Wednesday, March 28, 2007
What Kind of Car Are You?
Take this short and simple test to see what kind of car you would be. The quiz says that I am a Corvette. Not bad!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Brotherhood Of Organized Bicyclists Society
If anyone wants to join my cycling club, B.O.O.B.S. (The Brotherhood Of Optimistic Bicyclists Society), let me know. We usually ride on Saturday mornings. It's not just limited to brothers. We're an equal opportunity organization. Women are welcome too.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sarah at the book cafe's grand opening.
Shim's Book Cafe is in Koreatown Los Angeles. It's on Wilshire near Commonwealth. It's across from the Superior Court and Lafayette Park and by the Southwestern School of Law.
The address is:
Shim Book Cafe
2960 Wilshire Boulevard
Los Angeles, Ca 90010
(213) 365-9345
Shim Book Cafe's Grand Opening. Saturday, March 17, 2007. Sarah and I went to Woon Jung's book cafe and had a great time. It's pretty nice there. There are Korean and English books. They gave out free coffee and tea for the grand opening. Sarah really likes their Strawberry Pineapple Well Being Juice. They also had world famous jazz players at the event. It got pretty packed later on.
On Sunday, we went to the Glendale Classic Car Show. Unfortunately, we forgot to put the battery back in the camera. So, there are no pictures to show. It's amazing how people get these cars to run for so long. There are tons of people who don't keep a car for more than 4 years.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Starbucks Has Too Much Caffeine
I drank too tall cups of Starbucks coffee yesterday and I was totally wired all day and all night long. I couldn't even sleep. I kept tossing and turning in bed. After midnight I decided that I had had enough and I just went to work after that. I biked to work and got there at around 1:30 am. It was a little bit foggy, but there weren't too many cars. I took a different route than my usual. I took First Street, but that sucked because there was too much construction and the roads sucked.
I finally started getting really tired after sunrise. It's weird how my body naturally gets sleepy when the sun comes up. I'm kinda like a vampire that way. Plus the fact that I have sun and heat allergies make me even more so. I need to stay away from the sun as much as possible if I can help it.
I was so tired I kept drinking even more coffee to keep me awake. It's funny how I had to drink the substance which put me in this problem in the first place. One of my coworkers said that Starbucks has about four times the amount of caffeine than other coffee. He said don't be surprised if Starbucks gets sued for something like this. I wouldn't be considering how people sue McDonald's for having too much fat in the burgers these days.
I was so tired and absent-minded I forgot to bring my camera for the St. Patrick's Day parade in Downtown Los Angeles. I met a former co-worker at Pershing Square. It was nice seeing her again. A bird almost pooped on me while I was talking with her. I saw bird poop land inches away from me. I kinda felt some wet mist too.
When I was biking home, I was doing a track stand at the intersection waiting for the light to turn green. One young lady yelled out her car, "You've got an awesome talent!" After hearing that, I felt really good.
I'm getting less honks from cars on my time trial bike than when I was riding my mountain bike. Maybe, it's because I'm going faster or maybe I'm cycling so crazy that cars are watching out for me. Either way, the less honks the better for my bike rage syndrome. I've still had several close calls when cars and buses come within inches of hitting me from the side. Can't drivers give cyclists some room? Is it so hard to brake, slow down, and pass while giving bicyclists enough room on the road? Do drivers feel that they can just zoom past us like bikers don't belong on the road or something? Aside from that accident caused by that stupid bus driver last week, cycling has been better on my road bike than on my mountain bike in general. Knock on wood. Amazingly, I haven't had any flats while commuting either. I thought I'd be getting a whole bunch more compared to when I was riding my mountain bike. I got like a flat once a week riding, because of all those nails and glass on the side of the road. Maybe, it's because my road bike tires are blade thin, they pick up less nails and glass.
I finally started getting really tired after sunrise. It's weird how my body naturally gets sleepy when the sun comes up. I'm kinda like a vampire that way. Plus the fact that I have sun and heat allergies make me even more so. I need to stay away from the sun as much as possible if I can help it.
I was so tired I kept drinking even more coffee to keep me awake. It's funny how I had to drink the substance which put me in this problem in the first place. One of my coworkers said that Starbucks has about four times the amount of caffeine than other coffee. He said don't be surprised if Starbucks gets sued for something like this. I wouldn't be considering how people sue McDonald's for having too much fat in the burgers these days.
I was so tired and absent-minded I forgot to bring my camera for the St. Patrick's Day parade in Downtown Los Angeles. I met a former co-worker at Pershing Square. It was nice seeing her again. A bird almost pooped on me while I was talking with her. I saw bird poop land inches away from me. I kinda felt some wet mist too.
When I was biking home, I was doing a track stand at the intersection waiting for the light to turn green. One young lady yelled out her car, "You've got an awesome talent!" After hearing that, I felt really good.
