Sunday, December 27, 2009
W Hotel X-mas part 2.
Worked at W hotel in Hong Kong for xmas with Angela Yip. It was ridiculous, but we made it hella fun and it was sooo worth it ;)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Dog Vs. Cat Diary
DOG DIARY
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Inter racial attraction.
This is an interesting article about inter racial attraction. Published in 2008.
b]Columbia University[/b] -- with research and editing assistance from Harvard University, MIT, and Stanford University -- conducted a study on racial preferences in interracial dating. The study was conducted over a two-year period between 2004 and 2007, involving thousands of participants, and the latest draft of the report was published in "Racial Preferences in Dating" in May 2007. (Notes: The study is still on-going.)
The politically incorrect and bad news for Asians of both sexes is that Asians are rated the least physically attractive race, and that's especially true for Asian men, i.e., women of other races find Asian men the least attractive.
From the study:
"For male partners, our main finding is that Asians generally receive lower ratings than men of other races. In fact, when we run the regressions separately for each race, we find that even Asian women find white, black, and Hispanic men to be more attractive than Asian men."
The final analysis is that women have a stronger preference for dating within their own race than men, but men still have a preference for dating within their own race. The exception is Asian women who, on average, have no preference against dating white men.
The reason you see so many white male/Asian female couples is not because white men prefer Asian women (in fact they prefer black and Hispanic women over Asian women), but because Asian women like white men as much as they like men of their own race. On the other hand, women of other races view Asian men as the least desirable race, so Asian men have fewer opportunities to date interracially themselves.
"African-American women said yes about 30 percent less often to Hispanic men; about 45 percent less often to white men; about 65 percent less often to Asian men."
"White women said yes about 30 percent less often to black or Hispanic men, and about 65 percent less often to Asian men."
"Hispanic women said yes about 20 percent less often to black or white men, and 50 percent less often to Asian men."
"Asian women didn’t discriminate much by race (except for showing a very slight preference for Asian men over black or Hispanic men)."
"For equal success with an African-American woman, a Hispanic man needs to earn an extra $184,000; a white man needs to earn an additional $220,000."
"For equal success with a white woman, an African-American needs to earn an additional $154,000; a Hispanic man needs $77,000; an Asian needs $247,000."
"For equal success with a Hispanic woman, an African-American man needs to earn an additional $30,000; a white man needs to earn an additional $59,000."
"For equal success with an Asian woman, an African-American needs no additional income; a white man needs $24,000 less than average; a Hispanic man needs $28,000 more than average."
b]Columbia University[/b] -- with research and editing assistance from Harvard University, MIT, and Stanford University -- conducted a study on racial preferences in interracial dating. The study was conducted over a two-year period between 2004 and 2007, involving thousands of participants, and the latest draft of the report was published in "Racial Preferences in Dating" in May 2007. (Notes: The study is still on-going.)
The politically incorrect and bad news for Asians of both sexes is that Asians are rated the least physically attractive race, and that's especially true for Asian men, i.e., women of other races find Asian men the least attractive.
From the study:
"For male partners, our main finding is that Asians generally receive lower ratings than men of other races. In fact, when we run the regressions separately for each race, we find that even Asian women find white, black, and Hispanic men to be more attractive than Asian men."
The final analysis is that women have a stronger preference for dating within their own race than men, but men still have a preference for dating within their own race. The exception is Asian women who, on average, have no preference against dating white men.
The reason you see so many white male/Asian female couples is not because white men prefer Asian women (in fact they prefer black and Hispanic women over Asian women), but because Asian women like white men as much as they like men of their own race. On the other hand, women of other races view Asian men as the least desirable race, so Asian men have fewer opportunities to date interracially themselves.
"African-American women said yes about 30 percent less often to Hispanic men; about 45 percent less often to white men; about 65 percent less often to Asian men."
"White women said yes about 30 percent less often to black or Hispanic men, and about 65 percent less often to Asian men."
"Hispanic women said yes about 20 percent less often to black or white men, and 50 percent less often to Asian men."
"Asian women didn’t discriminate much by race (except for showing a very slight preference for Asian men over black or Hispanic men)."
"For equal success with an African-American woman, a Hispanic man needs to earn an extra $184,000; a white man needs to earn an additional $220,000."
"For equal success with a white woman, an African-American needs to earn an additional $154,000; a Hispanic man needs $77,000; an Asian needs $247,000."
