we are the egg men...i am the walrus!! koo koo ka choo!

[this one's for john! we were born on the same day for a reason brother.
i truly believe it. "You may say I'm a dreamer. Well I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one!" Thank you
for inspiring me Mr. Lennon.....]

i just can't keep going on like this anymore. i just can't do it. I can
no longer give people a humorous laugh for the sake of laughing when it
just isn't funny. I'm sorry...it's just gonna have to be like this from
now on. And people that do know me...I already laugh at anything...but
like 10 minutes ago, I had to laugh at people trying to push jokes unto me
that weren't funny. and the reason for my "OH I'll just humor you" laugh
was the fact that they're my superiors. now i don't mind it....cause i'm
sure everyone does the same thing...AND you know you do! don't lie!
however, i always go through that afterthought where i sit at my desk and
think "geez...what just happened?" it replays in my mind but in fast
forward, quickly going over dialogue that might've been intriguing and
interestingly enough to record, otherwise erased to have space for more
important/interesting dialogue. Mind of a "writer" i guess. don't talk to
me if you don't want to get recorded...i remember a lot of a random shiet.
Going back to the laughter - is it rude to just stare and say, "can you
stop pushing that joke?" Don't get me wrong...i've already done this in
the past but with friends who i'm allowed to say it to. so my question is
if its rude to say it to mild acquaintances or strangers.
well....hhmmmm....you shouldn't care about strangers unless you think
you're gonna move them unto the mild acquaintance level. so i guess it's
just about the people that you sorta know but not really. why would it
care? cause maybe some of us are on this quest to be the "perfect" person
and not have any enemies, only to hopefully be concluded as one of the
"popular" people. are we really just hunting to have more people give us
christmas presents...or a very morbid thought....more people to attend our
funeral? interesting, no? SO PLEASE....PLEASE.....just don't tell me dumb
jokes people. i will stare at you and say, "did you want to go to my
funeral? cause with a joke like that....you're so uninvited!"

that's another thought! can i start inviting people to my funeral? i
mean...in a way...it IS MY PARTY! i should be able to invite who i want
and who i don't want. i don't want people there for the sake of "well, it
looks good cause we were best friends in 4th grade." gimmie a break! i'm
starting to write my guest list up now....

email me if you want to be invited! i'll consider it...haha!

nothings gonna change my world....nothings gonna change my world (Across the Universe)

"will i lose my dignity? will someone care? will i wake tomorrow from
this nightmare?" - go watch Rent cause I liked it. that should be good
enough a reason. (sorry....don't feel like doing my usual cinematic bla
bla on it. just trust me if you like modern day musicals.)

it's frickin frigid in the windy city. we've been in single digit weather
for the past week. i have to sit in my car for at least 10 minutes for it
to warm up. you'd think 10 minutes is nothing, but 10 minutes in a
freezing car w/out playing music and sitting in the dark, shaking, while
trying to think how eskimos do it -- WELL, that's just too long in my
lifespan and impatience creeps it's nasty little head into my mind - "Come
on buddy....just go....the car will warm up as your driving." BUT I fight
back - "Impatience, why do you always make me rush things?! warming up the
car will defeat the purpose if i just go and warm it up as i drive. I'm
warming up my car to help maintain a well running machine as old as my car
is. Besides ....what's the hurry? The nudey bar closes at 2." HAHA!

This just made me think of an idea. IF you had to name yourself a word
that described you....but it became your actual name (i.e. the name
Impatience alla my last dialogue conversation from the previous paragraph),
what would you name yourself? Love? Constance? Nervous B.? (B. standing
for Breakdown.) or maybe even a position that stereotypically fits you.
Frat boy? Runner? Worker? i think i would name myself "Taken for
Granted." and NO...this isn't my pity cry...you frickin selfish pricks!
all i'm sayin is that i easily get taken granted for cause i like to do
things for people and yes, i go further than needed if possible. i just
like to make people smile and laugh...but i mean, i'm not like this guy who
wants to be in the medical field or something where i'm ALWAYS helping
people. i just like to help people in my own little way. whatever....i'm
done with this thought.

my neck hurts.

it's cold.

i'm tired (probably due to seasonal depression and present emotional
scarring).

this happened once before, when i came thru your door...No Reply....

sometimes it's just scary what ability i have at work. SO...i work in the
contractual department. obviously i deal with authorized signatures and at
times deal with the financial department of the company. from learning the
ins and outs of such programs as adobe acrobat, microsoft word, and randumb
engineering programs (for drawings and design), i've actually taught myself
to pull signatures off of documents and implement them unto other
documents. sorta like a forge...but not really. i don't use it to my
advantage cause honestly, there's nothing i can take advantage of....i
don't have access to anything like checks and stuff....BUT imagine the
possibilities of my powers. just imagine.....

are you imagining???

no?? WELL THEN IMAGINE, DAMN IT!

okay....enough imagining!

i can't tell what the hell is goin on outside right now. it's like sleet
or rain or hail or something. it's mixed with snow, but it's coming down
really fast and hard like. HA...sounds like a party at studio 54 (...mixed
w/snow....coming down hard and fast....get it? get it?). whatever is goin
on outside...at least it's keeping me amused.
19 more days till christmas. i will take flight (afternoon delight) to the
garden state. there, i will mix conversational indulgences with the likes
of former best friends, former roommates, former crushes, former cigerette
break buddies, former formers, and yes...family too. i'm excited. i'd
like to see what's goin on in the minds of people who i've studied since
high school and college days. it should be interesting.
AH...yes...."interesting." how that word makes people think "what's so
interesting? and what are you talking about?"

FIVE GOLDEN RINGS!!!!!!!

mother nature's son....all day long, i'm sitting singing songs for everyone...

uh...yeah....a couple of hours later -- still snowing! uh....is it gonna
stop?? this is pretty bad dude...are we in the middle of a blizzard? snow
day tomorrow??? AWESOME!

Hey Jude - don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better....

you ever walk around depressed, looking at other people and thinking, "that
person must have it so easy?" and then when you actually think about it,
you're really not that bad off....things might be half empty in the glass
right now, but it's because you're looking at it like that. people always
have a little something that's gotta make them feel happy. something to
help push out the bad things. for me, it's talking about obscure crap,
trying to make people laugh, and listening to beatles songs in my head, and
gawking at pretty chicks, and acting seriously goofy when no one is around,
and being able to go run. i'm sure there are other things....OH...and
WRITE! geezuz frickin christmas-- how can i forget about my baby? - the
mighty P-E-N and his buddy the P-A-D. i'm nowhere without writing and
jotting down completely randumb crap (...hhmmm...just like a blog).

the weather outside is frightful. no literally...it's frightfully snowing
like crazy outside. it's pretty though. however, pretty scenery always
makes me feel lonely cause it's like you want to share it with someone.
(mental note: stop being so frickin depressing when trying to make people
laugh through writing elements known as blog posts....end scene.)

Mooooooving randumbly along - mmm...i loves me spicy hot v8. it's like
cold chef boy r dee in the morning. but spicy. and then when you get
string cheese...it's really like spaghetti or ravioli in your mouth. was
that sick thinking? sorry, if you don't like v8. i accidentally fell into
liking it when i was on a wierd binge of not eating and only drinking
fluids for a week. fluids and cigerettes for one week with no food is
pretty rough. why would you do crap like that? for me...everything
always, always involves the weakness of all man (unless you're
gay)....women. how do you think i started smoking cigerettes? (and then
it took another chick to get me to stop!)

christmas shopping online rules! delivery and wrapping fees suck.

i will now bury myself in work and not think about anything else for the
rest of the day.

HEY -- leave me a comment, people out there! make me feel loved....

OH DARLIN! if you leave me, i'll never make it alone...

Are there really bed bugs? Cause for some reason, I have a bite on my leg.
It looks like a mesquito bite, but I'm pretty sure there aren't that many
mesquitos around in Chicago this time of year. I mean...maybe they've
migrated indoors, but as far as I know, i haven't seen any mesquitos flying
around. so, i'm pretty certain its bed bugs. WATCH OUT! (there's also a
monster in your closet, so look out for him too!)

randumbly speaking - there's always that specific time during my work day
when i get super sleepy. i can't figure it out. i've even tried to
prepare for it by going into the file room and doing some work that needs
for me to be on my feet....but nope, i still get sleepy at the same time
everyday during work. it's usually around 2 o'clock. it's pretty wierd
cause when i was on a little stint where i was sleeping really really late
at night (for a work nite alla school nite), my sleepy time got pushed to
around 4 o'clock. so i would be energetic throughout the whole day, but
then get really sleepy the last hour of work. however, i'm back to 2 pm
sleepyness. it's reminds me of college lectures -- when i would fall
asleep for like 30 seconds during a lecture and suddenly feel refreshed
when i shook myself awake, realizing i had fallen asleep. (OR, i just go
to the bathroom and take a 15 minute nap in a stall....no biggie). HEY -
i'm a good hard worker...i just get sleepy like anyone else. don't shoot
me for needing to rest my body for 20 minutes.

even wierder - i don't get sleepy on weekends. just here at work. that's
it.

moving right along -- does Axe or Old Spice really work like in the
commercials? i use Axe deodorant, but it's not like i'm getting anymore
tail or anything. i mean...sure chicks check out "the jude" but come on
now...i'm just naturally flirtateous....HAHA! psyche! really though -- do
any girls get aromatically aroused by these products that advertise them to
be artificial pheromones? just wanted to know cause i was tempted to buy
old spice body wash the other day, but only cause i was thinking, "would
this get me more tail?" BUT then again...i'm always thinking of that
question....

remember gang -- you can be a winner at the game of Life, cause reading is
fundamental, and the more you know the more you'll grow. peace, love, and
recycle....b*tches!

sexy sadie, what have you done? you made a fool of everyone!

random scene in my head:

she says: "So i see you're still writing...."

he says: "wouldn't give it up for the world. things have tried to stop me
but i gotta keep doing what hasn't betrayed me."

she says: "i never betrayed you. i moved on when i thought everything was
over."

he says: "no, you ran away when everything felt comfortable. you got
scared."

she says: "i'm not as strong as you. when i get too close to someone, i
get scared because i don't know what to do."

he says: "there isn't a handbook that says that you have 'to do things' in
a relationship. you take risks in life to experience new adventures, but
that doesn't mean that you can't experience these new things with someone
you love. that's the true test in a relationship. to see how far you can
keep going with that person. to try new things together...."

