run buffalo, run!
on a side note, i felt almost guilty eating my steak because there was a stuffed buffalo head hanging on the wall near me. i could feel his glass eyes staring down upon me accusingly.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
ohio!
during our whirlwind ohio tour i've decided that when in Rome, do as the Romans... In this case I tried buffalo at Ted (Turner)'s Montana Grill.
run buffalo, run!
on a side note, i felt almost guilty eating my steak because there was a stuffed buffalo head hanging on the wall near me. i could feel his glass eyes staring down upon me accusingly.
run buffalo, run!
on a side note, i felt almost guilty eating my steak because there was a stuffed buffalo head hanging on the wall near me. i could feel his glass eyes staring down upon me accusingly.
Monday, April 25, 2005
volleyball thoughts
I'm playing in the bellevue volleyball league. The team I'm on is in the middle division which I think is a good spot for us.
Some thoughts I have:
After not playing for a few months, I always play really well my first time out. I hit well and pass ok. I think I'm sometimes over-aggresive, netting on occasion or bumping into fellow players. Then, the second time I play, I hold back and have bad passes, dropped balls and eventually stop swinging and start tapping it over easy because I've lost confidence. What a mind job. At least I blocked well.
I play with a guy who is also a pastor. I'm having difficulty because I don't know whether to call him Wayne or Pastor Wayne. I want to drop the honorifics but I always revert back to Pastor Wayne and feel like such a dork.
We play in a co-ed league that has no co-ed enforced rules. You don't need females on your team and there isn't any girl-touch rule. Our team has at least two females on the court at all time and we aren't the tallest team. I don't think we have anyone topping the 6 foot mark. That being said, we played against an all-male team with three players taller than 6-feet yesterday. That seems a little odd, especially in the middle division. I'm happy to say that we went 2-2 against them. In all honesty, I'd be embarrassed to be a 6'4" guy going up to block a 5'3" Japanese girl.
Some thoughts I have:
After not playing for a few months, I always play really well my first time out. I hit well and pass ok. I think I'm sometimes over-aggresive, netting on occasion or bumping into fellow players. Then, the second time I play, I hold back and have bad passes, dropped balls and eventually stop swinging and start tapping it over easy because I've lost confidence. What a mind job. At least I blocked well.
I play with a guy who is also a pastor. I'm having difficulty because I don't know whether to call him Wayne or Pastor Wayne. I want to drop the honorifics but I always revert back to Pastor Wayne and feel like such a dork.
We play in a co-ed league that has no co-ed enforced rules. You don't need females on your team and there isn't any girl-touch rule. Our team has at least two females on the court at all time and we aren't the tallest team. I don't think we have anyone topping the 6 foot mark. That being said, we played against an all-male team with three players taller than 6-feet yesterday. That seems a little odd, especially in the middle division. I'm happy to say that we went 2-2 against them. In all honesty, I'd be embarrassed to be a 6'4" guy going up to block a 5'3" Japanese girl.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
oddly enough
here is our group photo from this weekend's retreat.
everyone looks normal... except for these two clowns on the left.
Nice work!
everyone looks normal... except for these two clowns on the left.
Nice work!
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
two thoughts
one... mt helens is blowing ash and leaking lava.
two... i saw one of the church high schoolers wearing an throwback nintendo tracksuit. it had the 8 bit controller on the back and the old logo embroidered on the front. he was born in 1987, 2 years after the 8-bit was released in the USA.
two... i saw one of the church high schoolers wearing an throwback nintendo tracksuit. it had the 8 bit controller on the back and the old logo embroidered on the front. he was born in 1987, 2 years after the 8-bit was released in the USA.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Flagrantly Mating
NYC celebrity hawks spotted mating
The pair of red-tailed hawks have been spotted flagrantly mating all around the neighborhood of the ritzy Fifth Avenue apartment building where they were evicted, then restored to a brand new, architect-designed love nest last December.
How does one mate flagrantly?
The pair of red-tailed hawks have been spotted flagrantly mating all around the neighborhood of the ritzy Fifth Avenue apartment building where they were evicted, then restored to a brand new, architect-designed love nest last December.
How does one mate flagrantly?
Clocks
Every once in a while a song lyric will reach out and grab me. In Coldplay's Clocks, Chris Martin asks, 'Am I part of the cure? or am I part of the disease?. The rest of the song seems like gibberish to me, but those two questions really gnaw at me.
Am I part of the cure?
or am I part of the disease?
Is my presence really helping progress, or am I holding things back? Even worse, is my method of fixing problems exacerbating them? I still don't know.
Am I part of the cure?
or am I part of the disease?
Is my presence really helping progress, or am I holding things back? Even worse, is my method of fixing problems exacerbating them? I still don't know.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Shades of yellow
One of the things that I was reminded of in Maui is how people like to label things. For Asians we find some sort of comfort in knowing exactly what kind of yellow a person is. Some people have it easy because their features give away their heritage as plainly as if they had their last name and a flag stamped on their forehead. I think my natural tan throws people off.
Incident #1: The over-friendly tour guide.
A man guiding a group of tourists around is standing beside my wife and I outside a restroom. He glances over at us, gets uncomfortably close and says, 'Konichiwa' as he passes by. While walking around a near-freezing Haleakala Crater at 5am, one's sense of humor is diminished greatly. I give him the bird behind his back in the near blackness. To assume that we're Japanese and to assume we're non-english-speaking. I shake my fist at you still!
Incident #1: The over-friendly tour guide.
A man guiding a group of tourists around is standing beside my wife and I outside a restroom. He glances over at us, gets uncomfortably close and says, 'Konichiwa' as he passes by. While walking around a near-freezing Haleakala Crater at 5am, one's sense of humor is diminished greatly. I give him the bird behind his back in the near blackness. To assume that we're Japanese and to assume we're non-english-speaking. I shake my fist at you still!
Videogame personalities
The Seattle Times had a recent article about Video Game Personalities. I think they left my category out, the Accessorizer. This person, unable to buy earrings or necklaces for his person instead accessorizes his gaming machines. His closet is filled with electronic fishing rods, steering wheels, dance pads, maraccas and drums. I am drawn to quirky games that will never make a mainstream impact, games that involve rolling up trash or driving a bus. One exception has been the mosquito game. That game still creeps me out. My most recent purchase has been a flip top lid on my ps2 that allows me to play japanese games as well. Let the odd games begin.
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