Billboards
These guys are my heroes. Especially since they had the means (and guts) to do what I couldn't, but had dreamed, to ask 順子 to marry me with the big Clear Channel eyesore that's like a backlit widescreen LCD in her window.
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February 28, 2008
These guys are my heroes. Especially since they had the means (and guts) to do what I couldn't, but had dreamed, to ask 順子 to marry me with the big Clear Channel eyesore that's like a backlit widescreen LCD in her window.
February 27, 2008
Doom
I wonder if this'd work in Deathmatch. Like facing off against Rick Astley with Animotion or Corey Hart, health steadily dropping on both sides.
Japan
You'll probably remember the "Gaijin" episode of Law and Order which imitated life then vice versa, but what is the story behind this "perp"?
February 25, 2008
Kimchi
As disappointing as it was to hear from Chris that 감미옥's is no longer reason to visit, it could be worse (guest writer for the NYT, Stan Lee):
Ordinary kimchi is teeming with microbes, like lactic acid bacteria, which help fermentation. On Earth they are harmless, but scientists feared they could turn dangerous in space if cosmic rays and other radiation cause them to mutate.
February 24, 2008
APB
This GTA wannabe is just ambitious enough to usher in a new era of online gang-banging. I hope the MMO element isn't confined to cops and robbery, and allows for solo work—imagine being the Batman. (What is it with me grinding on my own in multiplayer games? Could be the commitment I'm avoiding; after all, I do feel I'm testing myself against impending time sinks.)
February 20, 2008
Rejection
No smugness in my success, but I'd console the guy by reminding him that the Rockets play just about every other night (and sometimes as a playoff wildcard contender). So it's not like it was a once-in-a-lifetime moment.
February 19, 2008
Crick
It's the spasms that worry me the most, like Fred G. Sanford's proverbial "Big One" that'll come as the result of too big a shock. Prior experience tells me I have as much as another week of discomfort and inconvenience ahead of me, and there's no use vowing I'll do something about this anytime soon, much less in five more years. Yoga for the posture, or as Chris suggests, working out my neck into a trunk worthy of supporting my maoi-like 大頭 to avoid Joseph Merrick's fate?Cory Doctorow said this, in passing: "I've recently become brutally addicted to Paper Mario, which now occupies about 10 percent of my brain on a more-or-less permanent basis as a kind of low-grade background process." I fear I've got far too many of these, all of them only there to seek updates, like so much bloatware that's long overdue a clean sweep of my msconfig.
February 18, 2008
Mensa
Proof (as if any was needed, after a look at that logo) that IQ is not directly proportional with taste, nor the ability to explain one's: I mean, "It’s a personal favorite, I loved the characters and the back and forth. It was very smart"? You'd think someone so good at standardized tests could come up with more synonyms for "repartee."
February 15, 2008
Bai Ling
Looks so much like Tien, at her worst, than the dimension-hopping sexpot she played in that frightfully bad first-season episode of Angel. Speaking of which, I had a dream this morning Spike was helping me test a new invention, a weapon the size of a billiard ball with a diamond-filled hole that'd reflect ambient light and emit a death ray. I asked an invulnerable super-chick friend of mine who happened to be available to let me try it out on her, but even as I focused the spot as tightly as I could, she just giggled.
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The Channel 13 11-o'clock news anchors read viewer e-mail before letting me watch Detectives Goren & Eames, and tonight's topic (announced, presumably, earlier in the hour) was what you'd put in a time capsule. Tonight there was one from someone with the same first name as an old co-worker to the effect of, "Ted Kennedy, Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama, so people of the future would know what primitive life was like." I made the connection because the fucking moron's got just about the only car I've seen outside of Texas with a 2004 Bush bumpersticker. He once drove me to a department lunch in it, and I felt like an embarrassed kid getting dropped off at school in some wreck my peers of primitives would tease me about.
February 14, 2008
Valentine's Day
…So maybe it's not the best occasion to highlight my idle follow-up chat with 남재 about that head-tracking demo, especially since I ran with his and Chris's more run-with-able idea for a peeping tom game. My take was not so scatological and more along the lines of an old "Fight Your Girlfriend" theme, though, with episodes like being in a restaurant seated facing her but beset by busty waitresses and winking women at the bar, scoring points by sneaking peeks while turning back for eye contact and maintaining conversation (with your usual controller + button combination prompts, which become more difficult the worse your situation); fail, and you're upper-cutted into a ceiling of spikes. Ah, my next-gen Incredible Crisis.
February 13, 2008
Head Tracking
Yes, Chris and 남재, it is awesome. Truly the tech to realize my super-realistic FPS dream, not a piece of plastic. Now to win the lottery.
February 12, 2008
香煎龍利
There's a local place that sought to imitate the "Hong Kong style" menu of the Garden Cafés in Monterey Park, and despite their bizarre neo-Maoist mainland music videos and extraordinarily unhappy-looking staff, managed to pull it off the first couple of times I tried my favorite dish during their grand opening month, but as of yesterday seems to have undergone that most horrible affliction of Chinese cuisine (worse, yes, than the two-hour duration) and changed cooks, no longer making the trip unnecessary.
February 10, 2008
Avatar
자기야 made 육개장 and 짜장면 this weekend, and brought over that episode of SVU I've wanted to see for a while (contrived, and yet the kidnapper's motivations aren't not too hard to imagine, given our failure to evolve past reality distinction), but her coup de grâce was a dream she told me about Saturday morning, being in a classroom with an old professor calling roll. He kept repeating the name "Sam" under his gravelly breath, long after it was apparent there wasn't one present, ignoring her as she pointed it out and making her furious. Turns out it was just me snoring: sam… sam… sam…
February 07, 2008
BLM28
Methinks someone hasn't heard of the massive RMT devaluation in the aging economy, having returned to it recently—trust me, however, this is hardly a case of wishing "I knew how to quit you"; I'm perfectly content soloing my new low-level job for an hour a night, just as I've learned to moderate my taste for high-fructose corn syrup (read: lay off the self-flagellation, as if there'll be Coke in the afterlife). In fact, I'm incorporating this very same outlook into a serialized mock episode of SVU or Criminal Intent with which I had the idea to embellish my otherwise uneventful blog. Korean dramas are so passé now. I came up with the "true incident" (as in "Although inspired in part by a [~], the following story is fictional and does not depict any actual person or event") while driving to Chick Fil-A today. Coming soon.
February 05, 2008
Obamarama
February 04, 2008
Cisco Burger
Rarely do I deviate from the Six Dollar Burger, but 비's blogging gourmand put us onto a local alternative whose site at least claims for Carl's namesake price they make theirs with "100% Kobe beef". Hoping that wasn't an update casualty like their winter hours, we tried them again, earlier this time, and were quite satisfied (with the exception of the clog in my heart from the fries). I'm not sure what passes as the stuff anymore, but it sure seems a lot cheaper stateside, even where the turnaround is nothing like Little Tokyo's しゃぶしゃぶ. お好み焼き for dinner, one year since our first date there.
February 01, 2008
The Amber Spyglass
Good luck making a movie out of this book. (Last I heard it's more than unlikely, anyway, as New Line decided they'd rather go with two more Hobbits after the first of His Dark Materials bombed.) There was definitely a Terry Gilliam feel to it, but Dust reminded me too much of Episode I Force. What really sucks is that if I'm ever to see my own Alpine chough, I'd have to be able to do those stupid magic-eye posters from the Nineties, which of course, I never could. Besides, she'd probably end up being a big ugly ostrich instead: ""Well, then, you're discontented, en't you? There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle."