(this is where i turn it into a porn....)

she says: "speaking of trying new things, i just bought these beads...."

(WAIT...that was too easy....let's turn it into laguana beach....)

he says: [giggles] "sorry...you're just too pretty. i just wanted to say
that."

she says: "what are you looking at? stop looking at me like that!"
[girly giggle and light slap on shoulder]

he says: "i just think you're so cool and (pause)....i dunno...that's it."
[looks away and gazes on the ground, while making small eye contact here
and there]

she says: "come on. let's go." [she holds her hand out and takes him to
her hot tub."

(WAIT! sorry...this can totally turn into porn also. i'm done with this
scene.)

FADE OUT.

(aren't you glad i'm a writer? and just when you thought i wasn't
listening to every word you people say. SO, sure...yes...you are in my
movie. you just don't know who it is that's playing you.
bwooohahahahha!!)

so i sing the song of love for juuuuulia

i officially hate sundays. at one time in my life, i didn't mind it
because i would not do a damn thing and people knew not to bother me on
sundays cause i was completely useless. it would be this invisible rule to
not bother jay on sundays. but of recent, with personal projects being
very important to keep consistant work up to date, i need to use my
weekends to full advantage. however, the last couple of weekends have made
me feel depressed on sunday. i would wake up later in the afternoon,
trying to sleep away any form of drunkiness from the night before and
possibly try to "catch up" on missed sleep throughout the week. then i
would lay in bed, wondering if i should do work or not and trying to
convince myself that watching a movie is doing "work" also cause i have to
study documentary formats. although it isn't completely false, it is a
scapegoat from doing something more productive.

GAWD -- don't you hate that! when you know you're doing something wrong
and you know what's wrong about it...but you're still doing it. goes with
alot of crap in life -- "i need to workout more." "i need to eat more
healthy." "just go up to her and say hello." "stay away from her, she's
bad news."

not to get away from the topic at hand (which i've very good at doing),
sundays are days when i wish i could lay in bed with someone, keeping warm
and watching good movies, while getting up every now and then to cook a
good meal in between our laziness. however, it's turned into a day when i
fight a mental battle to try to be more productive because i won't get
anywhere with my dream of making movies if i don't.

i feel like i'm waiting for something exciting to happen. i hate that
feeling cause i've felt it before and when something good would happen, i
didn't know it cause the hype in my head was too great in waiting. over
this past weekend, someone asked me if i was still writing sketches.
sadly, i'm not. but i will have to for the sake of my asian american show.
i have already brainstormed and there's so much i want to do, but i think i
might be scared. not scared to write, but scared to meet expectation.
people who know me, know that i can create greatness and i believe in
myself to create greatness as well....however, this is a show that i'm
gonna do all by myself. this is going to be my baby and i don't want
anything but perfection for it. this is also going to be my true test to
see where i stand in terms of writing. i haven't showcased my own personal
works since Sex, Lies, and Asparagus - 2 years ago. and that was only 2
sketches.

however, i have things up my sleeve for this show. i think i know how to
rock it already. it's all a matter of getting it on paper. how the hell
do i balance daytime work, documentary, gym, and writing with personal life
and the search for happiness? don't ask me...but i'm somehow still doing
it. one of those things are gonna give and i hope it isn't the gym cause i
feel good about the way i look. and it can NEVER be writing cause
well...it just can't. and my documentary can NOT end cause it's already
begun. i have to finish now! as always -- i need more time!

i hate sundays!

Ohhhhh! Dirty maggie may, you have taken her away....

mental note: A. never throw around your red pen when you're wearing a
white shirt. B. don't think altoids have some kind of oxide in it to get
red ink out of shirts. C. don't use a damp brown napkin from corner
bakery to scrup a red ink mark out of your shirt. D. be physically apt to
have one arm up in the air at all times to cover up a pen mark when talking
to someone.

the end.

speaking words of wisdom, Let It Be....

p.s. (PRE-script): i'm still continuing to name my posts after the first
Beatles song that I think of once i have to write a title for a post.

new pet peeve: i hate when you cover for someone at work, then a superior
brings work that the "missing person" usually does to which you have no
knowledge of knowing how to do. puts you in a bind, makes you look
entirely incompetant, and the only way out is to be able to be a good
orator. thank god i'm that AND funny with a cute to play with (...GAWD,
you're extremely conceeded!). no - really though....people should be more
confident in situations like this. this is why -- that superior that gave
you the work, i'd say at least 7 outta 10 bosses don't know what/how to do
the things you do. the exception to the rule is if they made their way to
the top by going through what you do....but in the administrative business
world -- secretaries and "copy boys" and doc aids and "right hand men" just
do what needs to get done by any means necessary. as long as it's neat,
clean, with no complaints afterwards. THEREFORE, you can work your way
around the administrative track if you're a good orator that looks
intelligent/cute AND you can back up your talk every now and then. BUT
like i said in a previous post -- i actually DO work at work. i don't like
to use this tactic unless i have to.

smartest line in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: when Professor
Dumbledore was talking to Harry about the things that he'll start to face
in life: "You can either do the right thing or do what is easy." OH -- so
damn smart! think about it! even in the world of computers when things
are getting more technologically advanced to make things easier...if you
don't know the backbones of it and HOW it works, then you'll get screwed
when it breaks down. If you go through the trouble of reading instruction
manuals and knowing devices in and out, you took the difficult route (NOT
EASY) and did the right thing cause you'll more likely be less screwed if
something were to happen. That's just one example. but that quote works
in so many ways. Please learn to take meanings out of movies -- it makes
life more insightful!

randumb thought: you think people that have warts on their hands actually
have genital warts and got warts on their hands because they suffer from
chronic masturbation? not far fetched if you ask me!

thanksgiving randumbness: even as far back as social studies in 5th grade,
i've always accepted this holiday to be another reason to eat alot and get
drunk. that's what the pilgrims and the indians did. [enter dramatic
music with gong to set the scene] in a deep movie trailer voice: When the
worlds of man and earth combine together to celebrate a moment of
unity...there is ONLY ONE REASON! A battle of gobble vs. fork. What can
people do to save a country from interior mass destruction?! They call a
legend. Academy Award winning actor, Russell Crowe, plays John Smith.
"Hold it right there brown man! Nobody passes without food in their hand!"
Academy Award nominee Ken Watanabe as Chief Wigwam, "oook ah towee ba! You
intrude on mother soil. Give me drink of drunk!" A holiday event directed
by Oliver Stone. [GONG!] "T-GIVING: THE FIGHT FOR WHITE MEAT!" [Fade to
black. GONG!]

i love having a movie imagination....

happy thanksgiving b*tches -- it's a celebration!

I WILLLLLLLLLL

today is the GOBLET OF FIRE! or..."Harry Potter Gets Easily Arroused: the
Broomstick Story." I actually like the Harry Potter films and books. I've
only read up to the third book, but have the 4th book waiting by my bed for
me to read when I have the chance (....i haven't had a chance since i
bought it 5 months ago). I have like 4 books that I need to read in my
room. 4 movies that i need to watch in my room. Right now, the movies
are: Rope (which i've seen before, but i vowed to rewatch it...and now
that i own it...i haven't watched it), the Scorsese film with Harvey
Keitel....can't put my finger on the title, Old Boy, and Born in Brothels
-- the oscar winning documentary. All the documentaries i've been watching
have been very interesting and have all these different takes on the
subject matter at hand. It's slowly meshing up ideas on what I want to
write up as a voice-over narration for "That Asian Thing." Ready to make
y'all laugh, cry, and think....b*tches.

In other news - I've become more lax at work recently. I think it's
because they've accepted how young I am and now we're all joking with each
other. When it comes to jokes, I come all over their faces! uh...i
mean...i just "tickle their balls" (reference to previous post about this
saying).

Tangently -- people are starting to get sick. cover your mouths y'all!
it's courtesy for the sick and the unsick to cover your mouths (you sar
infected, malnutritioned, throat clearing, snot snorting, drinking cold
things when you should drink room temperature things, really, really, sick
person!)

randumbly -- isn't diet mountain dew code red just fruit punch? taste like
it.

we have a company christmas party coming up during the first week of
december. i'm not sure if i want to go or not. i've actually grown closer
with this group that i'm working with now than any other group since i've
been with this company (about 3 or 4 years). it might be quite possible
for me to show my face. i think a big thing for me is because i work with
the "big boys" now. interestingly enough -- when i use to work with just
regular administrative people, they use to say that they didn't know their
project boss very well. now, i'm in the midst of all these project bosses
and they're just regular people too. actually, some of them are pretty
cool (in that old person kind of way) OR....OR...OR....i'm becoming old
myself and starting to understand what they like as i morph into "that old
guy." -- uh....yeah, right....NOT! totally a kid still. hollla!!