"For equal success with a Hispanic woman, an African-American man needs to earn an additional $30,000; a white man needs to earn an additional $59,000."
"For equal success with an Asian woman, an African-American needs no additional income; a white man needs $24,000 less than average; a Hispanic man needs $28,000 more than average."
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Speaking Languages
I just found a guy on the internet who posted a video on youtube of himself speaking 14 languages. I understood 6 of them, and wow, he was bad! ha ha. The others were like Hindi and swahili and vietnamese. I give him props for trying, but it makes me think, maybe I should do a video like that? All 12 ? Fluent? Hmmm. I like to keep it to myself, but I've never tried to do something like that before.
Don't shave to look older.
I had a casting today. It was funny because they wanted a guy between 35-40 years old to shoot a commercial about real Thai food. They told me that I need to look older so that if I get the part not to shave for 2 days before. I was like... is that what old guys do?! Not shave?!
People pass on the right.
It seems to me that most people, about 80% of the time pass people in front of them on the right. Even in countries that I've been to where the vehicle traffic goes the other way.
I hope that the insurgents in Iraq aren't just waiting around, getting strong and waiting until the US leaves to launch a massive attack.
I hope that the insurgents in Iraq aren't just waiting around, getting strong and waiting until the US leaves to launch a massive attack.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I talk to cats!
S just about drove me crazy the other night as she was bored in her taxi and decided to call me. She went on to talk about how she can talk to cats for about 30 minutes. Wow. Sad to say, this relationship is slowing down. Not really ready to tolerate conversations like that.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Bangkok #5
I just landed in Bangkok last night. I'm up super early checking stocks. I've been reading about the Iran riots and the killing of Neda Soltan. I watched the video and it made me cry. To watch a person die right before my eyes, and know the reasons behind it. I've seen dead bodies before in Russia, but this had a completely different effect. The Iranian government stated that it is forbidden to mourn this woman or suffer grave consequences! What kind of government is that?! I hope people in our nation (America) stop with the oil conspiracy crap and Bush's agenda, and start recognizing people like Nancy Pelosi as kwacks and realize that though America makes mistakes, in our past dealings with countries, we have the ability to help others better their situation, and if we've meddled in the past to try and fix our wrongs. Sure, we meddled in Iran's past especially after WW2, but it isn't just about the US and what we want, it's about helping the humanitarian situation abroad. Germany and Italy never attacked us, but we fought because we knew what was right. Just imagine if Germany or Japan had won WW2?! Now Iran's government openly denies the holocaust... well, they have for years, and now look what they do to their protesters. The articles I've read on the oppression of those protesting is horrid. Could you imagine if people had been shot for protesting Bush's win over Gore or Kerry? It's pretty obvious to me that the vote was rigged in Iran, but even if it wasn't, I think those who were on the tipping point in their vote are realizing they shouldn't have kept the regime in by the way things are being handled now. And if the vote wasn't "rigged" undoubtedly there were many people in fear of voting against the regime, as you must put your name on the ballot for it to be valid. It's not anonymous voting, so voting for the "wrong" party could come back to bite you. Even if it's something as simple as wanting a decent job in the future, let alone loss of rights and death. I think the US has every right to step in. I think the whole world community is thinking it, but everyone looks at us because we are the ones with the most power. That's what they thought with Afghanistan and Iraq.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Famished..
I think it's funny when people start talking about what they ate that day, and when people try to out do each other with how little they ate. I only ate a bagel all day! Oh, I only ate half a carrot! I had one Cheerio!
Monday, June 15, 2009
They're all married.
Caleb is Married.
Chad is Married.
Jordan is Married.
Justin is Married.
Kevin is Married.
Ned..was Married.
Adam is Married.
G is Married.
Christina is Engaged.
Hailey is almost Engaged.
All my X's are Married.
Johnny is about to get engaged.
I've been single since March '06.
I'm getting on a plane to Thailand to work my butt off after a really lonely month in Utah.
I'm not sad, not down, just, not sure what to feel.
I really, never like anyone. It's really really rare. A few times a year, maybe 2-3 times. And for some reason the second I realize I like them... they're over it.
Seriously, I'll have some girl chasing me, really crazy for me, and I'll be cautious and make sure we're still having fun, and trying to build our foundation. And right when I decide I really am into just her... it's over.
