Monday, 17 December 2012

  • Getting a Head Start on New Year's Resolutions 2013

    I'm always the guy who goes to a baseball with a backpack jammed full of stuff: binoculars, a bag of peanuts (which I refuse to purchase at the game unless it's fresh roasted on site), sunblock, a snack item, 4 bottles of water, a light jacket and so forth. That's usually me.

    The other week, a colleague had the plastic button clip to her name badge break on her after 4 years. She asked if I happened to have a spare, which of course I did. "I knew you'd have it," was her reply.

    I'm the guy who has that extra toothbrush when we're going camping to offer to the person who forgot his.

    I no longer want to be "that guy."

    I only have one New Year's Resolution for 2013 and it starts now.

    1. Be more minimalist.

Monday, 12 March 2012

  • Funny Los Angeles Times Item

    This headline reads from Saturday March 13, 2012 front page: "Pot backers' ballot effort in disarray."

    Ya think? Do you honestly believe a bunch of pot-heads could properly organize? Don't be mad at the claim. Calm down and pass the bong.

    The most eye-opening item was the discovery that in CA politics, you need $2 million dollars to properly put an initiative on the ballot. Because in esssence, it costs $2 million to hire professional petitioners to gather the necessary 700,000 signatures for an item to qualify.

    That homeless-looking man standing in front of your local Safeway, Vons, Pavilions, Whole Foods, Trader Joe's, Kroger, Ralphs, Albertsons, CVS asking you for your signature to right some injustice in the world? He's not standing out in the cold to "go green" but to GET green. Money. He could not care less about the cause, someone is just paying him to care.

    I remember not too long ago, I had the privilege of engaging one of these signature-gatherers as I was leaving the grocery store. I ended up signing just 1 of the 5 because I fundamentally disagreed with the other 4. Something tells me I shouldn't have even signed the 1. As we parted ways, I asked him who has him out here doing all this. He empthatically replied, "Democrats!" There was a hint of resignment in his tone, as though he knows he's just one lapdog jumping through hoops in an endless labor of meaninglessness.

    Presently, the multi-million dollar earning pot dispensaries aren't putting up significant amounts of money to support legalization because legalization means cutting into their lucrative business. Makes sense. Stifle the competition. What happened to the purity of the cause? As it turns out, once again, it's all about the green.

    Backers of marijuana legalization have until April 20th to qualify for the ballot. Seriously. SERIOUSLY. 4-20. You can't make this stuff up. If they're even a few signatures short, mark my words, those pot-heads aren't going to file on time.

    Now I'd be okay with marijuana "legalization" only under the following iron-clad conditions:

    -an employer can fire you, without recourse, even if it's "medicinal," if you are a user of pot. It should be 100% within the employer's right to object to pot or a pot-user at his or her workplace.

    -a landlord can evict you, without recourse, even if it's "medicinal" if you are a user of pot. Pot sweetly stinks up the joint. 100% Landlord's call.

    -it is still illegal to be high on a public sidewalk, public park, or in public in general.

    -it is illegal to light up in a public place, like a Starbucks. You can't even smoke in a bar or restaurant, be consistent with pot.

    -add DUI-M, same as DUI

    -apply the same standards with pot possesion as we do with guns and "gun free safe zones" as it relates to schools. Again be consistent.

    -minimum age for growing/possession is 18.

    If even the slightest objections to the above conditions, then I am wholesale against legalization. Period. Legalization means further proliferation and a loss of productivity among otherwise normal, sober citizens. Stop comparing its effects as "less harmful" to cigarettes or alcohol. If you can function as a regular user of pot, good for you. Have a cookie.

    Or a brownie.

    If you can keep your pot enjoyment to yourself without affecting my well-being, health, safety, then have at it!

Saturday, 06 August 2011

  • Friends, Countrymen, Lend Me Your Books

    The funny thing about avid readers is they tend to try to recruit others to also read the book they are currently reading or just recently finished. How many times have you heard a friend excitedly exclaim in casual conversation, "oh, you HAVE to check out this book I got the other day!" Naturally, the unsolicited recommendation falls on deaf ears. You have zero chance on selling this book if your friend isn't an avid reader. Even if your friend happens to be a big reader, your chances then are only marginally better. So you take it a step further and even buy this awesome book to gift to your friend. A few weeks down the line, you ask your friend how they're doing with the book and it's an awkward conversation, hemming and hawing and you're certain there's a better chance the book is misplaced than even the margins in the dust jacket having been read.

    Then there's the problem of book lending when someone has a large personal library. You're over at your friend's place and checking out his bookshelf. A nice title you always meant to read catches your eye and you make an innocent comment. The next thing you know, your friend is leaping out of her couch and blabbering on end the virtues of said book. The friend offers to lend it to you and you figure, "Sure, why not? Thanks!" This is how I ended up with Dawn Sample's hardbound copies of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. I have no idea what Ms. Sample (that's her last name, unless she got married) is up to these days and have completely lost contact with her. I feel horrible that I never returned her books. I feel worse that I saw all three LOTR movies (forced to, but still...) but haven't read the novels. I've borrowed and lent out a countless number of books with mixed results. Some found their way back to their original owner after many, many months. Some I've lent but don't know the book's whereabouts. Some were eventually returned to me unread.