Her majesty's a pretty nice girl but she doesn't have a lot to say

i'm a planner. i'm an initiator. i like to start things up for the sake
of peoples' interest and beings of good times. i like doing it, HOWEVER i
do get tired. i do get worn out. i do get weary. What i thrive off of is
appreciation or equal gesture. i'm a writer. i observe human behavior. i
pick up pretty quickly on the characteristics of people and understand the
good and bad qualities of each person. you may think you have a good
understanding too, but i have it down to detail where it is broken down by
questions of particular hand movements or seat adjustments. i even analyze
voice tones and posture. there are the little things that are understood
to be routine, however there is meaning behind it. WITH THIS, i know who
takes full advantage of my initiation. i know if i'm taken for granted for
the good things that i do. to some, they deserve it (the gift of giving)
because he/she has given back to me in someway. to others, they don't
deserve it because they're ASSUMING and they just understand it to be a
"jay thing" when in fact, it's actually an "everybody thing." for me, when
you jump into the cast of invitees, a helping hand is always a good gesture
-- but remember -- 1.) it's a HELPING hand, which means that you're
SUPPORTING where support is needed and 2.) never assume. don't take things
or people for granted, especially if its good gesture. now i don't go
LOOKING for people to get me back cause i know it doesn't always happen. i
like to set things up so everyone can have a good time and have something
to do. all i'm saying is that it can get tiresome to keep on going when
you don't get good feedback. you need a motivator. that's why people have
a muse, a girlfriend/wife, a fan club, a manager, or a family that knows
how to express feelings. even for my documentary, whenever i get a survey
back that says "good luck" or "this is something that needed to be done" or
"this is cool man" ...it makes me feel like i want to do more. i'm
actually reaching out to someone with something that i enjoy doing (unlike
being a doctor or a wedding planner or a priest). what if someone were to
plan something where i didn't give ANY help and it went smoothly and i
didn't have to worry about "who's driving?" or "who's going?" or "how
should we get there?" or "what time are we leaving?" someone would tell me
-- be ready at 7 pm to go here, bla bla will pick us up, bla bla will meet
us there, and then we can go to bla bla afterwards. as cool as that would
be....wierdly enough, i betcha i couldn't handle not having my hand
somewhere in there to help plan.

maybe this is some unknown condition. give-alot-without-getting-back-itis.
whatever. shut up jay....just do your thing.

i just want to run and sleep now.

imma be in jersey for christmas if you're interested.

If I fell.....

Everyone always seems to be in slow motion on Mondays. It's sorta funny
cause if you mess up or do something dumb, you can always say,
"Ugh...sorry....Monday." And then people just nod, giggle, and agree. The
opposite rings true for Fridays. You're more upbeat and seem to slack off
just a little bit more. SO, when you go out to eat for lunch and you're
with coworkers....there's always that one coworker that says, "We gotta get
back in like 10 minutes man." You're allowed to say, "Take it easy....it's
Friday. We got time...." And then everyone nods, giggles, and agrees. I
don't know where during this time, everyone turns into a small, asian
school girl -- but if that's what nodding, giggling, and agreeing looks
like, then call these people Soon Yi, cause that's how they react!

I'm mentally confused and depressed of late. I'd rather not say why, but
rather say how lop sided my emotions have been. I'll lay in bed restless,
thinking of too much stuff and not wanting to sleep. I'm obsessed with
trying to figure out what went wrong and how I might've been the root of
the problem, when I know in my head that I wasn't really at fault. I use
work to cover up the way I feel and I'd rather be eating than exercising.
Old habits that I got rid of are slowing creeping their way back into my
routine when they shouldn't. Showers make me feel better. My humor is at
a low and writing funny stuff...well, isn't really funny. I don't show how
I really feel because no one should have to say, "I'm sorry" to me and I'm
always a person that would rather make someone smile than bring up serious
issues to the table. My mentality is still strong though, but I'm in the
midst of needing to pep talk myself before moving forward. Pep talks to
yourself are actually very supportive if you ever need motivation. You
really have to be good at it though and know yourself as a person. I know
that if I talk a minute to say the goods and bads of doing something, then
I believe my ability to do it or not. In most cases, I can do whatever the
hell I wanna do and I should NOT be scared of anything. It's a matter of
accepting and envisioning the realistic outcome of it. Again, in most
cases, I pretty much verify to myself that this is a "life experience" and
pondering the past instead of accepting it for what it is, won't get you
anywhere. In other words -- LIVE LIFE! Things that hurt, things that are
suppose to be sad, things that make you mad....it'll happen...welcome it
but realize why you feel the way you do. accept it and take it for what
its worth (also questioning if it's worth it or not). But no matter what,
we can only move forward in order to gain more experience and gawd help me
when I say that I don't regret anything that I've ever done.

well....that was a written pep talk if i've ever seen one...i hope it
worked for you in some way as well. I know people are out there, reading
up on me. seeing what that jonald jude j. boy is up to. i don't mind
it...but whoever is out there, i hope you're doing well and things are mr.
brightside. if they aren't ....take life by the horns and make it so.
that's all you can do or else sulk in depression that doesn't make you move
forward...making you stuck. in the words of Cher in Moostruck -- "SNAP OUT
OF IT!"

that's that.

across the universe

i just had a raisin bran muffin from corner bakery. first off, i love
corner bakery. i think it rocks as far as breakfast is concerned.
(however, it never compares to clark's breakfast 3 o'clock in the morning,
drunk off your ass and trying to keep your head up so that the room stops
spinning). the bran muffin was rough to get through. it's not that it was
bad -- it was pretty good, but i'm just not a fan. "Why'd you get it then,
you idiot?!" WELL, i've been eating Hooters for the past 3 nights and that
DEFINITELY is NOT healthy. the dude that filmed SuperSize me, should do
"Let me Eat your Hooters." He would die by the end of the month....for
sure. i'm a pretty healthy eater....i mean, yes, i eat crap....but
throughout the week, i eat pretty well during breakfast and lunch. i run
throughout the week too. this week though, i wasn't able to run too much
and my friends/cousins went out for a birthday at Hooters. We had a lot
leftover and free food is free food -- take it home! we have a lot of
wings at home, which i enjoy, BUT to eat it 3 nights in a row and to not
run. i seriously felt my arteries clogging up last night. i woke up
feeling bla and lazy. that's not good. i've been sleeping late at night
as it is....so, i can't do this. THEREFORE, bran muffin this morning to
try to cleanse things out. AND last night i went to sleep at 9:30 pm!!
can you believe it?? AWESOME! i feel pretty fresh today. BUT (a lot of
these around my posts), i woke up at 3:30 a.m. and was restless for about
an hour before i could really fall asleep again. that's about 6 hours --
my usual amount of sleeping time lately. so that makes sense.

Sleep --> during my 2nd half of sleep from about 5'ish to 6:30'ish i had
some random ass dream but i woke up from it real quick and caught myself
laughing. have you ever done that? caught your body doing something that
you didn't initialize. it was frickin wierd. i woke up laughing and then
i stopped and told myself in my head that i'm a frickin lunatic! (i
already know this though....so it's not self depricating. i like being
insane actually. where do you think creativity derives from?) BUT it was
so wierd to catch myself doing something that i wasn't really in control
of.

it's only friday morning, but i already feel like all i want to do this
weekend is work on my documentary. watch-- after work, i'll want to go out
and drink myself to sleep. Ggggeeeeeeeez -- can we be a little productive
this weekend?! PLEASE!

Don't Let Me Down!

JARHEAD - this was a really good movie. Better than Road to Perdition (Sam
Mendes' last film). Went along the same lines as American Beauty but
obviously different storyline. It took a closer look at what the troops
went through during Desert Storm and Shield. Now that I think about it,
the time span within the movie, actually felt like the timespan of the war
itself. I remember I was in 7th grade when this happened. Oh man....did I
just say that I remembered a war?? How old am I?? ANYHOO, this movie has
Jake Gyllenhal (from Donnie Darko, The Good Girl, and Proof -- all movies
that you should see), Jamie Foxx (Ray -- which I thought was
eh...okay.....NOT Academy Award winning -- sorry, no offense Mr.
Foxx...just didn't think it was your year), and Peter Sarsgaard (from
Kinsey and Garden State - 2 other ones that you should catch....not as
important though, but pretty good rents). There was a small stint by
Cooper (from American Beauty and Adaptation) but nothing to get crazy
about. This was based on a novel and used a lot of voice-overs to tell the
inner thoughts of the main character. That was used well because as a
screenwriter, you're taught to never use voice-overs unless it moves the
story forward -- in this case, it gave the viewer a way to get more indepth
with the main character. That makes good movies -- if you can grow an
attachment to the characters. Sam Mendes uses his classic styles of
silhouettes, vibrant colors through the use of light, and uses of slow
motion. One of my favorite moments in the movie is when they get bombed
for the first time since the announcement of entering Desert Storm and
Gyllenhal stands up, taking in the fact that they have just entered war.
Mind you, this is the first feel of enemy attack after waiting weeks of
doing nothing in the desert, growing anxiety and impatience, and being
completely bored with the constant training which felt utterly useless.
That scene goes into slow motion and Mendes does this close up on Jake
getting hit in the face with the grains of sand, using a voice-over to say
what is going on in his head, then fading out the sound of people yelling
at him, as he raises the sound of the sand hitting his face. Wow -- such a
good scene. Almost as good as Deniro's slow motion scene in Goodfellas
when he was about to kill Mory. And y'all thought some ghetto boy didn't
know cinema!! WH -WHAT?!?! Go see this movie - it won't change cinema but
that won't happen till I've completed my screenplay.