For example. Last month I met this girl Virginia. My friends Christina, Ross and Hailey said I might be a good match for her. She's really fun and outgoing, just turned 30, 6' tall and quite the looker. I called her up and she wanted to hang out. She would text me every day to go to the gym, and then to dinner then this and that. She was initiating everything. A week into it we went out on a Friday night. We walked through a park in Sugar House walked and talked. We broke into a Ferris wheel and sat there talking about the whole shebang. She really opened up to me. She kept staring at my lips and when I asked her about it she said that's what she does when she wants to kiss someone. I wasn't quite ready for that, but walking back to the car we had our arms around each other being really flirty. When I dropped her off that night she told me she was really having fun, and that she had no plans for the weekend, so if I want to do something call her up.
That night I went home and realized, I think I actually like her. I should give it a shot with her. I woke up Saturday morning and texted her to ask what she was up to. No answer. Next day I text her to see how she is. No answer. That night I call her just to make sure her phone was working...cuz ya know I don't want to be overbearing, but maaaaybe they didn't go through. (A few days before I had called her and her phone never registered it.) She didn't pick up so I left a message that said, "Ouch, your phone IS working." I haven't heard from her since I dropped her off at her door.
I didn't do anything, I didn't change anything. I went to sleep that night thinking, "I think I really like her". That's what ended it. And it's not the first time. So it's just... easier to not feel that way. I never want to feel the way I did spring '06, or Jan '07 ever ever ever again. Depressed because feels like a black hole of pain. Having someone not love you because they don't think you're good enough, or giving enough or really in love with them, when you'd give anything if only they wanted it; you ARE giving everything, and they aren't even recognizing it.
So, Johnny's getting married this year. I have no more best friends. Just, married friends.
My mom is worse than ever. She delusional-ly thinks that her house will magically clean itself, and or my sister will help/do her part in cleaning. Her landlord is walking through her house this week, and I'm afraid he's going to evict her. I spent $150 on 22 storage containers and filled half of them up making a lot of space in her house. She filled 3 up, and then proceeded to bury them so that you can't even tell they are there. I tried to get her jump started, but who knows what will happen.
Shelley is married. I went to her little wedding in Elko Nevada at the end of April. Her husband Greg has live in Grand daughters, so... I don't really have a place to stay in Boise anymore. I've been here a week, and I sleep on Johnny's couch in Meridian, and he's never even here. So a lonely month in Utah followed by a lonely week in Boise.
While I was living in Hong Kong, I had so many people keep in touch on facebook, and they told me they couldn't wait until I was home. I've been in USA 2 months now... and I've seen hardly anyone. Christina is engaged, so... as much as I missed her, she wasn't really even there anymore. And lots of girls that were like oh Jake, come home come home now! They're all totally MIA. Hum.
To top it off...one morning mid May.. about a month ago, I was running in my neighborhood (Well Craig's neighborhood, the guy I was staying with in Utah for the month of May) and out from this house comes a very tall pregnant lady walking to her car. I totally did a triple take as I realized it was Tinkerpan. I don't remember what I did, if I stopped running, or slowed down or sped up. I don't know if my heart stopped, raced, or ... I remember more about where the sun was just coming up over the mountains and the green in the trees... such a beautiful crisp morning...I just have amnesia about the whole thing, but moments later I was jogging and she drove by in a black car. She never saw me. I actually wasn't entirely sure it was her until I ran it through my mind to make certain. I mean... Her face looked like her... but this lady was PREGNANT! and I only knew she got married recently. No idea she was with child. Needless to say I couldn't believe I was staying just around the corner from where she lived and I spend the next 3 weeks avidly avoiding going anywhere near that direction.
One more year traveling the world, coming right up in less than 48 hours.
Chad is Married.
Jordan is Married.
Justin is Married.
Kevin is Married.
Ned..was Married.
Adam is Married.
G is Married.
Christina is Engaged.
Hailey is almost Engaged.
All my X's are Married.
Johnny is about to get engaged.
I've been single since March '06.
I'm getting on a plane to Thailand to work my butt off after a really lonely month in Utah.
I'm not sad, not down, just, not sure what to feel.
I really, never like anyone. It's really really rare. A few times a year, maybe 2-3 times. And for some reason the second I realize I like them... they're over it.
Seriously, I'll have some girl chasing me, really crazy for me, and I'll be cautious and make sure we're still having fun, and trying to build our foundation. And right when I decide I really am into just her... it's over.
