Sunday, March 01, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Birthday Wishes
My colleague sent me this via email. I thoroughly enjoyed it even though I have no clue if it was a delicious cake.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
40 day abstinence
This was a great article. I guess I will try:
No Facebook
No Yelp
No Alcohol
You can stop laughing.
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http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123509424821028985.html
Status: Dad Wonders If He Can Last All of Lent Without Facebook
By STEPHANIE SIMON
They're a little too old to give up potato chips, Guitar Hero or Red Bull for Lent.
But as Christian parents ponder an appropriate sacrifice, they find themselves mulling a choice they'd have once seen as preposterous: A Facebook fast -- not for their teens but for themselves.
Lenten sacrifices are meant to honor and in a small way reenact the 40 days Jesus is said to have wandered the wilderness, fasting and resisting temptation. Abstaining from Facebook for the 40 days of Lent was the rage among college students last year. This Lenten season -- which starts next week on Ash Wednesday -- the cause has been taken up by a surprising number of adults. The digital sacrifice won't be easy, they say, but it may help them reclaim their analog lives.
[Status: Dad Wonders If He Can Last All of Lent Without Facebook]
"If I give up clams, which I hate, I'm not really doing anything," says Kevin Shine, a 39-year-old electrical contractor from Philadelphia. But abstain from posting "status updates" on his every move? That's a worthy struggle. "It's my candy," he explains, noting that he logs on as much as 20 times a day. "That's pathological."
Mr. Shine sounds a bit bewildered as he says this, as though he can't quite believe he's in this fix. Social networking sites such as Facebook and MySpace are far more popular among teens and college students. Nearly half of all 18-to-24 year olds visit such sites at least daily, compared to just 13% of Internet users overall, according to the Pew Research Center.
But a significant population of adults has also been hooked. They start by looking up old friends or flames. They scroll through co-workers' online photo albums. They post random tidbits about their days. Mr. Shine recently found himself telling all 157 of his online "friends" about the vomit a stray dog left on his porch.
Lisandrea Wentland, who does research for a Christian TV network, plays Scrabble and trades amusing YouTube videos on Facebook. Every time she logs on, she says, "it's like going to the best party in the world."
Ms. Wentland, who is 38, recently got in touch with a guy she had last seen three decades ago when, at the age of nine, they acted in a school play together. Within the comfy confines of Facebook's blue-and-white pages, he confided he'd once had a crush on her.
That was a total rush -- until Ms. Wentland paused to ponder the point of such ephemeral connections. They were fun, yes, but they took up more time than she cared to calculate. It had been ages since she'd sat on the floor and played trains with her six-year-old son or baked cookies with her three-year-old daughter.
"I have a real life here, with children, a husband and a job. They need my attention and energy," Ms. Wentland says.
A few months ago, she tried to limit herself to online networking once a week. Facebook Friday, she called it. "I don't think it lasted a week," Ms. Wentland says. "I just couldn't do it."
She's hopeful that putting her renunciation of Facebook in the spiritual context of Lent will help. She plans to use some of the time she would have spent online in prayerful reflection. She's also joined an online quitting-Facebook-for-Lent support group. (Since the group is hosted on Facebook, none of the members -- in theory, at least -- will be logging on to comfort one another during their days of trial.)
College students who have abstained from Facebook for Lent in recent years say it was brutal, but valuable. Whitley Leiss, now a junior at Texas Christian University, slipped up only once, on her birthday, when she was desperate to see the well-wishes posted for her. She asked a roommate to log into her account and read them aloud while she averted her eyes from the screen. When Lent ended, she logged on to find dozens of messages waiting and strangely little desire to answer them.
"I saw all that I had missed," Ms. Leiss said. "And I realized I hadn't missed anything." She also learned, she says, who her true friends were -- those who would take the radically retro step of calling or emailing to stay in touch.
Bruce Hunt, a 53-year-old massage therapist, is eager to see what lessons he'll take from his Facebook fast. He never expected to be drawn into the site. He joined only to keep tabs on his teenage daughter. But now he eagerly logs in each evening -- to the point, he says, that his wife has started to grumble that it's eating up too much of his time.
Mr. Hunt asked his daughter to join him in quitting Facebook for Lent. She refused, rather vehemently. "If she were allowed to cuss, she would have," he said. So he's going it alone. And, unsure of his willpower, already preparing excuses in case he slips.
"It's not like when I took a solemn vow to my wife," he says. "It's just Facebook, for goodness sakes. I'm not wearing a ring."