I also watched a good documentary this weekend, entitled - "My Architect."
It's about Lou Kahn - an architect that designed great buildings using
methods that were unique and against the grain of architectural "rules."
He designed the capital of Bengledesh, which many citizens consider him to
be famous for doing. You can truly see how much of a masterpiece it is
within the film -- but I'm sure it's only an 1/8th of the true beauty it
contains if you were to see it in person. Sort of how I grew up, always
seeing pictures of the Statue of Liberty in school and television - but
then seeing how huge and remarkable it is when you see it in person.
Unreal. However, Kahn's son - Nathaniel - is the writer/director of this
film and makes it even more insightful. He goes through his lifestyle -
interviewing people that were part of his life, both personally and
business oriented. Kahn was a workaholic, but also a nomad who traveled
all over the place. He went through 3 relationships with women, having
children with each. The only thing that I can tell you about this film
that would want to make you watch it is -- it's artistically inclined,
using a lot of great shots and good footage of the beauty of inanimant
objects. At first I thought, why would I want to watch a movie about an
architect...but when I watched it, it was just a really good film that was
greatly edited, directed, and written. One of the better documentaries
that I've seen of late.

and now.....i go .....

getting so much better all the time!

for some reason, i feel good about myself today! you ever feel like that?
haven't felt like this in awhile and it's only 10 a.m. , so i just hope it
lasts the whole day.

randumbly:

--you know when you're walking around the office and you go around corners
or out doors, obviously you have a chance of bumping into
someone...correct? does etiquette tell you that you must say, "excuse me?"
not necessarily, but it would be more polite in this harsh world we live
in. i mean...it's takes 2 seconds to say it out of your mouth and f*ck
principle...you're just being polite about possibly bumping into someone
when most people don't want to be bumped into. My thing is -- i say
"ooop...'scuse me. sorry...." and give a nice smirk, HOWEVER what i
receive in return is a blank stare like "of course it's your fault,
dumbass!" Where's the love man?? just return it back -- "oh no...excuse
me." and in my la la land of great people, it would actually be, "OH No,
no, no, no, no....Excuse me for i am in the presence of greatness. I
apologize for even possibly touching you in anyway and for my pennance, i
give you my extremely hot daughter as your sex slave." Uh....okay...so,
the people in my head talk like their from medieval times....and yes, they
trade extremely hot daughters as sex slaves.....WHATEVER!

--i like sitting up straight. and i like busting out as many cruches as i
can at the gym. however, sitting up straight after a couple of days of
crunches...not so good feeling. pretty soar and makes me want to sloutch.
and in turn, makes me look like i'm low on confidence...when in fact i'm
high in confidence. and that's what everyone needs a little bit more of,
eh?

--EPIPHANY moment. sometimes i hate these, but most times i like them. i
just had an idea at the copy machine a minute ago. (that's right...i did
some multi-tasking biotch!) i don't really have that many friends from
work...and it's not cause i'm not outgoing or shy...but it's because i
choose to not intertwine work with personal issues. however, i don't
really have anyone to b*tch too concerning my department or job. not that
i have many complaints...but it would be good to talk about it. there are
a good amount of young people at my job...but all doing different jobs, so
not too much intermingling unless you work in the same group. i don't work
with any young heads, except for one dude who's pretty chill. SO...is this
a dumb idea but why don't we have like a young person's club or something?
maybe not a club, but maybe like a get together at a bar after work on a
friday. it would be a good way to start off the weekend and to release
some work week steam. you could meet younger cats at your job as well as
hear what they think about things instead of having to be p.c. because they
wouldn't wanna get in trouble for speaking out of place. (....okay,
okay....so this is just another way to meet chicks. HEY! it's still a
good idea though....you gotta admit. a more comfortable place to work
makes productivity better.)

....and then he turned into a handsome prince. The End.

This Boy wants you back again....

Don't tell me you're not psyched to watch JARHEAD this weekend! Come
on...Sam Mendes hasn't been in the mix of the game since Road to Perdition
(Tom Hanks and Paul Newman). Perdition was a weak follow up to American
Beauty but then again, it wasn't Alan Ball. The Mendes style was still in
there though. I'm totally game to watch JARHEAD THIS FRIDAY!! i'll go by
myself if i have to. I'm also starting to dig Chris Cooper. haven't
really paid too much attention to him, but lately, he's been keepin up his
game. another person i'm starting to enjoy watching on the big screen -
laura linney. like i said last time i posted up her name -- ever since
tales of a city on pbs....she's been rockin it! AND another good actor and
another good reason to watch Jarhead -- jake gyllenhal. so cool man. this
is gonna skyrocket his stock being with jami foxx, chris cooper, and sam
mendes (3 academy award winners).

randumbly: these are things that i love during this time of year:

-- i can use my figidy hands to take out chap stick.

-- i can wear long johns and a couple of layers of shirts without needing a
jacket.

--fall leaves all over the ground to push around with your feet
(...uh...provided it didn't rain. cause that sucks.)

--hoodies are back. i can look like a thug but in reality, i'm just
staying warm.

--scullies make my bald head happy. i wear it in the house too cause it's
literally like my thinking cap.

moving right along -- there are more and more people in the gym now. they
can't play outside anymore, but now it's crowded at the gym during my
visiting hours. not a bad thing cause there are more hot chicks, but more
old naked guys in the locker room. and do you have to lift your leg up on
the bench when i'm sitting there?!?! AHEM....DUDE! EXCUSE ME, OLD BALLS!

i saw this documentary (ugh...again?!) two nights ago named "Girlhood."
it's follows the lives of these 2 girls who have been placed in juvenile
detention jail. one girl stabbed another girl to get in there (Shanae).
another girl was into drugs, running away, and all that bad'ish stuff
(Maggie or Margie....uh...i'm sure they don't call her by her real name in
the hood anyways -- probably something like Mommy or Girl or Momma
Sita....you know...all those names of affection). ANYWAYS, it was okay.
nothing fancy in terms of telling a crazy story or exposing somthing
absurdly crazy, which makes me think if my project is very thought
provoking. it's sorta blan and plain....so i have to start brainstorming
on ideas to make it more CRAZY and something that peope haven't seen.
don't worry...i'll think of something.

i'm tired....

paperback writer...PAPERBACK WRITER!

If you've been staying tuned, yesterday my cousin announced that he and his
girlfriend got engaged. now i've gone through people's engagements,
weddings, and the infamous bachleor parties....but not since my cousin's
wedding (Shine) in like '01 or '02, have i felt close to the person who's
in the big dance. SO, this should be awesome and i have no doubt that i'll
have some role to play in this production. even if it's just
program-hander- outer, i know they'll make me do something. but then
again, in my family "jay jay boy" does a lot of things. i personally don't
mind it though. i like helping out where i can and making things flow
easier. (congrats rock and lucille -- wedding day is payback for not
getting drunk at our birthday party.....booowhhahahahhahaa!!

my TMJ problems are making my neck very stiff and parts of my back soar.
annoying! but it's been like this for awhile now, so i'm getting use to
it. that's actually not a good thing to be comfortable with pain. then
pain wouldn't be pain and you wouldn't get that pain checked out by the
pain doctor to put the pain away. painfully true!

i was a lazy bumb yesterday even though i did laundry and watched another
documentary. like i've said at one time or another, watching movies is
still like homework to me. enjoyable, but still work in my mind. might
sound ridiculous, but this is how my mind works. i ask like a jillion
questions in my head as the film keeps on going. i watch corners of the
screen to catch obscure things and i look at shot angles to get a vivid
image in my head of where the cameraman is and how the set/scene is in
front of the camera. i listen to sound carefully, and i try to catch every
transition between scenes to see if the editor/director used a wipe, fade,
dissolve, or cut. i love films though. yes, i have said that films are
wierd but i won't admit to being too wierd for anyone to enjoy. i believe
everyone has different tastes and when something comes off as "wierd" in
movies -- sometimes its just a matter of not understanding what the auteur
is trying to say. SO, i hope my documentary can appeal to everyone and
their mother (and father, brothers, sister, aunt, etc...). i just want to
make a good film that people can comment on. that's all.....

that's all....

Don't Let Me Down!