For example. Last month I met this girl Virginia. My friends Christina, Ross and Hailey said I might be a good match for her. She's really fun and outgoing, just turned 30, 6' tall and quite the looker. I called her up and she wanted to hang out. She would text me every day to go to the gym, and then to dinner then this and that. She was initiating everything. A week into it we went out on a Friday night. We walked through a park in Sugar House walked and talked. We broke into a Ferris wheel and sat there talking about the whole shebang. She really opened up to me. She kept staring at my lips and when I asked her about it she said that's what she does when she wants to kiss someone. I wasn't quite ready for that, but walking back to the car we had our arms around each other being really flirty. When I dropped her off that night she told me she was really having fun, and that she had no plans for the weekend, so if I want to do something call her up.
That night I went home and realized, I think I actually like her. I should give it a shot with her. I woke up Saturday morning and texted her to ask what she was up to. No answer. Next day I text her to see how she is. No answer. That night I call her just to make sure her phone was working...cuz ya know I don't want to be overbearing, but maaaaybe they didn't go through. (A few days before I had called her and her phone never registered it.) She didn't pick up so I left a message that said, "Ouch, your phone IS working." I haven't heard from her since I dropped her off at her door.
I didn't do anything, I didn't change anything. I went to sleep that night thinking, "I think I really like her". That's what ended it. And it's not the first time. So it's just... easier to not feel that way. I never want to feel the way I did spring '06, or Jan '07 ever ever ever again. Depressed because feels like a black hole of pain. Having someone not love you because they don't think you're good enough, or giving enough or really in love with them, when you'd give anything if only they wanted it; you ARE giving everything, and they aren't even recognizing it.
So, Johnny's getting married this year. I have no more best friends. Just, married friends.
My mom is worse than ever. She delusional-ly thinks that her house will magically clean itself, and or my sister will help/do her part in cleaning. Her landlord is walking through her house this week, and I'm afraid he's going to evict her. I spent $150 on 22 storage containers and filled half of them up making a lot of space in her house. She filled 3 up, and then proceeded to bury them so that you can't even tell they are there. I tried to get her jump started, but who knows what will happen.
Shelley is married. I went to her little wedding in Elko Nevada at the end of April. Her husband Greg has live in Grand daughters, so... I don't really have a place to stay in Boise anymore. I've been here a week, and I sleep on Johnny's couch in Meridian, and he's never even here. So a lonely month in Utah followed by a lonely week in Boise.
While I was living in Hong Kong, I had so many people keep in touch on facebook, and they told me they couldn't wait until I was home. I've been in USA 2 months now... and I've seen hardly anyone. Christina is engaged, so... as much as I missed her, she wasn't really even there anymore. And lots of girls that were like oh Jake, come home come home now! They're all totally MIA. Hum.
To top it off...one morning mid May.. about a month ago, I was running in my neighborhood (Well Craig's neighborhood, the guy I was staying with in Utah for the month of May) and out from this house comes a very tall pregnant lady walking to her car. I totally did a triple take as I realized it was Tinkerpan. I don't remember what I did, if I stopped running, or slowed down or sped up. I don't know if my heart stopped, raced, or ... I remember more about where the sun was just coming up over the mountains and the green in the trees... such a beautiful crisp morning...I just have amnesia about the whole thing, but moments later I was jogging and she drove by in a black car. She never saw me. I actually wasn't entirely sure it was her until I ran it through my mind to make certain. I mean... Her face looked like her... but this lady was PREGNANT! and I only knew she got married recently. No idea she was with child. Needless to say I couldn't believe I was staying just around the corner from where she lived and I spend the next 3 weeks avidly avoiding going anywhere near that direction.
One more year traveling the world, coming right up in less than 48 hours.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Lost Mission Memories
Since my Missionary Journals were lost to the storage place...
I was just thinking about how lonely it was to knock doors in Va-i with Elder Scott Raymond. Dirty. Decrepit. Rude, poor filthy people. Maybe it's time I go back. And take pictures of all these places. Hot. We worked so so so hard and never gave up. Ha ha, one day out there Elder Raymond was jumping over a puddle and slipped and completely fell in to a puddle of mud.
Once tracting with Elder Piper the rain came down in a flash flood and we had to hide in a podezhd. My mission was amazing. The feelings I had then compare to nothing else that can be imagined. Only my longing for Tinkerpan while I was in Egypt can come close to comparing.
Duhovka is not... Duhonvna. мы с моим другом представители церкви Иисуса Христа святых последних дней. Wow those were the days.
