my car isn't in the best shape.  The Mercedes SUV that hit me was barely scratched.  License plate bent some.  I will require a rental as Mazda is being repaired.  It's times like these you are happy that you pay large amounts of insurance money.  I won't have to spend a penny to get this fixed.


    The next day, we head to Aquarium of the Pacific where we get to touch some cool sharks and sting rays.  They feel pretty cool.  As we pull into the parking lot, I park next to.....



    I figured it would be funny to park next to the same car.  Turns out, it just made me sad. :(

    Later on that evening, we go to Redondo Pier where we see a man cutting up 5 sting ray's at the fish gutting station.  I wasn't aware that was legal.  The sting ray looked exactly like the ones we saw at the aquarium.  Poor sting ray :(. 

    All in all, an incredible weekend. :)



Monday, 25 August 2008

  • Goodbye Summer

    • A lot of this past summer has been pseudo-real to me as it felt like the previous two summers. (Background: the past 2 summers I did internships out in California, where I currently reside).  As this summer winds down, I realize that I'm not going back to Michigan.  Although this had been clear to me since I moved out here, it's finally beginning to kick in. 4 years in Southern California, here I come.
    • The pursuit of my MSEE begins tomorrow as I have my first class at USC (holler for online DEN classes).  As people scramble back to Ann Arbor and begin buying books / moving into their dorms and apartments, I stay in California.  Hmm... this will mean waking up extremely early to watch College Gameday.  Lame.  Boo USC.  GO BLUE! College football w00t w00t.
    • In other news, I have picked up beach volleyball and in the past 3 weeks, have probably put in....a little over 20 hours at Hermosa Beach hitting a yellow-and-white AVP ball.  [If any of you want to buy an AVP beach ball, be sure to get the official AVP ball, not the replica - there is a big difference.]  Along with volleyball, I have dropped surfing and picked up biking.  We'll see if this continues.

Friday, 27 June 2008

  • Life Begins

    I have random stories to write, so I'll just collaborate them all into one giant entry.  If you don't want to read them, stop here, but give me eprops.

    I've started full-time work which means I have no more summers until I retire.  Boo for that.  But yes, I've started working and I'll be the first to say it is tiring.  I'm working the 9/80, which basically means we work 9 hours Monday - Thursday and get every other Friday off, so it's kind of cool.  (Speaking of which, tomorrow is my first off Friday!  Holler.)  But 9 hours....tough... especially after a few months of sleeping in until basically whenever I wanted.  I'll make do.

    The other day, I was waiting for the hotel computer to open up as an elderly gentleman was using it.  I needed to print some stufff for the insurance company.  Some political campaign stuff was on and he asked where I stood on it.  Being the no political anything person I am, said I had no idea.  He talked about how Obama was looking quite promising because of such and such and then we engaged in further conversation.  About an hour later, he was off the computer and I had never signed on.  Another person was on the computer and this gentleman was sitting across from me and we were still talking.  We talked about jobs, the economy, the environment, and low and behold, college football.  Turns out he played for Miami of Ohio and under our [Michigan's] very own Bo and Lloyd.  Lloyd wasn't the old man we now know him to be, but he was about 24 years of age.  What a small world we live in.  I think this was the first time I've had such a long conversation with a complete stranger.  Good experience.

    This past Friday I picked up my new car for....the next.... long time until this car breaks.  Thanks to Mom and Dad for paying a hefty down payment, my monthly payments aren't too much!  Yay!  As previously posted, I secured a Mazda 3 Hatchback so I'm really happy.  Here are 3 pictures of my new 3. (get it?)






    Hmm... I think I have more stories, but I will stop here. 

    p.s.  I am currently finishing this entry while using my Homedics back massaging thing.

    p.s.s.  In San Gabriel, aka Taiwan, they have 1 hour long foot massages for 15 dollars.  Is that not a steal or what?!?!  I think around me they have 15 dollar foot massages for 30 dollars.  Double the price, but more than half the distance.  I need to hit these places up.  And the 1 hour massage place for 29 dollars that I kept ranting about last summer.

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

  • Wolverines Eat Trojans for Breakfast

    After four long awesome years being a Wolverine, it is time to change loyalties to the team that has consistently beat us in bowl games. Yes, that's right, USC. Just kidding. Well... not entirely kidding, because starting this Fall, I will be attending USC for my Master's in EE. However, I am kidding on the change loyalties part, for I will forever bleed Maize and Blue. (I'm hoping I'll get to go to the USC/Ohio State game this year. oooo. ahhh )

    My first impression of USC is that they are very much like Comcast. Not in the sense that they monopolize Ann Arbor by being the only cable/internet provider. Not in the sense that they have terrible commercials that directly rip on other companies. Not in the sense that they come up with weird sayings like, "It's Comcastic!" But in the sense that they have terrible customer service. After being transferred to 3 different lines this morning to ask about my enrollment, I was transferred to an automated machine that told me to call another number and then hung up on me. Boo USC!