Contrary to popular belief, I actually do a lot of work at work. It just
doesn't seem like it as much cause when you call me or email me, I'm pretty
lax and take my time. But fact to the matter is, I bust my butt to do as
much work as I can at an efficient quality. Faster than other workers
would be able to do it....and SO, i take that to my advantage and when i do
other things (talk on phone, email, blog, etc.) ...it's because i've done a
good amount of work thus far. this is my 2nd logic -- you know how many
people smoke cigerettes at my company? well...i'll tell you -- it's alot!
and everytime i go downstairs to get something at CVS, Corner Bakery, or
White Hen...i always see the same people outside. And as a prior smoker at
work (...i don't do it anymore cause i don't like to stink being around a
bunch of big wigs), i know the schedule. they go in the morning -- around
8:30 cause you figure you settle in and get your morning coffee...might as
well smoke if you got'em. then again at 10:30 for that mid-morning fix.
then obviously lunch which can consist of 2 or 3 cigerettes. then 2:30 for
that mid-afternoon fix. and finally right after work. THEN, you figure
with time to smoke (10 minutes) and time to wash up or get outside (let's
say 7 minutes) -- WELL, that's about 20 minutes per break with about 4 - 5
breaks...which adds up to over an hour! MY LOGIC IS -- since I don't
smoke, why can't I have the same luxury as a smoker? instead of smoke
breaks...i do email, blog, and random walking around breaks. hence the
contrary to popular belief -- i actually do a lot of work at work...you
just don't notice cause i accumulate all my "smoke breaks" into one. i
should just leave early and yell out, "smoke break...i'll be back on
monday!"

late last night, as i watched tv to put myself to sleep, i was watching
laguana beach. don't really watch it and don't know what's going on. but
that one chick who was bangin stephen and now jason or whatever...she's
like a slut and stuff. but in the words of every guy in my fraternity -
"i'd do her." BESIDES THIS, my point was -- they show those "new video"
clips during the credits and low and behold, i see the new My Chemical
Romance video. AGH! In case you don't know...these guys are pretty good,
pretty talented and matter a factly -- from my high school. The bass
player, Mike Way use to always come into my comic book store. (did i post
this before?) and the lead singer, Gerard Way (his bro) actually put out a
comic book but it totally flopped. Now that he's this big rock star...he's
gonna put out another comic and you know what -- i betcha it frickin sells.
I guess I just thought that I would be the first really famous dude from my
high school...but turns out someone beat me to it. whatever...now i just
want to be the famous dude in my graduating class. "Did you see Jonald's
movie -- That Asian Thing? It's like this documentary about Asian
Americans. Pretty funny but so smart. Now he's like the savior to all
Asian Americans. and i didn't notice in back when we were in high
school...but he's so frickin hot!" Don't worry -- this is what all the
ladies say....HA HA!

White Sox ticker tape parade today. I can probably see it from my window
at work. "Sweet home - Chicago!"

Next time you're in conversation this weekend. At any randumb moment, just
say "tickle the balls." you'll always get a laugh. works for guys and
girls. when they say, "what?" just repeat and say, "you haven't heard
that new lingo yet? it's like 'cool,' 'dope,' or 'sweet.'" It's sure to
catch on....tickle the balls!

getting better all the time

my TMJ frickin hurts like crazy today. i dunno what aggrevates it, but i
was reading up on it and stress is one of them. stress is like enemy
numero uno for your whole body. it never ceases to amaze me at how people
change when they're under an incredible amount of stress. it's like this
pressurized situation where any move is the wrong move and no matter what,
the intensity level is times 30 (....yes, times 30....i picked that number
cause it sounds like a lot, but not too much).

i' m gonna talk about That Asian Thing project personally. on the Asian
Thing blog, i like to keep it all business with thought provoking points of
view that i come across as i progress. however, i haven't really thrown in
too much of my feelings. and so, i'll do a bit of that right now. what's
been the most difficult since this project has started is getting crucial
interviews with the right people. i'm actually pretty psyched to sit down
with the Pacifics this sunday. however, i'm tryin to get some bigger names
like rev. jesse jackson, margaret cho, and apl.d.ap (from Black Eyed Peas).
But it's pretty rough to 1.)get in contact 2.)make my project sound
appealing to them 3.)not be able to pay them in anyway and 4.)get to
wherever they're at if they're not in chicago. I'm optomistic
though....i'm in the beginnings of this project and if i give up now, i'm
this naysaying little b*tch that should give up on any sort of dream to do
film. HOWEVER, that ain't me and i ain't goin out like that! THIS IS IT!
i've sent out numerous emails and i will prove to people that have no faith
of my powers. just gotta open doors with the jaws of life -- jiggy boy
styles!

i just need to vent a little. this cold weather is making me turn into a
werewolf. getting a little bit lazier with goin to the gym. staying up
way too late at night working on this project. but when i think about
it....the determinating factor is what makes me keep on going. i WANT this
to be the best damn documentary and stage production to shout louder than
all asian americans put together. time is so important when i think about
it too.

AH...before i leave -- note: the white sox are the world series champs.
unbelievable. the town is wierd and psyched to have baseball champs. but
not for nuttin...i think it would've been crazier if the cubbies won it.
there's way more cubs fans than sox fans. not that i've been to every nook
and cranny in chicago, but i do work downtown, which is the middle of the
windy metropolitan. i just see and hear more cubs fans. i'm sure there
are more sox fans now though....

halloween is coming soon. are you scared?

You know my name, look up the #!

i'm gonna start naming my blog entries after Beatles songs. whichever pops
into my head. that's what its gonna be. whether it references what i'm
writing or not...who cares. this is RANDUMB baby!

sometimes i think its wierd when someone in my cubicle refers a person to
me, but isn't speaking directly to me. like....i hear my name, but they're
not talking to me. it's like talking behind my back, but in my ear. at
most part, it's nothing bad...but when it has to deal with work or doing
more work....well, then that's always associated with bad.

Chicago White Sox are gonna win the world series?? really?? i've actually
been watching this series on the d.l. not completely indulged in it, but
my one stray eye watches the game when it looks like i'm holding
conversation. AH HA...and y'all just thought i had lazy eye. well i
don't....however, if you're reading this and you do...i'm sorry. it's
nothing to be ashamed of. one of my friends has lazy eye and he's seeing
someone about it. (obviously with his good eye only.) i mean...we all get
lazy...just some people more than others and you're so lazy that it effects
your eye. be okay with it, cause i'm okay with you. and together...we can
be okay. okay?! and the moral of this paragraph is -- GO SOX!! (i'm more
in it for the city than for the braggin rights. i WAS a yankees fan till
it got boring cause they kept on winning and everyone accused me of jumping
on the bandwagon. the only thing i root for now a days are: my
cousins/friends' vollyball team, my fantasy football players, me in bed
getting my groove on, and my company who pays me to root for them.
otherwise....i just stand in the back bopping my head to the same
ol'beat....).

I watched another documentary last night. Capturing the Friedmens. This
was waaaaay better than my previous documentary watch. It basically dealt
with how a family that seemed so tight and loving at one moment, broke down
when the father was arrested for child porn and molestation...AND THEN, the
son was his accomplice cause he was in on it too. first
off.....eeeewwwwwwww! second -- great detailed look at the city that they
grew up in, the insight of the family, and the investigation by the
documentary team. they had classic footage from the son, which made it
money from the get go. however, you still have to deal with the magic of
editing to tell your story. and that they did a good job of. i enjoyed
it, even though it was a sad tale. but most documentaries are. BUT NOT
That Asian Thing.....

REVIEW: Weather Underground

http://www.upstatefilms.org/weather/main.html

What a way to end my Sunday night -- I watched the documentary, Weather
Underground and was so deeply disturbed that I cringed every minute that I
watched this film. It's such a buzz kill because not only is it true, but
it took place during an era when the world was undergoing a revolution that
had to be met. The Weather Underground takes place during the 1970's and
it depicts the lives of the members known as the Weathermen (named after a
Bob Dylan song lyric). At first, they were associated with a political
party youth activist association, but then about 13 members took complete
lead and felt that their fighting words weren't doing jack. They needed a
higher plan of attack, which turned into violent rage against "the man" and
everything that he stood for. It was their shout at the government to get
the men out of vietnam and bring them back home. However, things got a
little out of hand after a crazy riot of a bum rush with protestors
throwing rocks and using sticks to demolish the streets of Chicago. It was
a revolt and a stand against the police/government. Bring our boys home!
However, for some reason, I just couldn't watch it without thinking,
"Man....that sucked...." I actually don't know what I would've done during
that time period. Would I too want to take action and stand up against the
government? If you think about it...the same thing is happening
today...isn't it? But there's no form of revolution -- I think everyone
agrees that no innocent people should get killed but then there are people
who can be confused -- yes, you want to stand next to your country, but is
this fight worth it? Have you been brain washed to attack anything/anyone
that resembles Saddam? I think back then, people were more open with
taking a stand and taking feelings out. I believe that we live in an
oppressed world now -- where people WANT to get along, but push all
feelings and comments in the pits of stomachs in order to stay p.c. or
accomodating to the masses. This could very well be my personal point of
view, but I don't think it's very far fetched. Maybe it's time for another
revolution. But not through the use of violence...rather through the use
of what everyone is already guilty of. And this my friends is
called.....REALITY TELEVISION!

emptying out the cell phone pics

today's entry is basically me emptying out pics from my phone. what i usally do is upload unto my yahoo photo album and save them for incriminating evidence when i need to use them. however, these pics are useless to me....JUST KIDDING! (...uh...not really...) Actually, upon these pics are some random moments during my summer season, since we're on the cusp of entering colder weather. so, in a way, this is my own personal cleansing to get out all the summer activity and get ready for the colder moments that are about to enter. bbbbrrrrrr....i can already see my breath (..oh snap...i should close me window and turn the air off since it's like 40 degrees here....it was an environmental experiment!). NOW for the explanation of these images. the majority of this ride comes from our day at the annual Naperville Ribfest. It was so much fun and such great eats. MMMMMM...RIBS!!! NONSTOP RIBS!! here are captions that i will write out but not tell you which one goes with which picture. that's the fun of it. connect them for yourself:

--"hmm...looks a little flat."
--"i'm frickin sexy, bitch!"
--"this is how you put the roller on and make things extremely yellow."
--"you wouldn't believe me if i told you i was wearing neon green sunglasses."
--"we are bag aliens. we have come to take over your planet."
--"errr...my head.....jus...won't...eerrr...go...up!"
--"BAMPH!"
--this is what happens to your muffler if you don't get your oil changed for over year....
--"i need to win that stuffed animal!"
--self-explanatory

AND now i'll leave you to gauk, stare, and perform your voodoo rituals on these pictures. thank you for your time.