I'm getting less honks from cars on my time trial bike than when I was riding my mountain bike. Maybe, it's because I'm going faster or maybe I'm cycling so crazy that cars are watching out for me. Either way, the less honks the better for my bike rage syndrome. I've still had several close calls when cars and buses come within inches of hitting me from the side. Can't drivers give cyclists some room? Is it so hard to brake, slow down, and pass while giving bicyclists enough room on the road? Do drivers feel that they can just zoom past us like bikers don't belong on the road or something? Aside from that accident caused by that stupid bus driver last week, cycling has been better on my road bike than on my mountain bike in general. Knock on wood. Amazingly, I haven't had any flats while commuting either. I thought I'd be getting a whole bunch more compared to when I was riding my mountain bike. I got like a flat once a week riding, because of all those nails and glass on the side of the road. Maybe, it's because my road bike tires are blade thin, they pick up less nails and glass.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
A Snail's Pace
A Snail's Pace
There was once a snail who was sick and tired of his reputation for being so slow. He decided to get some fast wheels to make up the difference.
After shopping around a while, he decided that the Nissan 300-Z was the car to get. So the snail goes to the nearest Nissan dealer and says he wants to buy the 300-Z, but he wants it repainted to read "300-S".
The dealer asks, "Why 'S'?"
The snail replies, "'S' stands for snail. I want everybody who sees me roaring past to know who's driving."
Well, the dealer doesn't want to lose the unique opportunity to sell a car to a snail, so he agrees to have the car repainted for a small fee.
The snail gets his new car and spent the rest of his days roaring happily down the highway at top speed. And whenever anyone would see him zooming by, they'd say "Wow! Look at that S-car go!"
There was once a snail who was sick and tired of his reputation for being so slow. He decided to get some fast wheels to make up the difference.
After shopping around a while, he decided that the Nissan 300-Z was the car to get. So the snail goes to the nearest Nissan dealer and says he wants to buy the 300-Z, but he wants it repainted to read "300-S".
The dealer asks, "Why 'S'?"
The snail replies, "'S' stands for snail. I want everybody who sees me roaring past to know who's driving."
Well, the dealer doesn't want to lose the unique opportunity to sell a car to a snail, so he agrees to have the car repainted for a small fee.
The snail gets his new car and spent the rest of his days roaring happily down the highway at top speed. And whenever anyone would see him zooming by, they'd say "Wow! Look at that S-car go!"
Joke of the Day
A man gets up one morning to find his wife in the kitchen cooking, he looks to see what she's cooking, and sees one of his socks in frying pan.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"I'm doing what you asked me to do last night when you came to bed very drunk," she replied.
Completely puzzled, the man walks away thinking to himself, "I don't remember asking her to cook my sock..."
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"I'm doing what you asked me to do last night when you came to bed very drunk," she replied.
Completely puzzled, the man walks away thinking to himself, "I don't remember asking her to cook my sock..."
Tricks to Liven Up a Meeting
TRICKS TO LIVEN UP A MEETING
- Stand up and act indignant. Demand that the boss tell you the 'real' reason this meeting has been called.
- Spill coffee on the conference table. Produce a little paper boat and sail it down the table.
- Stay behind as everyone else, including the boss, leaves. Thank them for coming.
- Give a broad wink to someone else at the table. In time, wink at everyone. Sometimes shake your head just a little, as if to indicate that the speaker is slightly crazy and everybody knows it.
- Arrange to have a poorly-dressed young woman with an infant quietly enter the meeting, stare directly at the (male) speaker for a while, burst into tears, then leave the room.
- Bring a hand puppet, preferably an animal . Ask it to clarify difficult points.
- When there is a call for questions, lean back in your chair, prop your feet up on the table, smile contentedly, and say, "Well, here's the way I see it, J.B..." (or any other impressive-sounding initials that are not actually your boss's.)
- Complain loudly that your neighbour won't stop touching you. Demand that the boss make him/her stop doing it.
- Bring a small mountain of computer printouts to the meeting. If possible, include some old-fashioned fanfold paper for dramatic effect. Every time the speaker makes a point, pretend to check it in one of the printouts. Pretend to find substantiating evidence there. Nod vigorously, and say "uh-huh, uh-huh!"
- Stand up and act indignant. Demand that the boss tell you the 'real' reason this meeting has been called.
- Spill coffee on the conference table. Produce a little paper boat and sail it down the table.
- Stay behind as everyone else, including the boss, leaves. Thank them for coming.
- Give a broad wink to someone else at the table. In time, wink at everyone. Sometimes shake your head just a little, as if to indicate that the speaker is slightly crazy and everybody knows it.
- Arrange to have a poorly-dressed young woman with an infant quietly enter the meeting, stare directly at the (male) speaker for a while, burst into tears, then leave the room.
- Bring a hand puppet, preferably an animal . Ask it to clarify difficult points.
- When there is a call for questions, lean back in your chair, prop your feet up on the table, smile contentedly, and say, "Well, here's the way I see it, J.B..." (or any other impressive-sounding initials that are not actually your boss's.)
- Complain loudly that your neighbour won't stop touching you. Demand that the boss make him/her stop doing it.
- Bring a small mountain of computer printouts to the meeting. If possible, include some old-fashioned fanfold paper for dramatic effect. Every time the speaker makes a point, pretend to check it in one of the printouts. Pretend to find substantiating evidence there. Nod vigorously, and say "uh-huh, uh-huh!"
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