it's voting time

I went to the local barbershop today, Wayne's Barbershop to be specific, to get my duck butt trimmed and my hair texturized. When I walked in, it was definitely old school. A man - Wayne, I presume - was sitting in a barber's chair reading the newspaper. He had a comb-over and very hairy arms.

Ducktail, duck butt, you get the idea. But my hair wasn't this bad!

The chair itself was interesting. On the right arm there was a built-in ash tray, the kind that older airplanes seal up since smoking is no longer allowed. Also, he vacuumed my head with a HAIR VACUUM. Heh.

Right now I'm kind of deciding what hard drive to buy. I know I said earlier that I wanted this Iomega
because it was a pretty good deal and recieved decent reviews.

But then I found this hard drive from the LaCie Brick Desktop series. Soooo cute!

They're stackable! Just like...LEGOS.

I can afford the 160GB drive, which is white and trendy-looking in a whimsical way....but then again it's only 160GB. A lot of disk space but if I keep downloading my shows from the internet, 250GB sounds better. This is what happens when you move and your new home does not have cable and even basic channels come in like crap: DISK SPACE DILEMMA!!!

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Both are roughly around a hundred bucks...the Iomega drive is a really really really good deal...but the LaCie Brick is sooooo cute!

Which one should I choose? Let me know, as I need to order tomorrow and get it asap!

Blame Canada

Last night I walked outside, only to find it SNOWING. What's going on?

Also, I finally uploaded that Tim Horton's commercial about "coffee." It seems more like a reconciliation between father and son:
"Jimmy-ah! You must study more, no more hockey all the time. Understand!!"
"Jimmy-ah, you study; no hockey!"

Substitute "Jimmy" for your name and "hockey" for a non-academic activity...

Dad embodies the Overbearing and Oppressive Asian Parent (complete with accent) while Jimmy embodies the Oppressed and Embittered Asian Child. And somehow, Tim Horton's brings them all together through...coffee? To complete this entire circle I initially thought tea was more appropriate, but I think the coffee is what makes it an Asian American experience. Or Asian Canadian, as I suspect from all that hockey.

Happy birthday to...

JEAN CLAUDE VAN DAMME!

He turns 46 today. To celebrate, I watched "Street Fighters: The Movie" the other day, which is one of the best cheesey action flicks.

Also, today happens to be my birthday as well!

As a treat, I've uploaded a short film, Ausreißer (Runaway). It is a heartwarming story about family.

Struggling architect Walter encounters a little boy, Yuri. Yuri insists on calling him "papa" although Walter claims to have never met him before. Although Yuri won't return to his home, who is really the runaway here? What makes a good architect is having a strong foundation, strong roots.

Watch it, please! (132 MB) Directed by Ulrike Grote. Starring Peter Jordan and Maximilliam Werner.

Songs for the day:
Caetano Veloso - Cucurrucucu Paloma (I also really like his rendition in Hable con Ella)
Lou Reed - Street Hassle

A laboring man

Today I went jogging round the neighborhood. It was unusually warm, but beautiful. The trees are just beginning to turn, so I got a chance to go "crunchcrunchcrunch" with my feet.

Plodded my way through the Edgewood campus. At the back, they've been doing some reconstruction, creating a circular drive and better access to the Mazzuchelli Center, a lab that hugs the shore of Lake Wingra. A few men were still hanging out at the site.

Getting closer, I noticed one guy half-heartedly shoveling who didn't look like the other two. The other two were wearing bright orange vests, loose-fit stonewashed jeans, and yellow hardhats. Very construction-esque.

This guy was wearing a canvas porkpie (pork-pie?) hat and a form-fitting white tee, which were tucked into a pair of faded slim black jeans that were cuffed a little. And the best part? He had a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was like...from the fifties. I wish I had my camera. It was the best sartorial moment of the day. I wanted really badly to ask him about his outfit.

As we passed him, he looked up and smiled. "How you doing today?" he said out of the corner of his mouth.

Oh, very good.

Random things

Went running tonight. It's getting dark so early now. I noticed this much earlier in the month, but it didn't strike me until I was outside in the evening. It was damp outside and I felt really lonely.

My new home is almost a hundred years old. The heating is terrible and I shuffle around with slippers all day like an old woman.

In my daydreams I am building a kotatsu, or some type of heated table. In reality I hate sitting cross-legged - or as I've known it, Indian-style(!) - for long periods of time. I probably would end up eletrocuting myself, anyway.

Some kind of kotatsu comic

A little Qoo commercial with kotatsu

After watching Lucky Number Slevin today, I had to wonder what made Josh Harnett a teen heartthrob. He had a terrible haircut - flat in front with an inch of parted hair, long and shaggy on the sides and back - and face-front, he reminds me of a Neanderthal.

So...is it just me?

Made flan the other day and it came out really nice. Almost too set and the caramel had really turned into crystalized sugar, but it had the nostalgic taste of flan that I remember.

Hair post

Am feeling a bit tired today, hence the worn-out expression.

Here is my hair! Love me.

I need some good hair products reccommendations for a serious hold that doesn't look horribly gelled. I already did that once in my lifetime, and it was enough. The back and top are always sticking up in an unattractive manner...stay down please. Something waxy, perhaps? John suggests Murray's but I'd like something lighter.

Um...today I ate an entire package of Sour Patch Kids pre-flavored with li hing mui. I bought it when I was in Hawaii...it tastes better on oranges.

Watched the season premiere of House today. SWEATER VESTS ARE BACK, YESSSSS. I own three at the moment and am eagerly awaiting for autumn to break them out.

Oh what the hell, I already wear them anyway!

This is your face. This is your face with AGE. Any questions?

I haven't watched the original Office yet, but I came across this lovely tidbit about Ricky Gervais.

Now:


Then (1984):
Whoa!

My website is currently up and running. Woot for that, albeit boring that. Mostly short fiction and articles I like, but hey, it's been languishing for a year or so without anything.