I can remember...

-- doing a one-word email response to Wille every other day for about 2
months. we kept on going back and forth with one word responses. it was a
list of random and tangent relations.

-- going to the grease trucks with Frank 3:55 in the morning and only get
Fat Steve's cause they already turned the grill off. HOT SAUCE, ESPECIAL!!
"Hot and juicy, like wet p*ssy" is what Sammy always told me....

-- watching the Daily Show with Craig Kilborn at Wesley's house on summer
afternoons when we had nothing to do. We'd just sit there and chill.

-- always getting beat by woodbury everytime we played basketball.
GOD....i know i'm still better, but that height advantage killed me. we
played the mecca of all one-on-one bball games at Lou's house on a cold,
fall night. he wore a larry bird jersey (that barely fit him). we were
dead even and then he got up on me with 2 hook shots. unreal! he fell to
the ground from exhaustion, as you can see our breaths in the cold air.
when he stood back up, he sweat so much and had so much heat on him that
his jersey was etched on the cold ground of lou's driveway. it was a
really awesome time. (P.S. I SHOULD'VE WON ALL OUR GAMES!! I will still
play you anywhere and anytime, biotch!)

tangent...here and there

uh....not really cool when you're in the men's room and the guy in the
stall has to constantly give out gasps of air, in relief of the "pain" that
he's going through. I mean...yeah, doin the #2 is relieving, but come on
dude....i don't wanna hear it every 5 seconds. (under breath)
"UUUghhh...oh yeah...oh god what did i eat?" "uuhh-ahhh....whoa...poopy
fresh..." UH...OKAY, STOP NOW!

please let us win the lotto! please let us win the lotto! please, please,
please!! if i win the lotto -- a. the movie is practically done. it's as
good as golden. b. masters degree and past education will be paid for.
dope. c. familia will get a share. d. new car. AND THAT'S IT. i
actually want to rest on my money for a little. no house. no moving to
hawaii or anything. i want to relax for a bit. and then make moves. and
then make investments. nothing rash man. that's how people lose money.
but of course, i will be eating my lunches at the nudey bar from now on
though....

documentary this, documentary that. check out the documentary site please!
answer my survey -- PLEASE!! http://www.that-asian-thing.blogspot.com

i will unload all my cell phone pics unto my blog later on this week. i
need to clear out some space mang....

tired....

I've been tired lately. I think it might be the change in weather. it's wierd how that really conducts the way our body acts. [on another note, i just saw albert pujols smash the crap outta the baseball in the houston-cards game - top o'da 9th.] which brings me to tangency - where did all these white sox fans appear from? weren't you a cubs fan like 2 or 3 years ago during the steve bartman era? MAN -- i can't believe that espn made one of those mini-documentaries about steve bartman and how he totally f*cked it all up for the cubs. not like beckett was a really awesome pitcher at that time or anything. UGH...enough about baseball...this is all i hear at work.

i now present a couple of pictures depicting my weekend. courtesy of my phone:



this is the random poster that hung over the urinal in the men's room at Martini Ranch where i downed like 12 shots and used vodka tonics as my chaser. starting at 9:30 p.m. -- i was down for the count by 1:30 a.m. My body ain't what it use to be. In college, I'd probably be good for another couple of shots and toke a lil' back at da batcave. But not at the big 2-7. Now, i need my sleepy time. weeeeeak!



This is the banner that looms over the ticketbooth of the Chicago International Film Festival. It's been awesome to watch a flick and do the q&a with the directors afterwards. So far 2 for 2 with questions to directors. i just get so intrigued and want to dip into their minds. the coolest question and answer was by the director of "Pale Eyes" (french flick). Someone was asking, "I just wanted to see if my interpretation..." and then the director stopped him cold and said, "You're right!" The director explained himself afterwards and said that people's interpretations of films are right no matter what. it's your own thoughts and movies are made to make viewers think. you create your own conclusions and that's what cool about it. sorta like when you read a book and see the image in your head and when you watch the movie adaptation, it just isn't as good. it's cause you interpreted it for yourself.

and that's that...

stuff

I wonder if the old people at my work get peeved when some young kid has
the power to make them do things (like look up files and stuff like that)??
I'm still pretty young myself, so if someone younger than me has me doing
something, i don't initially mind it cause i just f*ck around with them.
still do the work of course, but be able to talk to them in
youthful-out-of-work lingo. makes it more lax.

this documentary business is more rough than what people might think.
there's a lot of work involved in terms of setting up interviews, thinking
of camera equipment, capturing the right footage, doing massive research on
the topic. you would think that there's not that much about asian american
entertainment -- but dude, there's a crapload out there that make me think
that "who am i to try and be a savior to people that have already been
tryin to battle for so long??" and the only answer i can come up with
is...."I'M JONALD REYES BITCH! Maybe it was destined for me to be THAT
ONE!"

i run on about 5-6 hours of sleep due to all my writing projects and gym
visits. my life has been a time schedule where i actually always have
something that needs to be done and surprisingly enough, watching movies is
one of them. watching movies and listening to commentary is my school
(till i actually do go back to school to get my masters in screenwriting).
but this is how i learn what works and what doesn't work. its basically
more research. then there's the documentary. my websites that need to get
updated. and if i get bored, my screenplay is always on the backburner. i
got a lot on my plate, but i just gotta keep on doin it man...

chappelle show...lost forever?

I've been blog deprived. Sorry. I actually started up a new blog last
night, but am still gonna revamp it a little to make it hella cool for
school. if you must check it out --
http://www.that-asian-thing.blogspot.com . its the blog for "That Asian
Thing" documentary. i don't want to intercede thoughts from my own mind
with production notes that should go onto that blog. SO, i'm gonna talk
about me, me, me, me, and yes....ME!

i miss the dave chappelle show! i can only get so much of watching his
stand up dvd's (2), both seasons of chappelle show and commentary, and
half-baked. i'm not really messin around with his smaller roles of men in
tights or nutty professor (eddie murphy not jerry lee lewis...who the
french love like germans loving david hasselhoff and japanese loving john
stamos). But it really is too bad about Dave Chappelle. So this is my
take on the short run -- he got too big for himself to handle. There's
this artist complex where you're your own worst critic. There were already
sketches made for the 3rd season. I'm sure he would watch them over as
they were taping intros and just felt like this was all crap. ALSO, if you
listen to his commentary from the 1st and 2nd season, he overworked
himself. he and neil brennan worked 20 hour days. even people that
contributed sketches to them -- they would just take the initial idea and
write out the sketch themselves. and you know what -- it worked awesome
that way....but it also takes too much out of a person. then the whole
rick james, prince ordeal. the funniest sketches ever, but it's like, "how
the hell do i top that?" SO, i think it was an assortment of things, but
all in all, i think he wanted to do a kick ass show but not work as much as
he did AND when he thought about it...maybe it just didn't seem feasible.
but now he's back doing what he loves -- stand up. if anyone ever wanted
to get me the ultimate christmas or birthday gift -- dave chappelle
tickets! (or paul mccartney...but they have to be awesome seats for it to
be the ultimate gift).

why does it hit me harder than most folks? i dunno...i just thought his
humor was the most frickin smartest crap i've ever heard and watched in my
smart life. i study his technique man. i get indepth with the way he does
his comedy. sounds crazy...but this is how he became great himself -- he
followed in the footsteps of richard prior, george carlton, and paul
mooney.

DAVE -- call me up man...we have to do lunch again when you're in chicago!

the first step....

SO, research has been underway on "That Asian Thing." Had an interview with a couple of my friends and got a lot of good feedback. Gotta give props to my cousin, Weng, for stickin it out and jumpin on ship. Once this is all said and done, I'm takin it to every film festival known to man! no doubt! what i do need is a good editor?? anyone know someone i can work with??

moving along...

don't you hate it when...

-- people are idiots when it comes to walking. it's a crowded street, you're dodging people left and right with ease, but then there's always that one person who doesn't know how to walk and seem to go right into your path. HELLO?? don't you see me coming...move it, drunkin master!

-- conversation dies. when a group of your friends are all talking and then it comes to abrupt end. like no one says anything all of a sudden. it's sorta wierd. then someone says, "awkward silence" or something to that matter. everyone giggles like little school girls (...ahem...an asian stereotype!) and then some other form of random conversation slowly untwines...

-- you forget what you're about to say. you literally have something at the tip of your tongue, but you really do forget or it just doesn't come out when you get your chance to jump in. how does that happen? you thought about it a second ago...why couldn't you think of it now?

and now...uh....um....

That asian thing...

it hit me like a ton of bricks today. SO, over the weekend, i came up with
an idea to write up an all asian sketch comedy show with all
asian actors to perform. obviously i needed to do some research to back up
my writing and to gain better insight. presently i'm reading
"asian mytique" which not only entails the stereotypes of asians as a
whole, but also gives a feminine point of view (due to the author).
as i'm reading and writing up ideas for sketches, i've been starting to
think of more questions that i need answered.