    Goodbye Big House...Hello Coliseum






    Yes, Michigan still "tops" USC.  (I put the Michigan picture on top of USC, so it's like Michigan beats out USC because it is literally on top of the school. I am so clever)

Monday, 09 June 2008

  • Bad News Bears

    Hooray!  I've arrived safely from Detroit to the smoggy city of Los Angeles.  I was disappointed however because I wanted to record the layer of smog as I landed in LA, but it was nowhere to be seen.  Could LA have cleaned up their air that much in the past year?  Most likely not.  Next best answer:  Everything is smog, so there is no layer.

    Upon arrival, I quickly learned that one of my luggage bags wasn't going around the spinny baggage claim.  I came to this realization as everyone from the DTW to LA flight left with their bags and another family and I stood and watched as the conveyor belt stopped disposing luggage and as the spinny shiny metal things stopped moving.  The other family and I proceeded to ask the luggage people only to find that our luggage was on the next flight and that "it didn't make it" on our flight.  That didn't make sense at all to me, but because I am living approx. 10 minutes from the airport, I wasn't too worried.  However, it was unfortunate for the family because they were actually going to Fresno on a train within the hour.  I don't know where Fresno is, but it sure sounds far away.  I hope they got their luggage alright.

    I then proceeded to Budget Car Rental, where I waited almost 45 minutes in line because "we're sorry for the inconvenience, our computers are down."  Excellent.  It actually wasn't that bad of a wait.  When I got to the front of the line, I checked in and all and then what normally happens didn't at all. What normally happens is that they will ask me what type of car I want and they'll list out a few options and I'll choose from that.  Instead, I was asked initial some paperwork and then sign at the bottom.  The lady at the counter folded up the paper, put it into a Budget brochure, and said my car was waiting at A-16.  "It's the red one."  I walk outside and see...



    I was like... son of a b.  Not only have I really never liked Ford cars, gas prices were clearly 4.40 and this gas guzzling grizzly of a car sure wasn't going to get the best miles per gallon.  As I approached the car, I turned back to the office and saw the line now way out the door.  I turned back in the car and loaded my stuff and with a frown on my face, made way to the exit.

    I was determined to switch this Mustang when less people were around, especially after driving it for only 1 day and losing about a quarter of the tank.  I had to fill up for that (as you are supposed to return the car with a full tank) and that cost me 13.50.  Geez.  So thanks to my jet lag and waking up at 5:30 the next morning, I made my way back to LAX with a renewed sense of hope about getting a car with 4 doors and better gas mileage. 

    Got to the counter, a gentleman helped me out.  He found a car, again, didn't tell me what it was, but also told me to go out and it would be the red one on my left.  I head outside and see...



    I throw my hands up in the air mentally and say, "HHR?!?!"  I am at a loss of words.  So instead of continuing to write, I will grade them.

    Ford Mustang: (5 is max)
        -Exterior:
        -Interior:
        -Gas Mileage:
        -Acceleration:
     
    Chevy HHR:
        -Exterior: no words
        -Interior: (leather seats)
        -Gas Mileage:
        -Acceleration:

    The HHR wins out because right now, I am in need for a car with more storage space as I prepare myself for the move.  Also, the gas mileage is key.  On another note, I am on prowl for a Mazda 3 5-door, so I am excited for that.


    [And yes, the Mustang and HHR are parked in the same location and picture taken at relatively the same angle. It's the spot I parked in at my hotel place.]

Thursday, 05 June 2008

  • Dog Day Afternoon

    A few years ago, my mom met this Taiwanese guy that worked for Leader Dogs for the Blind back home in Rochester.  Apparently they train the dogs in downtown Rochester and she met him at the bank where she works.

    Fast forward a couple of years. (Fast forward from now on will be noted with this symbol >>)  The dog trainer and my family have developed a friendship.  The dog trainer was here in the United States for two years training at the Leader Dogs facility and then went back to Taiwan.

    >> again.  The trainer comes back to the states yearly during the summer where he brings students from Taiwan that are blind in order to set them up with dogs so that they can return back to Taiwan.

    >> to this summer.  Since the time many years ago when the trainer came, I've met him sporadically throughout as he would come visit our house and we'd all go out to eat.  However, this summer was the first time that I met the students.

    It was a Mother's Day lunch gathering at this Taiwanese congregation and my dad had went ahead of us to pick up the students and the trainer from the Leader Dogs facility.  Once we all met in the church building, I wondered to myself how the blind students would eat.  The trainer simply got the food for them and set it down in front of them, indicating that a pair of chopsticks was at on the left and a tea, "be careful, it's hot" was placed on the right.  The students proceeded to eat the food, to my surprise, in a very normal fashion.  Picked up the chopsticks, picked up the food with the chopsticks, and put the food into their mouths.  When they would get thirsty, they slowly felt around their right to find the cup of tea, and drank just as any normal person would.  I watched them carefully, but not to the point where it would be awkward.  [I actually wondered if they could feel people staring at them... probably]  And as I watched, the more I realize how good I have it.  I am able to see, I am able to choose what I want to eat, and better yet, I am able to choose what I don't want to eat.  And granted these students could choose what they didn't want to eat either if they didn't like the taste, but it made me realize how fortunate I am and at times how picky I am as well.  [I still don't like / will probably never like cheese.]