I was just thinking about how lonely it was to knock doors in Va-i with Elder Scott Raymond. Dirty. Decrepit. Rude, poor filthy people. Maybe it's time I go back. And take pictures of all these places. Hot. We worked so so so hard and never gave up. Ha ha, one day out there Elder Raymond was jumping over a puddle and slipped and completely fell in to a puddle of mud.
Once tracting with Elder Piper the rain came down in a flash flood and we had to hide in a podezhd. My mission was amazing. The feelings I had then compare to nothing else that can be imagined. Only my longing for Tinkerpan while I was in Egypt can come close to comparing.
Duhovka is not... Duhonvna. мы с моим другом представители церкви Иисуса Христа святых последних дней. Wow those were the days.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Tinkerpan's Russia emails.
Found emails from Tinkerpan from 4 years ago. And I still hurt. Still can't open up and feel like I did about anyone else. I used up all my love on her.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
This article I read tonight really makes me worried for the future of Christian worship in the United States. From fox news website.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 01, 2009
Obama and Doritos
I grew up in 7 states as a child. I've lived in several more since then. I've lived in 3 foreign countries all very different from each other. Russia, Egypt and China. I have known so many people, so many kinds of people, of innumerable persuasions. I consider my upbringing politically neutral. I went to a conservative college with liberal professors. But as I grow older, I can currently classify myself as a conservative American Republican. As with the new Miss USA/gay marriage scandal, I have felt countless times while talking to people who are obviously liberal, that my opinion doesn't count, that I am wrong, and that I am obviously an ignorant inbred hick white racist. As if somehow had I been born 1/4 each of Chinese, Hispanic, Black and East Indian my words would be credible. Why is it that white republicans are stereotyped as narcissistic racists? Even when my arguments as to why my political persuasion is what it is, are superior to those of my liberal colleagues.. I am given the brush off as wrong, and attacked for my beliefs. I join the conservative cause for many reasons, but the one strengthening me in my beliefs is the way the two sides treat each other. For the most part, the conservatives use fair, empathetic logic and arguments, while the liberals attack, name call, and use sarcasm to back themselves up. America was so focused on insuring our next president would be black, that they didn't put as much importance to his logic and arguments and plans as they should have. At a time when the economy is bleak, and numerous disastrously difficult obstacles are presented to us simultaneously I cannot say that we picked the right man for the job.
A liberal's typical reaction to this statement is "That's so ignorant and racist of you to say that a black man can't handle this job." That's not what I'm saying. I'm saying Obama was not the best choice Americans had placed in front of them. If Obama was white, would he have been elected? I honestly believe he wouldn't have been. People would have listened more to he arguments and logic, than to his face, his color and his repetitive "Hope and Change".
Obama used lobbyists to get himself to where he is. He made people believe that he would be their president. I don't think he is. He said what he needed to say to enough people to get elected. But even if he IS the president of the majority, speaking up for them, having their best intentions at heart... whose right is it to say that each and every one of the other candidates didn't. It's the liberals' right, because to them a white person obviously wouldn't have the people's agenda at heart. It's like this. There's a starving family, and they've been eating rice cakes for years. Someone comes along with a shopping basket full of food and tells them they can pick a food item from the cart. There are a whole bunch of food items, each one different. Some packages are bright and fancy and have attractive logos and slogans on them, but inside it's just some Doritos. Other packages less fancy, but the nutritional contents are amazing. The family has been wanting change, something different for so long, that the bright bag of Doritos catches their eye and they are ready to have their taste buds revived. They take no, or little time to glance at the nutritional value of the bag. In the process they skip over some amazing other food items because they have some similar coloring to the bags of rice cakes they've eaten for so long. There are several food items in the cart which taste great, are much more healthy and will sustain the family longer and happier than the bag of Doritos they chose. But alas, they chose the bag of Doritos, had a taste bug high, and then crashed as they were not filled sufficiently, were left hungry, and with arteries clogging and skin stretching. Then, when they feel maybe they didn't make the right choice, they justify it by saying the change was needed, we needed that refresher, a new nice taste in our mouths as short as it was. Things will work out in the end.
And now I'll be accosted for comparing Obama to a bag of flashy Doritos. Obama has said so many things, promised so many things, and then done another. Look at his so called non-existant lobbyist groups and interests groups. He's now doing their agenda. "Our president." Yeah right.