I personally have never been discriminated in terms of specific asian
politics. i have been in situations of discrimination, but it was more
the fact that i generally was not white rather than being an asian in
specific. are we overlooked as a race sometimes? are we all just
accepted as chinese? SO...now i'm looking more into this....

I've thought of a new idea to add unto this idea already in process. why
just make a sketch comedy show? why not create a message for
the masses? i'm a future film maker of america...aren't i?? (last time i
checked, this is what i wanted.) so, let's follow in the footsteps of
Super-size me, Farenheit 911 and Bowling for Columbine. LET'S MAKE A
DOCUMENTARY!

and now the brainstorming has begun!

(things are turning in my head like crazy since i've thought of this....be
on the look out people. be on the look out!)

Swarmin' movie reviews

SO, this weekend marked another milestone in my personal timeline of life
-- i turned 27 years old yesterday. yowza! thereby
saying i have completed 27 full years and am now in the beginning to
complete my 28th year. sorta wierd when you think about it, but it's
right. however, instead of giving indepth detail as to what i did this
weekend, i'll give majority blog entry to movie reviews. personally, i
need
to get into a full habit of breaking down movies very intricately. gotta
practice and stay in this mode:

the first movie i'll talk about was actually a film i viewed at the Chicago
International Film Festival on Saturday night. it was an persian film
called "Border Cafe" and director/writer, Kambuzia Partovi, was at hand to
introduce it (since it was premiering at the festival and in the states).
the plot entails a strong woman (Reyhan) actually played by Partovi's wife
(which he revealed during the Q&A at the end of the movie),
who stands on her own two feet after the death of her husband. going with
the tradition of the country, Reyhand and her children were to be
"inherited" by her husband's brother -- to take care and look over the
family. instead, Reyhand refuses to move in with the brother-in-law and
carries on the cafe that her and her husband ran, which happens to be at
the border between countries. such a strong character written by
Partovi, who previously wrote childrens' literature, to expose to the
audience and to say that there are trying times in such a male dominant
country. basic camera work that relied more unto the screenplay itself. a
few gists of revelations when characters ponder unto mirrors,
however nothing too complex. a very straight forward film that has depth
in terms of family ties and human feelings. a good film to view for
a first time chicago international film festival goer (....well...that's my
opinion....i was actually tryin to get tickets to "the Squid and the
Whale").
i'd give it a 3 outta 5.

last night i watched "Kinsey" which coincidentally was the opening film for
last year's Chicago International Film Festival. Liam Neeson
plays Professor Kinsey who was well reknown to the world as the "sex
doctor." going against the grain during that specific time era of june
and ward cleaver, Kinsey dug deep into the human psychie to acknowledge
what makes men and women tick sexually. subverse into a
world of unknown sexual practices for people at that time, it was typically
taboo and completely hush hush making the topic raw, rude, and
improper. Kinsey, through determination and hard work w/ a research team,
still managed to produce 2 books (and in the movie, one of
them was a top seller). the movie lasts until he finally realizes that he
can't fight the fight any longer in trying to make people more sexually
secure. Neeson plays his role to a tee -- speaking in militant formality
like a man that is so into his job should be doing. Laura Linney is
becoming my new favorite actress. I spotted her long ago on PBS with Tales
of the City and didn't image her to be where she is now. She rocks!
This movie depicted a man's life and at times could have been a tighter
movie, but may have taken away the full life and moments that
makes the viewer grow indepth with him. The director had moments of
montage and transparent cris-crossing imagery that symbolized
moments of tremendous work or chaos. It worked well and it was very
innovative to see it within a movie. A very interesting topic to watch
about. i'd give it a 2 1/2 outta 5.

more to come....

Randumb Best Movies List EVER! huh? EVER!!

continuing on with Randumb101's Best Movie List EVER! (please check the
history of the blog to see the previous titles mentioned):

- Crash (2004) -- I believe Paul Haggis worked on this project before
Million Dollar Baby, but don't quote me on that. As far as the business
aspect of this film is concerned (and realizing that I'm in Chicago if
that makes a difference), this movie was not heavily advertised. the way i
took notice upon it was seeing a billboard advertisement while waiting for
the train after work. i did my usual fandango check-up on friday movie
releases, clicked on the movie, read about it and took interest. THEN, i
did more research -- checking imdb.com, and seeing if ebert had
anything to add. i was completely enthralled with watching this movie, but
since none of my friends really heard about it (...all they kept on saying
was..."oh, that movie with ludacris?"), i didn't watch it till later. NOW
GRANTED, i try to make my friends watch unknown flicks and sometimes i
hit and sometimes i miss....so if i mention something they're iffy about,
most of the time they won't do it. WELL -- this movie was a hit. (my last
movie
was a dud -- don't watch 2046 unless you want to kill 3 jillion hours).

CRASH has an ensemble cast with intertwining character storylines.
the basic plot structure is layed out with different plot lines for each
character connecting to each other (it would've been hella crazy if they
ended fellini style and made all the characters meet at the end...but
Haggis
used 'bookends,' whereby ending the story the same way he started it). the
dialogue is written in terms of saying what people are afraid to say
concerning race. this dramatic overtone still kept room for subtle humor
where applicable. names include matt dillon, don cheadle, jennifer
esposito, ryan phillipe, and even tony danza. such a well written film
that people tend to forget that Haggis directed this piece also. alot of
light
into camera shots which adds to the scene at hand, especially night
sequences. good use of arial views to create this metaphor that all these
stories are really little exchanges in our big world (better exemplified in
Kaufman's "Adaptation"). I'll just leave you with this. sorry for the
long comment
as it's still fresh in my mind.

- Do the Right Thing -- this is the seed that brought Crash to life. Spike
Lee's joint hit the same racial issues, but in different context. more
urban
with more artistic risks taken, this movie is the Crash of the early 90's.
starting off with this expressionistic dance piece (with fly girl
coordinator
Rosie Perez), vibrant colors and an array of different lightings for the
outside, made this film a poignaint contribution to black cinema. the
dialogue went along the same lines as Crash, whereas the characters spoke
out, saying what people were afraid to say (especially during that
time era).

sorry to only have 2 movies this time around, but i think it's getting a
little harder to think of movies that are worthy of being on the list.

Movies in my bedroom that are waiting for my viewing: Spike Lee's Malcolm
X, Gone with the Wind, and Hitchcock's Rope.

florist ordeal

you would never think it would be so damn difficult to send flowers
internationally. i've been trying all morning to send flowers to
the philippines cause my grandmother's birthday is on the same day as mine
(AND my grandfather's b'day is the day after...ain't that
totally ironic and coincidental?? no?? okay...WELL IT'S COOL FOR ME!).
but every florist place that i've called this morning needed the
phone # of the recipient, complete address (which i do have), ...like
directions to get there, how old she is, where the closest 7-11 is over
there, my favorite color, if i thought the white sox would make it all the
way, and her bra size....THAT'S where i had to draw the line! cause
after i said it was 36 double D, they said 'no way!' and i didn't feel like
having to prove my grandmother's bra size to anybody! ANYBODY!

randumb oktoberfest thoughts

-there's this mini-tv in the elevator at work that gives you randumb news
while you're enjoying your upward or downward motion. today it said that
it was German American Day, where we celebrate german americans that have
contributed to american history. HUH? What?? Who comes up with these
damn holidays? Is there Irish-American Day too? French-American?
Asian-American? (i'm not saying African American cause they have a whole
month dedicated to them AND there are prominant African Americans that have
made an impact on American society -- like Ludacris and Kanye West, duh!)
And what exactley comes with these supposed holidays? i didn't get a brat
today! no one gave me whiskey on Irish-American day! and i didn't get a
voucher for free fried rice at Eng's Asian Cuisine for Asian American day!!
stop making up holidays people....just stop. the jewish people rule with
holidays....

-speaking of jews -- Happy News Years to y'all. Rosh Hashanah is in the
house. and don't think i got a lotta chutzpah for sayin what i say...my
jewish fraternity brothers taught me well.....

-watched and listened to the directorial commentary to Crash last night.
amazing. i'm puttin up another list for Randumb Best Movies EVER later on
today.

-what is genital herpes and is it suppose to itch? (....AH...just because
i write it up, doesn't mean i have it. SEE...the impact of writing and
publicizing on this thing called blog!)

-my nose can't stop leaking today. i have a sore nose and it bothers me.
don't you hate it when it starts to hurt to wipe your nose cause you wipe
it so much. maybe that's why my ass hurts too. (...nah...it's just from
the gerbils...)

the end...or is it???

RANDUMB twist

Tongue Twisters

i don't know why....but yes, i did post this. you'll be curious and yes...you'll try to say a couple to yourself. its okay...i won't tell anyone. will you??

motivation speech

i is tired. my hands are cold. my boxers keep on riding up way higher
than my pants. my ankles are a little sore from running 4 miles
yesterday. i have a lunch meeting today but am not sure if i'll be
interested in the topic at hand. SO, i'll need the powers of diet coke
to keep me awake. boredom is starting to settle its web upon my lifestyle
and no form of writing can execute an awakening. adventure
is needed to shake me off my feet. sometimes when you don't like what's
goin on in your life, you need to take control and do what you
think is right. however, there's this form of political correctness or
social acceptance that overbares us and limits us to what we really
want to do. F*CK IT!! don't learn to accept things because you feel like
it just won't change or there's a jinx on you to forever be locked
in your own insanity. what people should do is act upon it. do what needs
to get done in order to find that adventure. YES, i know
writing/saying is easier than doing and yes, sometimes there are barriers
that stand in front of you. but isn't taking risks in life what makes
man evolve? weren't there wierdos and crazy mo fo's out there that made
people say, "don't listen to that idiot! he/she needs to wake
up and realize how things are."?? And then later on in life, their insane
ways were accepted and realized to be innovative and cutting
edge. So if everyone were to jump off the bridge, would you? F*CK THAT --
I'd be the first one to jump off the bridge!!

and the rest all followed....

sunday, monday, Happy Days

where throughout social business aspects did people start associating days
to cliche sayings?