Mr. Shine, the Philadelphia electrician, fears he may start making that type of excuse himself a few days in. So he's set up a system that he hopes will keep him on the straight and narrow. He has vowed to drop to the floor and sweat out 10 push-ups every time he even thinks of Facebook.
Come Easter, he figures, he'll be looking pretty buff.
No Facebook
No Yelp
No Alcohol
You can stop laughing.
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http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123509424821028985.html
Status: Dad Wonders If He Can Last All of Lent Without Facebook
By STEPHANIE SIMON
They're a little too old to give up potato chips, Guitar Hero or Red Bull for Lent.
But as Christian parents ponder an appropriate sacrifice, they find themselves mulling a choice they'd have once seen as preposterous: A Facebook fast -- not for their teens but for themselves.
Lenten sacrifices are meant to honor and in a small way reenact the 40 days Jesus is said to have wandered the wilderness, fasting and resisting temptation. Abstaining from Facebook for the 40 days of Lent was the rage among college students last year. This Lenten season -- which starts next week on Ash Wednesday -- the cause has been taken up by a surprising number of adults. The digital sacrifice won't be easy, they say, but it may help them reclaim their analog lives.
[Status: Dad Wonders If He Can Last All of Lent Without Facebook]
"If I give up clams, which I hate, I'm not really doing anything," says Kevin Shine, a 39-year-old electrical contractor from Philadelphia. But abstain from posting "status updates" on his every move? That's a worthy struggle. "It's my candy," he explains, noting that he logs on as much as 20 times a day. "That's pathological."
Mr. Shine sounds a bit bewildered as he says this, as though he can't quite believe he's in this fix. Social networking sites such as Facebook and MySpace are far more popular among teens and college students. Nearly half of all 18-to-24 year olds visit such sites at least daily, compared to just 13% of Internet users overall, according to the Pew Research Center.
But a significant population of adults has also been hooked. They start by looking up old friends or flames. They scroll through co-workers' online photo albums. They post random tidbits about their days. Mr. Shine recently found himself telling all 157 of his online "friends" about the vomit a stray dog left on his porch.
Lisandrea Wentland, who does research for a Christian TV network, plays Scrabble and trades amusing YouTube videos on Facebook. Every time she logs on, she says, "it's like going to the best party in the world."
Ms. Wentland, who is 38, recently got in touch with a guy she had last seen three decades ago when, at the age of nine, they acted in a school play together. Within the comfy confines of Facebook's blue-and-white pages, he confided he'd once had a crush on her.
That was a total rush -- until Ms. Wentland paused to ponder the point of such ephemeral connections. They were fun, yes, but they took up more time than she cared to calculate. It had been ages since she'd sat on the floor and played trains with her six-year-old son or baked cookies with her three-year-old daughter.
"I have a real life here, with children, a husband and a job. They need my attention and energy," Ms. Wentland says.
A few months ago, she tried to limit herself to online networking once a week. Facebook Friday, she called it. "I don't think it lasted a week," Ms. Wentland says. "I just couldn't do it."
She's hopeful that putting her renunciation of Facebook in the spiritual context of Lent will help. She plans to use some of the time she would have spent online in prayerful reflection. She's also joined an online quitting-Facebook-for-Lent support group. (Since the group is hosted on Facebook, none of the members -- in theory, at least -- will be logging on to comfort one another during their days of trial.)
College students who have abstained from Facebook for Lent in recent years say it was brutal, but valuable. Whitley Leiss, now a junior at Texas Christian University, slipped up only once, on her birthday, when she was desperate to see the well-wishes posted for her. She asked a roommate to log into her account and read them aloud while she averted her eyes from the screen. When Lent ended, she logged on to find dozens of messages waiting and strangely little desire to answer them.
"I saw all that I had missed," Ms. Leiss said. "And I realized I hadn't missed anything." She also learned, she says, who her true friends were -- those who would take the radically retro step of calling or emailing to stay in touch.
Bruce Hunt, a 53-year-old massage therapist, is eager to see what lessons he'll take from his Facebook fast. He never expected to be drawn into the site. He joined only to keep tabs on his teenage daughter. But now he eagerly logs in each evening -- to the point, he says, that his wife has started to grumble that it's eating up too much of his time.
Mr. Hunt asked his daughter to join him in quitting Facebook for Lent. She refused, rather vehemently. "If she were allowed to cuss, she would have," he said. So he's going it alone. And, unsure of his willpower, already preparing excuses in case he slips.
"It's not like when I took a solemn vow to my wife," he says. "It's just Facebook, for goodness sakes. I'm not wearing a ring."