A liberal's typical reaction to this statement is "That's so ignorant and racist of you to say that a black man can't handle this job." That's not what I'm saying. I'm saying Obama was not the best choice Americans had placed in front of them. If Obama was white, would he have been elected? I honestly believe he wouldn't have been. People would have listened more to he arguments and logic, than to his face, his color and his repetitive "Hope and Change".
Obama used lobbyists to get himself to where he is. He made people believe that he would be their president. I don't think he is. He said what he needed to say to enough people to get elected. But even if he IS the president of the majority, speaking up for them, having their best intentions at heart... whose right is it to say that each and every one of the other candidates didn't. It's the liberals' right, because to them a white person obviously wouldn't have the people's agenda at heart. It's like this. There's a starving family, and they've been eating rice cakes for years. Someone comes along with a shopping basket full of food and tells them they can pick a food item from the cart. There are a whole bunch of food items, each one different. Some packages are bright and fancy and have attractive logos and slogans on them, but inside it's just some Doritos. Other packages less fancy, but the nutritional contents are amazing. The family has been wanting change, something different for so long, that the bright bag of Doritos catches their eye and they are ready to have their taste buds revived. They take no, or little time to glance at the nutritional value of the bag. In the process they skip over some amazing other food items because they have some similar coloring to the bags of rice cakes they've eaten for so long. There are several food items in the cart which taste great, are much more healthy and will sustain the family longer and happier than the bag of Doritos they chose. But alas, they chose the bag of Doritos, had a taste bug high, and then crashed as they were not filled sufficiently, were left hungry, and with arteries clogging and skin stretching. Then, when they feel maybe they didn't make the right choice, they justify it by saying the change was needed, we needed that refresher, a new nice taste in our mouths as short as it was. Things will work out in the end.
And now I'll be accosted for comparing Obama to a bag of flashy Doritos. Obama has said so many things, promised so many things, and then done another. Look at his so called non-existant lobbyist groups and interests groups. He's now doing their agenda. "Our president." Yeah right.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
The Grocery Store.
Why do I always find myself walking into a grocery store with the intent of just buying one or two or three things and leaving with a bunch? It wouldn't be so bad if I would get a basket as I'm walking into the store. Next thing I know I'm carrying milk by my pinky, juice and eggs under one arm, boxes of this and that under the other arm and until I actually look quite ridiculous. Today I did this, and I ended up being the second person in line. Yay, It's going to be quick! Not! The shortest line, and the guy was really a slow individual. At least 5 people went through each and every other line while I waited there with my milk dangling from my pinky. Grrr.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Friday, April 03, 2009
Back in America
I landed in USA last night after 1 and 1/2 years away. I did some pretty funny stuff to surprise people.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Alysheba
On Saturday May 2, 1987, I was a 6 1/2 year old boy living in Louisville Kentucky. Every year on the first Saturday of May the Kentucky Derby is run at Churchill Downs race track in Louisville. It is the first leg of the Triple Crown series of 3 horse races that span May and June. The 2nd race is the Preakness run in Baltimore, MD and the Belmont Stakes run in Elmont, NY. I was playing with my black Labrador "Bridie" when my mom asked me who I wanted to bet on to with the Kentucky derby. I think I was a bit confused and wasn't quite sure how it worked. She told me to pick a horse to win. So I said, I don't know any of the horses. She said, ok, pick a number and I'll tell you their names. I know I said 7 first, and my mom looked at the paper and said ok.. that is "Candi's Gold". I didn't like that, I think we went through 2 more horses and then I said "ok, how about #4?" She said "ok that's...Alysheba". I liked that name, so I Alysheba it is. My best friend at the time was Jobi. He was in first grade with me at the Bee Elementary school and lived kiddie corner from me. It was Saturday so of course we were going to play together. I hoped over 2 fences, first from my back yard into my neighbor's back yard, and then into Jobi's back yard. I remember Jobi's dad calling us in to gather around the TV to watch the derby. It was Louisville. The derby is in their blood, and ain't no son of his gonna miss it. I said, "I want Alysheba to win." Jobi's dad kinda chuckled and said that's an 8-1 horse son. Jobi's dad wanted the horse named "Bet Twice". Jobi just wanted the same horse his dad had money on. The race started and his dad was out of his chair screaming at the top of his lungs.. Bet Twice go go go! And I was rooting for Alysheba. "Bet Twice!" "Alysheba!" "go Bet Twice go!" It turned into Jobi and his Dad chanting "Bet Twice, Bet Twice" and me chanting "Alysheba, Alysheba." I was looking for the number 4 on the side of the horse since it was really hard to see and every time I saw it, it was almost at the back, but Bet Twice was almost at the front. The race is 2 minutes long, so after the first minute I thought, oh well, I like you anyway Alysheba. The announcer kept saying "here comes Bet Twice" and I was happy for Jobi that his horse might win. Then the announcer said" here comes Alysheba!" "Down the stretch it's Bet Twice and Alysheba!" There they were, our 2 horses neck and neck. Finally the finish and Alysheba won. I was elated, and Jobi's dad was furious. As a 6 year old I felt pretty cool that day. I think Jobi's dad thought I jinxed him. I picked the winning horse. The thing that spawned that memory is I just found out Alysheba died today at age 25.