    >> a week or two.  The students were about to head back home with their newly acquired dogs and a new sense of freedom.  For now that they had their dogs, walking places became much easier and could do so with much more confidence.

    It was time for the puppy trainers (the owners that raised the soon-to-be-leader-dogs) and the students to have their first and final meeting just to say hello to each other and for the puppy trainers so say good-bye to their dogs.  For some, it was an emotional time because they could get pretty attached to the dogs.  I found myself somehow becoming an interpreter (mom was working late) between one of the students and the puppy raiser.  My broken Mandarin Chinese was put to the test while I was asking questions back and forth regarding the dog's history and explaining things back in English back to the puppy raiser.  Throughout the entire time, I could tell the student was so deeply thankful.  Whenever he got the chance, he kept saying thank you.  At one point, he brought out a gift and he told me to tell her that this is just a small token of his appreciation, that he wished he could give her more, but he doesn't have much to give.  They were these sweet looking pineapple cakes.  Throughout the entire meeting (about 1 hour long), he kept petting his new friend and I could just tell that it made him so happy.  At the end of the meeting, I apologized for my terrible translating abilities and let them say their final good-byes.

    I learned through all of this that we have a lot to be thankful and that we are very blessed to have so much in our lives.  And although it wasn't directly mentioned in any of the conversations that I had, I knew God had his hand in this, He had to. [come to think of it, I remember the puppy trainer mentioning that the dog was always quiet in church.  I guess that doesn't mean much though...]   I later tried closing my eyes and pretending that I was blind for a bit and realized how freaking hard it was.  I don't think I could balance myself while walking let alone eat perfectly fine.  I wonder how Dare Devil did it...

    I also learned how obedient dogs can be and how cool that is.  But strangely, I want a weiner dog (Dachshund)with a belly so large that it drags along the ground when he walks.  Just kidding.  But I think that'd be kind of cool to see.

Saturday, 24 May 2008

  • Water Water Everywhere...


    The other day,  I played basketball on our beloved ultra thick double rimmed courts on Palmer.  Because I was just in Ann Arbor for a couple of days, I didn't really bring much with me, and some of the things that I didn't bring with me just happened to be: a) Nalgene bottle, b) Gatorade, c) water bottle, and d) anything to keep me hydrated.

    After a few games of running back and forth in the sun, I was, to say the least, parched.  Good thing on Palmer there is a set of water fountains right behind the courts so I could just go there and get some delicious water to satisfy my thirst.  When I say set, I mean like a two-in-one, where there is a taller water fountain for the taller kids and a smaller one for the not so tall kids.  So we finish the game and a line forms at the water fountain and I'm all pumped to get some water.  As the people drink and leave, we do our "good game" high-fives and a couple of fist-pounds (don't really know if that's what they are called, but we will pretend) as they walk back to the courts.  Right when there is one person in front of me, I see a nice relatively powerful stream of water flowing out and I think to myself, "I hope the water is cold."  [I like drinking cold water more than anything else in the world, especially if I am really thirsty].  The guy at the water fountain finishes up and walks away.  Then I go in for a sip...

    I push the button and hold it down....

    I stare for a bit...hold down for a little more...

    Are you serious?...Not only can I not have any, I don't even know if it's cold!

    The water somehow decides to become extremely weak and it kind of... trickles out of the spout.  Surely I don't want to put my mouth up next to or on the metal thing and get some diseases that I have never heard of.  This is insane.  I go to the lower one and try the same thing.  Same result.  Lame.

    I walk away in disgust because now I am thirsty and angry.  You would think that the school would be capable of providing an adequate water supply to the fountains.  I thought to myself..."well, maybe the school is like... super green now and wants to conserve water because it's better for the environment."  I immediately shot down that idea because I figure 1) people aren't going to drink the water that's coming out that slowly so that's already going to waste and 2) people might think like me and think that if I hold it down longer, the water pressure will somehow increase.  So in fact, the low water pressure is actually killing the environment.  Talk about a lose-lose situation.  Planet dies, I dehydrate.

    Long story short:  To the University of Michigan: please replace / do something about the utterly useless water fountains that you have placed at Palmer field.  Having them there is mean, because you probably have cameras stationed nearby just watching students suffer due to the lack of water.

    Lesson learned: Rely heavily on friends who constantly bring Gatorade to sports.  As the saying goes, keep your friends who bring drinks close, keep the drinks that they bring even closer.

    ... but none to drink


Wednesday, 21 May 2008

  • The Beginning


    Today is Wednesday and I have decided to start writing stories online again.  If anything, I figure this will be a good way to look back on things.  I also gave into the new cool remix theme application.

    Note to Xanga: Your new interface is terrible and very confusing.  I spent way too much time making it look pretty.  And by pretty, I mean various shades of gray. 


    Also, I need to start thinking of things to pack for I am heading to California soon. 

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