Mr. Shine, the Philadelphia electrician, fears he may start making that type of excuse himself a few days in. So he's set up a system that he hopes will keep him on the straight and narrow. He has vowed to drop to the floor and sweat out 10 push-ups every time he even thinks of Facebook.
Come Easter, he figures, he'll be looking pretty buff.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Rise of the Internet Thug
Why is everyone trying to be funny on the internet? I thought this was a great piece on NPR. It's an audio clip.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=100763005
Snark Undermines Public Discourse, Author Says
Morning Edition, February 17, 2009 · A new book says snark is threatening to take over how Americans converse. Snark is a tone of teasing or snideness. David Denby is the author of Snark. He talks with Ari Shapiro about how clever put-downs and cheap shots are coarsening public debate.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=100763005
Snark Undermines Public Discourse, Author Says
Morning Edition, February 17, 2009 · A new book says snark is threatening to take over how Americans converse. Snark is a tone of teasing or snideness. David Denby is the author of Snark. He talks with Ari Shapiro about how clever put-downs and cheap shots are coarsening public debate.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Look at my cakes!
Look at my cakes! Fucking look at them! These cakes means one thing! I’m getting fatter tonight! That’s right! Like Jaba the Hutt! It’s been a long, sweaty night in the kitchen and it’s time to blow off a little steam! I am a Sous Chef! I have business cards that say “Assistant to the assistant Sous Chef” on them! They’re glossy and magnificent! Here! Have one! Take it!
My boys are coming out with me tonight! They all baked cakes too!
Happy birthday!
My boys are coming out with me tonight! They all baked cakes too!
Happy birthday!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Boneless chicken thighs
Enjoy!Sincerely, Shake-n-bake chef
Fuck off, this time saver is the reason I can watch the L-word. I mean hope I catch some gratuitous nudity.
P.S. I used "Kraft Oven Fry for Chicken". It is far superior to any bread crumb product for baking chicken in terms of texture and taste. The "Pork" version is actually the crispiest.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Turkey meatloaf
It tasted better than it looked. This is to prepare me for my meat cake creation later this month.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
More cheezy pickup line haikus
You teach tae kwon do?
Because your breath is kickin.
Love kimchi jigae?
Mystery orange.
Funny like frat boy herpes!
Take a chance on me?
Screw peas and carrots.
Try the Yelp Elite good life!
Two Brothers pizza?
Alphabet fun time?
Put U and I together!
How much does it cost?
Didn't eat dinner.
Hey do you work at Subway?
Just grew a foot long.
You like fun and games?
Must I buy you a drink? B-tch.
Sank my battleship.
I rock sweet tattoos.
Matching He-Man underoos.
But I'm a doctor!
You believe in chance?
Uh oh, call the ambulance.
I jizz in my pants.
Because your breath is kickin.
Love kimchi jigae?
Mystery orange.
Funny like frat boy herpes!
Take a chance on me?
Screw peas and carrots.
Try the Yelp Elite good life!
Two Brothers pizza?
Alphabet fun time?
Put U and I together!
How much does it cost?
Didn't eat dinner.
Hey do you work at Subway?
Just grew a foot long.
You like fun and games?
Must I buy you a drink? B-tch.
Sank my battleship.
I rock sweet tattoos.
Matching He-Man underoos.
But I'm a doctor!
You believe in chance?
Uh oh, call the ambulance.
I jizz in my pants.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Why am I embarrassed?
To make noise when I'm sitting in a bathroom stall and I have neighbors? Shit, if you see my shoes not facing the toilet, then I am not pissing or vomitting. I am sitting. You can guess what's next. Why do we men try to be quiet as mice? Just for coincidence we finish at the same time and our eyes meet at the sink? So I wash my hands with soap and you just walk out? I don't understand.
At the gym today, I exercised, showered and returned to my locker. There were a lot of dudes in the area (they were using adjacent lockers). As I was changing and putting my clothes back on, I thought for second if I should forgo the long johns that I wore and put them away in my bag. For some reason I chose to wear them, but I put them on as fast as I could. If I were to hear any snickers from my neighbors I would look at them and ask what was so amusing.
Before I left to go home, I usually empty the tank before a nice subway ride home. I realized my longjohns were on backwards. I'm a genius.
At the gym today, I exercised, showered and returned to my locker. There were a lot of dudes in the area (they were using adjacent lockers). As I was changing and putting my clothes back on, I thought for second if I should forgo the long johns that I wore and put them away in my bag. For some reason I chose to wear them, but I put them on as fast as I could. If I were to hear any snickers from my neighbors I would look at them and ask what was so amusing.