I had to do a little research to make sure the dates were right, but I noticed that Gary Stevens, the famous jockey from Caldwell Idaho also ran in that race.
I had to do a little research to make sure the dates were right, but I noticed that Gary Stevens, the famous jockey from Caldwell Idaho also ran in that race.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Korean Actress Suicide.
In January I was in the filming of a now insanely popular Korean Drama called "Boys over Flowers"which is being aired throughout all of Asia. People recognize me sometimes in different places I go. I became friends with the girls of the drama because they could get by in English. The guys couldn't speak any. The guys are actually the biggest stars in Korea. But today I found out that one of the girls in the show commited suicide last week. It's so crazy! She was this huge rising star and she just snuffed herself out. I was with her talking to her helping her to play her role, and now she's just history. Her name is Jung Ja Yeon. Here is an article I found of her and what happened.
Korean Actress
And here.
Korean Actress
And here.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Korean Singer
Today I met Korean Singer Kim Hyun Jung. She's cute, nice and I looked her up on Youtube. She's not bad!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
"Abodijinals"
I think it's so funny to ask people from Australia about their "abodijinals".. he he. It gets quite the response. Especially when they correct me and say.. "you mean aboriginals..." I say "yeah, like I said.. abodijinals..". "no no... it's aboriginals!" "Ok ok right. So tell me something about the abodijinals..." And they crack up. They probably think I'm deaf and or an idiot... but we know the joke's on them ;) I met some indian people the other day. I asked where they're from thinking they would say India, or a city in India. But no. They said, "we're from Australia", in that thick Twinky Mart Indian accent no less. "Oooooh... you're from Australia huh?... You must be abodijinals then!" They didn't think it was funny. In fact, they didn't even know what I was talking about. Oh well.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Bangkok #2&3
Way too much to write about. I'll start with topics to get back to.
The last 2 weeks I spent in Bangkok, and Dubai.
The last 2 weeks I spent in Bangkok, and Dubai.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Battling Deaf Mutes.
Because of the whole storage fiasco, I lost my mission journal and feel I should write memories down as they come back to me. Today I was telling stories from my mission and I remembered the time walking home at dusk in Podolsk, these two men being held back from each other by their friends. They were trying to fight but couldn't reach each other. I noticed they weren't saying anything, no one was saying anything, but they were all just making hand gestures at each other with angry drunken faces. They were all either deaf or dumb. I stopped in my tracks and said "You gotta be kidding me" as I tried to force back a smart aleck 20 year old's grin and lift my gaping chin up from the shock. My companion and I watched what was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Two men facing each other about 10 feet apart trying their hardest to free their hands enough to make out the sign words that would bring the most disgust to the other. When one would get through an entire gesture, the other's face would explode with furry and he would try to respond with sign words of his own. The point at which I couldn't hold back my laughter anymore was when I watched the worst insult of all as one of the men actually dared to turn his back on his colleage. The other man was insanely furious that his sign language insults were completely futile. After a few moments the man turned around again and there was a quick exchange of more sign language then the other guy turned his back causing the same anger to appear on the other's face. This exchange went on in a drunken deaf mute stupor for a good 10 minutes before we had our fill and walked away. I love that we stumbled upon that and watched. I think I was eating Shwarma at the time. Mmmmm.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Monday, January 05, 2009
I went to HK today to get pages put in my passport. As luck would have it I was slowed down in every way possible and was only 10 minutes away from not being able to get the pages. That would have been the pits. Then I spent nearly 4 hours in the book store looking at mostly atlases and trying to map out where I'm going to go. I met up with Victoria London for a late night bite to eat in Lan Kwai Fong and basically chit chatted. She seemed a bit over compensating in her conversation style, it was very directed inward, but she had a lot of interesting things to say so it was entertaining to be with her. I think she's someone worth knowing. I had to take Turbo Jet home and actually pay for my ticket. Grrrr. However, it's been awhile since I rode Turbo Jet and it definitely is quite a bit nicer than the Cotai Jet.