    So I've devised a solution to encourage reading and responsible lending. First of all, I'm never buying anyone a book as a gift unless the person requests it. Yes, the book is awesome but if the friend could not care less, it's pointless. If ever I make a book recommendation and have one to lend out, I'm collecting a deposit for half the book's manufacture suggested retail price and then return the deposit when the book is returned. The reason is two-fold: it will increase the chances of the book being read because now it's really an actual investment and it will even ensure the timely return of the book once the person is finished. (cue music: "Baby I got your money, don't your worry, say hey! Baby I got your money, don't you worry, say hey! Baby I got your money...)"

    All this to state that I have a few novels lined up to read as the summer winds down. Some fiction, some non-fiction. Some page-turners, some political. Also, I have yet to try my book lending strategy but I think it can catch on. And the next time a book exchanges hands with me, I can confidently state it's truly in the books.

Saturday, 01 January 2011

  • Is this thing on?

    Ah, Xanga, how I have missed you!

    I am so glad that 2010 is behind me. The first half of 2010 was too similar to 2009. But something changed in the middle and I'm eternally grateful; the second half of 2010 was exceptional. And so I'm hoping the entire 2011 will be a lot like the second half of 2010, only better.

    In high school, over morning announcements, members of the student council would always sign off with this little catch-phrase: "Make it a great day, or not, the choice is yours." Little did they know at the time that they were indoctrinating the entire student body to become little libertarians.

    But truly, best effort and optimism is something I can control. That's all on me.

    So in 2011, I will put in maximum effort in all my endeavors and keep shaking the tree until the coconuts fall.

    I'll recycle a few resolutions from 2010 and re-attempt a few of the ones I failed at in 2010.

    5,000 pull-ups, 300 flosses. Add to that, running a 5K every week.

    Will this be the year where I finally finish reading every last corner of the bible? Yes. In addition to that, I'm doing the New Testament again. And a book (fiction or non-fiction) a month.

    I'm losing hair and I'm not getting any younger. I wish I can have a redo of the last ten years.

    But I realize I have something better. Lord willing, I've got the next ten years ahead of me. It's up to me to make it count, as I trust in God and keep an open heart, an open hand in following God's plans.

    Auld Lang Syne. We've made it to the year of our Lord, two thousand and eleven. Oh, the places [we'll] go.

Monday, 27 September 2010

  • Long Live the Great "American" Songbook

    So today on my day off, I took 136 pennies, 61 nickels and 36 dimes to Coinstar and redeemed it for an Amazon.com gift card (code). Redeeming loose change for a gift card (Starbucks is an option also) is one way to avoid that horrific coin-counting fee of 9.8%, basically a dime for every dollar counted. Of course, the dirty secret of the gift card industry is with the average gift card, something like only eighty cents on the dollar is ever redeemed.

    Anyhow, freshly armed with $8.01 in Amazon.com credit, I bought Nikki Yanofsky's self-titled album as a digital download for $7.99.

    First Michael Buble, now young Nikki Yanofsky. It's telling and somewhat a sad state of affairs that the renaissance of the Great American Songbook is led by products from beyond our northern border, Canada. But they're the torch-bearers for Standards that other American artists have simply failed to carry on.

    Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Flo Rida, Eminem. Are you kidding me?! Trash. Here's a sample from Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream:"

    Let you put your hands on me

    In my skin-tight jeans
    Be your teenage dream tonight

    Gee, such a big mystery why we've got sexually active teens and the never going away problem of teenage pregnancy. Okay, it aint just the music, I get that. (Oversimplification, much?) But there was a time where we didn't have rampant irresponsible breeding, illegitimate children, children raising children. Why was that? When was that? As Chris Rock once opined, "if a kid is calling his grand-mama, 'mom' and his actual mom, 'Pam,' that kid's going to jail."

    Look at the top downloaded tracks on iTunes and you'll see the brand of music which can only lead, but not elevate, our youth. Where it leads is up for plenty of debate. (I contend, off a cliff.) These talentless hacks that call themselves today's musicians simply cater to the least common denominator.

    Give me the musicality, instrumentation, artistry and story-telling of Standards any day. Keeping Standards alive is important because it's the battle for the soul of the next generation, lost by a world of "Jersey Shore" and MTV. It's a reminder of an era where musicianship mattered, where musical talent meant you can play an instrument or sing well with respect to pitch and phrasing. You had to be talented to achieve fame, not just have fame handed to you for doing something as banal as going to the gym, then getting a tan and then doing your own laundry. It was an era where having some measure of class and self-respect was actually valued.

    Anyhow, just my 2 cents.

    (It is, after all, what I have left over to go toward my next purchase).

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