Before I left to go home, I usually empty the tank before a nice subway ride home. I realized my longjohns were on backwards. I'm a genius.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Bloody Monday
Over 70,000 jobs cut. Holy moly.
http://money.cnn.com/2009/01/26/news/economy/job_cuts/index.htm
Fortunately, I still have a job.
Then I read this lovely Wall Street Journal article about MBAs and job security.
http://blogs.wsj.com/laidoff/2009/01/26/nowadays-an-mba-doesnt-equal-job-security/?mod=rss_WSJBlog?mod=blogmod
Mind you, I am not as foolish to be falsely entitled, but these articles do wonders on motivation.
http://money.cnn.com/2009/01/26/news/economy/job_cuts/index.htm
Fortunately, I still have a job.
Then I read this lovely Wall Street Journal article about MBAs and job security.
http://blogs.wsj.com/laidoff/2009/01/26/nowadays-an-mba-doesnt-equal-job-security/?mod=rss_WSJBlog?mod=blogmod
Mind you, I am not as foolish to be falsely entitled, but these articles do wonders on motivation.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
New York Hot Dog & Coffee
dak galbi (chicken) and bulgogi hot dogs
kimchi bulgogi hot dog
bulgogi wrap
kimchi bulgogi hot dog
bulgogi wrap
Monday, January 12, 2009
Monday, August 18, 2008
bowling on Sunday
I took my cousin to Whitestone Lanes. For some reason I could not get 2 lanes, even though alley was empty.
Larry: 102, 90, 83
Me:134, 202, 181
Larry: 102, 90, 83
Me:134, 202, 181
Friday, July 25, 2008
Cheezy pickup line haikus
Want to be Yelp friends?
New to city and alone!
Not a dating site?
Jager bombs, here, there!
Hey baby like what you see?
Look at my striped shirt!
Hate online dating.
Liars, cheaters and losers.
Maybe it's B.O.
How are you doing?
So you don't like boys? Married?
Got a twin sister?
Feeling Mexican?
Hey sexy can I stuff my
Beef in your taco?
New to city and alone!
Not a dating site?
Jager bombs, here, there!
Hey baby like what you see?
Look at my striped shirt!
Hate online dating.
Liars, cheaters and losers.
Maybe it's B.O.
How are you doing?
So you don't like boys? Married?
Got a twin sister?
Feeling Mexican?
Hey sexy can I stuff my
Beef in your taco?
Monday, July 07, 2008
Adventures in babysitting
For the first time, I had the opportunity to supervise an infant unattended this past weekend. Well sort of. The father dropped in once every hour as he was working from home. However, if I were negligent or closed my eyes for longer than three seconds I could have been left with a 10 lb corpse.
Ah, but there is a happy ending. Child protective services barged in as I tried to sell the kid into slavery and the father and I were camel-clutched into submission for our transgressions.
Surely I jest.
For three or so hours, I loosely watched Over the Hedge, several episodes of Spongebob Squarepants, and parts of Happy Feet. The fickle, yet very mobile 18 month old (?) constantly moved around. I tried putting him in his crib at one moment, thinking he would fall asleep. We had a staring contest for about 10 seconds until he got up and ran amok like the Ultimate Warrior. Later I would pull him around in his fire truck. Wow that got old very quickly (I got tired - he was loving it).
In the end when someone asks "when are the kids coming?" I smile and quickly change the subject.
The best part is that in 20 years when I ask the boy if he remembers, he will deny all accusations. Then he will ask me to buy him a beer.
I did find this to be a valuable experience for myself. Who else would let me babysit their pride and joy?
This is not an open invitation for free babysitting services.
Ah, but there is a happy ending. Child protective services barged in as I tried to sell the kid into slavery and the father and I were camel-clutched into submission for our transgressions.
Surely I jest.
For three or so hours, I loosely watched Over the Hedge, several episodes of Spongebob Squarepants, and parts of Happy Feet. The fickle, yet very mobile 18 month old (?) constantly moved around. I tried putting him in his crib at one moment, thinking he would fall asleep. We had a staring contest for about 10 seconds until he got up and ran amok like the Ultimate Warrior. Later I would pull him around in his fire truck. Wow that got old very quickly (I got tired - he was loving it).
In the end when someone asks "when are the kids coming?" I smile and quickly change the subject.
The best part is that in 20 years when I ask the boy if he remembers, he will deny all accusations. Then he will ask me to buy him a beer.
I did find this to be a valuable experience for myself. Who else would let me babysit their pride and joy?
This is not an open invitation for free babysitting services.
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