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Yesterday I went to Zhuhai, China for the first time. I was with Priscila and we had some interesting conversations. I bought tons of movies, bartered for a watch. I was reminded of eating Raw Shrimp with her at the fisherman's wharf, which in turn reminded me of eating live octopy... which she had. She ate Durian icecream which I thought was vanilla so I tasted it, and it was nasty and I could taste it the rest of the night. The bathrooms were crazy gross even in the little cafe we ate at.
I have a new slogan for Asia: Asia...where you just never know.
Or... Asia...girlfriend or daughter?
At the border to Zhuhai, they have a video of Jackie Chan being a customs officer trying to stop illegal things from happening at the border. Basically it's a warning not to buy pirated and fake merchandise or bad things will happen to you.
I watched Good Luck chuck with Priscila... it's pretty much a porno. I'm amazed Jessica Alba was even in it.
I have a new slogan for Asia: Asia...where you just never know.
Or... Asia...girlfriend or daughter?
At the border to Zhuhai, they have a video of Jackie Chan being a customs officer trying to stop illegal things from happening at the border. Basically it's a warning not to buy pirated and fake merchandise or bad things will happen to you.
I watched Good Luck chuck with Priscila... it's pretty much a porno. I'm amazed Jessica Alba was even in it.
-NuSkin ideas - Success stories of going against conventional wisdom.
-LeBron James jumped over college and now is making huge money.
Have you ever driven a car with the wheel on the right side?
Driven a boat?, Wakeboarded? Jet skied?
-I still haven't gone a Sunday in Macau without a cell phone ringing during Sacrament. About 10 went off today.
-For the first time during fast and testimony meeting, a girl pulled out her phone to read a text to the congregation from the pulpit.
*** On New Years I was with Tingting and went to the MGM. I saw Rachel there, performing. I ran into Doctor Dalila. I was pulled onto the dance floor several times to dance in front of everyone, and Tingting got picks of it. I was turned off by Tingting self interest. However I spent New Years day with her and it was a good day. We went to Coloane and sat at the beach as we ate crazy BBQ stuff and she showed me how to eat sunflower seeds the Chinese way. We talked about Kenton and his "date house and car".
-In Church today a Philippino I've never seen before got up and during his testimony he started singing some Philippino gospel song. All the other Philippinos in the room joined in and it seemed like a baptist choir/congregation spontaneous celebration. It was odd to say the least, and of course while it happened I just chuckled to myself, smiled and thought.... I've seen way too many things in my short life, this is hilarious.
-On the way to church I walked past the foreign employment office. There were about 30 Philippino women all scrunched in on seats waiting to find jobs as house cleaners and nannies. I feel so bad for them... and it's better for them here than at home in the Philippines.
I need to come up with a name for my international movie business. -world movie store.com?
-LeBron James jumped over college and now is making huge money.
Have you ever driven a car with the wheel on the right side?
Driven a boat?, Wakeboarded? Jet skied?
-I still haven't gone a Sunday in Macau without a cell phone ringing during Sacrament. About 10 went off today.
-For the first time during fast and testimony meeting, a girl pulled out her phone to read a text to the congregation from the pulpit.
*** On New Years I was with Tingting and went to the MGM. I saw Rachel there, performing. I ran into Doctor Dalila. I was pulled onto the dance floor several times to dance in front of everyone, and Tingting got picks of it. I was turned off by Tingting self interest. However I spent New Years day with her and it was a good day. We went to Coloane and sat at the beach as we ate crazy BBQ stuff and she showed me how to eat sunflower seeds the Chinese way. We talked about Kenton and his "date house and car".
-In Church today a Philippino I've never seen before got up and during his testimony he started singing some Philippino gospel song. All the other Philippinos in the room joined in and it seemed like a baptist choir/congregation spontaneous celebration. It was odd to say the least, and of course while it happened I just chuckled to myself, smiled and thought.... I've seen way too many things in my short life, this is hilarious.
-On the way to church I walked past the foreign employment office. There were about 30 Philippino women all scrunched in on seats waiting to find jobs as house cleaners and nannies. I feel so bad for them... and it's better for them here than at home in the Philippines.
I need to come up with a name for my international movie business. -world movie store.com?
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