Monday is refered to as "back to the grind." Grind what? When did workers
grind on mondays, unless this was a super old'school saying that
the sword craftsmen were saying to each other. "Good day Sir Hamilton of
Hamiltonian. My, I am extremely tired as we must return to our daily
laboring schedule. Thus I shall make you the most superb sword that this
Landonian has ever layeth its eyes on. Hark I -- BACK TO THE GRIND!"

My personal favorite is Wednesday -- "hump day." Technically refering to
getting over the midday of the week. This is as close to a sexual innuendo
that you can get to relay to a boss without coming off as lude. Unless you
throw your penis out, start humping the first cute chick that walks by and
when she screams, running away...all you can do is shrug and say, "Hump
day." (that's when people shake their heads and whisper under their
breath, "i hate when he does that. it's not even wednesday.") But sure,
I'll go along with the cliche joke of it being pornographically related.
This is a PG-13 website with sexual content and profanity. But ooooooh, my
life is so rated R!!

And yada yada TGIF for Friday. Yeah, yeah...thank god it's friday. Sure
he invented it for people to thank him..he doesn't have enough followers as
it is, so he made up another day to make sure he gets his thanks. "My
son...jesus...i think i'll give you some cool powers here and there...but
me, "the one." "Big Daddy One" wants his own day where people do nothing
but thank me. Hhhmmm...Fry Day! cause me loves that fried fish when we
can't eat meat."

I NOW REKNOWN TUESDAY AS "2's Day" when everything comes in Two's including
-- your socks, your shoes, 2 for 2 at micky d's, 2 contacts, and 2 boobs.

I NOW REKNOWN THURSDAY AS "Finally, the 2nd half of this god-forsaken week.
i might as well start partying it up after work cause friday is tomorrow
and i don't do that much work since everyone else is in such a good mood.
and for some wierd reason, i wanna eat fish -- day."

any suggestions....

Chicago Hotlist writers wanted!!

i'm an editor and chief of a website.

maybe you've seen my post in randumb online forums. maybe you've gone to the website through this blog and found it to be amusing for that time being. maybe it would be the coolest if you can take your blog talents and write a little excerpt about a chicago event that gets posted on a major Chicago website (like metromix, centerstage, or citysearch). this is what i'm sharin with y'all now....

Chicago Hotlist is a website starting out. it's parent company, 1938 Media, funds the website. What Chicago Hotlist needs are some dedicated writers. Not necessarily Mike Royko (...look him up) articles or indepth analysis about Chicago affairs, but quick, quirky little plugs about events, restaurants, and bars. in order to get the money rollin, we need to utilize the website to attract owners of small businesses that don't have websites. SO, yes...we market. we go out and talk to Owner Bob of Bob's Hardware or Owner Lisa of Lisa's Hot Sex Toys. we tell'em about Chicago Hotlist and how 1938 Media can give'em the internet capabilities that they're lookin for. Owner Bob and Owner Lisa jump on the chance to gain more customers and throw loot to 1938 Media. THEN 1938 Media does it's magic and then throws us loot for our kick butt marketing.

HOWEVER, before we get to that point. Chicago Hotlist needs writers. It's like posting up on a blog but about Chicago things. You can give commentaries, plugs for your friends performing at the ImprovOlympic, or a concert you're gonna hit up at the All State Arena. It'll probably take ya a small amount of time. And then you gotta go market (with me getting my hands as dirty as well, BUT NOT micromanaging....i trust ya...). It's the dedication part that may be difficult. You'll get your recognition on the website too. (my idea for writers is for each contributor to have a blog for your none chicago stuff to be on chicagohotlist...and if you already do, then here's more traffic coming your way...)

SO...as i draw a line on the ground...who's interested??

comment or email ( chicagohotlist@gmail.com )

randumb idiot

what's with people being pissy at their job and not being polite when
administrating customer calls - especially if you're in that line of
business?? i just called UPS to see if they could help me out. i forgot
the address that i was sending a package to at home. i had previously sent
out a package to the same location awhile back and was wondering if this
address were in some sort of record system. SO, i called the exact UPS
location where i had done this ordeal -- right off the bat, the lady
answers the phone by just saying, "hello?" ...uh....no 'good afternoon,
UPS' or 'UPS, this is bla bla speaking' or just plain old
'UPS'....nope...she says "hello?" like i'm suppose to assume that i called
the right spot. WHATEVER...i'm a polite person in general and when it
comes to people that have to deal with customers, i even give them benefit
of the doubt and carry myself even more polite cause yes, they could be
having a bad day. we all have bad days. i've worked in customer service
before and having a nice customer makes it easier to work with. so i ensue
niceness. i ask politely, "is it possible to get the address of a package
i had sent awhile ago at your location?" she asks, "is it longer than 30
days" and i say "yes, definitely" and then she asks, "do you know the
date?" and this i don't know so i say, "no, i'm sorry. i'm not sure, but
it was longer than a month." she replies, "well records only stay in the
system for 30 days." no biggie...but this is an important package, so i
continue, "well, if you have all MY information, does it keep some sort of
record of the places i sent it to?" then she gets upset cause now she has
to work for real. jesus christ! after she gives a small huff that i can
hear under her breath, she says, "hold on." i hold for at least 7 minutes
(i have a clock on my phone). i'm not hanging up and giving her the
pleasure. f*ck that! she gets back on, "did you have the name of the
place you sent it to?" i give her a last name. she says with attitude
now, "that's it? you don't have anything else, like the location?"
uh...hey, retard...isn't this why i'm calling?? so i break it down for the
slow: "i just wanted to know if there was a record of places i send
packages to. i don't have the address, but i had sent a package there
before. i need to send a package to this same address. is this possible?
i mean...if it's not possible, then i apologize to bother you." after
giving her the "mean" niceness, she says with a tiff, "i need the exact
date or the place. that's all. hold on." she puts me on hold AGAIN! are
you serious???? she gets back on 2 minutes later and tells me the same
sentence she said before. i say "thanks" and we peace out on that.

i called UPS general customer service afterwards. nicer people who told me
the same thing.

that's all i ask for. nice delivery. if you can't do it, then you can't
do it. don't give me attitude for you coming in to work when you don't
want to. i'm stuck here too lady. might as well work with what you got
and be somewhat good at it.

work hard to get the job you want peoples!! i know its harder than it
sounds, but if you're passionate about what you want to do....then keep
working on it. people start to notice. they don't call me a writer
because i tell'em i do it....i just do it. (see how you're reading me,
instead of listening to my voice.)

REVIEW: Proof

In the push for Hollywood to find its niche in the Windy City, Proof is the
first movie I've seen since a John Hughes film or a Vince Vaughn starring
role to actually use Chicago as part of it's screenplay and backdrop.
Using the Chicago Skyline as scenery and having streets that you know
referenced throughout a movie makes it surreal, however Proof without help
is still a strong film. Gwen Paltrow gets together again with her
Shakespeare in Love director, John Madden (no relation to the old Raiders
coach/EA Sports icon) to make Proof an excellent film. The premise goes
along the same old story of a mathematician going mad and accepted by
society to be insane. The "nutcase" in this aspect is played by the father
of Gwen Paltrow's character (Anthony Hopkins) who is a math genius and in a
motherless family with 2 daughters, Gwen Paltrow takes after her father's
tendencies. He initiates her mind to comprehend mathematical complications
and to take it to another level. However, Anthony Hopkins' character is
dead. He has passed in the beginning of the movie and with the use of
flashbacks, Madden intertwines present day affairs with past moments. Jake
Gellynhall plays Hopkins apprentice and Paltrow's love interest. He
initiates the importance of Hopkins' character and how he impacted the
world of math. He is also a good medium between the down the earth
unknowing to the complexity of worldly mathematics. This makes the viewer
relate better. After Gellynhall and Paltrow get together a "proof" is
found in Hopkins' desk and the problem lies in who the author is. A proof
is a piece of work that is used to turn a thought into law (in terms of
science and in this case, mathematics). It is greatly questionable because
of its complexity. Obviously it is assumed that the math genius wrote it
before passing, however Paltrow states that she wrote it. And this is
where I entice you to watch it....

Not sure if this movie is an oscar push, but it is a sentimental
masterpiece that gave me the same feeling I got after watching Good Will
Hunting for the first time (had to make another math movie reference). I
liked this film and it wasn't fancy in terms of cool effects, awesome
acting (no offense to the award winning cast), or hot sex scenes. It was
one of those movies that sorta motivated me to do something with my
writing. Like watching Dead Poets Society, Good Will Hunting, or American
Beauty -- this movie was just well written and totally understandable in a
world that may seem blan and nerdy (math). Also, this was better than
those other math movies that I've indulged in and have won awards (no
offense to Ron Howard...you know what movie I'm talking about?).

just give this movie a shot. not heavily advertised, but a gem to those
that watch.