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I Love Lunch!

2009-11-06T16:28:00.003+08:00

Awesome! Another great musical, I Love Lunch, from Improv Everywhere. Though it's quite similar to Food Court Musical in many aspects except the starting, it's still good. If I had a friend who do that on me in public, I would wish I could dig a hole and bury my head in. Paul: “Jeff, don't sing a song, man!” LOL!

Is that a real cop? The article didn't say if he is, just mentioned some guy was shocked when found out the cop was in it.

Relay IE's message: There ain’t no shame in <3ing lunch.

Interesting flowchart for Hey Jude and...

2009-11-04T11:41:00.000+08:00

Just saw this flowchart for Hey Jude by The Beatles. The flowchart didn't have all lines of lyrics but quite enough to make you laugh for the genius of the creator.

But more interesting is the recommendations of the video from YouTube:

Great Depression, cooking? WTH? They are my recent favorites, wonder what kind of algorithm YouTube uses.

Well, fuck everyone. Amen.

2009-11-03T23:27:00.001+08:00

A twitter I followed tweeted (got to favor it) the clip below exactly two months ago, and a month ago, a blog I read posted it. It is like recurring reminders around me, they kept pondering me. After, I had been waiting to post about it, but I didn't because it's kind of way too negative. Hell, who am I to care about that?

After I watched the clip [YouTube], I checked out the film (Synecdoche, New York). It's kind of abstract to me, I knew I didn't catch the concept of this film well. Basically, the plot is good but it has nothing to do with this post. All I want to bring up is the last line of dialog in the clip.

Minister: Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.

I didn't mean to shout that out to everyone nor to particular someone, it's just a feeling of yelling that. Though, I only tweeted, yelling that is really not my way at the moment. Nope, it didn't make me better but it seemed to be a necessary step to relieve. Some things or nothing caused all of the sudden irrational feelings, no clue of what just happened, or what the hell I am writing.

Well, fuck everybody. Amen.

Imaginatively Fly To The Infinite Possibilities

2009-10-28T16:51:00.000+08:00

Just a photo if it is without an actual action when taken

Within our brain, we can imagine, create a fictional memory,

or revenge what someone did to you long time ago

In the end, nothing of them would be real

They would never come to this bloody world

Only remain inside, ridiculous dreams

Why so negative?

Because you forget to open the window (Ouch!), and

you also forget you can not really fly (Belief is not enough)

Unless... you were a superman!

:-)

Calling Wendy

2009-10-23T18:52:00.002+08:00

I was listening to my music library, one song caught my ears, Falling from Broken Lullabies by Calling Wendy. The whole album is free for download on Last.fm, but I had only that song. I must have listened to that sometime ago on Last.fm and I downloaded. Sometimes, you dug out good stuff from things you already have.

They are from Canada and indie, I like their music style and the following tracks from the album:

Tennessee
Just For A While
You Make Me Whole
William
Take A Look Around
Falling

By the way, this album has six tracks. :-)

Consequence of forgetting to close your bedroom door

2009-10-23T17:37:00.000+08:00

What is the consequence of forgetting to close your bedroom door?

The answer is:

A cat lays prone or sits on your pillow! Not your bed!

Two more photos:

He is good!

Clip smile Halloween edition

2009-10-23T13:34:00.000+08:00

Just had an idea to mess up my Clip smile avatar!

This is the original:

Beware of the image as follow, the Halloween Edition!

New Improv Everywhere Musical, Grocery Store Musical

2009-10-21T11:04:00.000+08:00

Just got a entry in Google Reader, hooray! Improve Everywhere just released another musical, “Grocery Store Musical.” This one is well produced and planned, better sound (the previous one is good still).

And is that girl really pregnant? I didn't read the behind-the-scene post but just searched for that for an answer and I wasn't the only one believed she was, some shoppers even asked about the due date. She could do another IE mission on those shoppers.

But the my favorite one is their first (they only have two so far, please make more Improv Everywhere!), “Food Court Musical.” Because it's more dramatic and it has a twisted and funny ending.

I wish I can be seeing this kind of thing someday, it's better than winning a billion lottery, okay, maybe not. But it's an experience you could remember for whole life.

Now I am looping these two musicals on my screen.

Yes, We Can Give Them A Napkin!

Dare to sleep next to this creature?

2009-10-18T19:23:00.001+08:00

I was going to post about this cats just announced that winter is coming—he knows, but I ended up with this edited photo:

I think I have done too much on this photo.

Happy Catoween and Halloween!

(though it's still nearly two weeks to it)

Twice a Day

2009-09-02T23:31:00.001+08:00

Starting showering twice a day is the only thing I am happy with myself this summer. I used to shower at evening, but this summer something have inspired me, I should have done this before. Now I shower after and before sleep. After the before-sleeping shower, I also drink a small cup of warm tea to prepare my night. Those help me relax.

It makes me feel really good after the morning shower, my body would be completely awaken, fresh, and clean. A cup of coffee follows up, wow! it can't be better than that. I wish I could have done this when I was a student, I might have better performance at morning classes.

I also thought a shower/bathing was a minimum for personal hygiene, but some pages I read from googling they didn't say so. However, they didn't have references. Some else said it's okay if you feel necessary, and I did feel that way. I am not that kind of guy stays in bathroom longer ten minutes nor a neat freak.

There is one thing for sure, I use more water than before. At least, I didn't cause global warming anymore. I started to shower in cold water, I used to use hot water no matter how hot the day is. Showing with cold water feels really good, I had heard some people claimed it's better for your health, I didn't dare to try. Thanks to the water heater, I got my chance.

I don't think I can shower twice in winter, every time I turned off the hot water at shower in winter, it begins a bloody battle between me and time. I have to dress as quick as I can, or I would shake like a nuts.

If you only do once day, then try one more a day, you will like it!

Breathing but definitely not living

2009-08-24T11:23:00.000+08:00

This posting was written for myself, though I don't think I would ever read it again. Whatever, just for a record of the terrible me. I didn't like to reveal my personal life—even if I ever had one, so to this posting, this would read very abstract. I might be the only one who would understand. I don't think you will be interested in reading this.

In a few months, it will have been five years. I couldn’t recall the exact date, I probably could find out if I really wanted. Almost five years ago, I made a decision before midterm exams, I didn’t regret that after all. I didn’t achieve the original goal, in fact, I doubt I had started to go on that way. I failed myself in just a half year, I realized that long after. For the last three years, I hadn’t done anything. I knew the problems, I saw the problems. I am just not willing to correct myself.

I rather talked about my family, I didn’t know if I still have. I was the only one still stand at same place like five years ago, maybe more than five years. I couldn’t be sure, I must stop for quite long time. They might have been moving on, I didn’t. They might have let go, I couldn’t. It’s my fault, I just need to admit to them, I couldn’t.

Before that time, my voice was always listened since my mid-teenage. I believe if I ever speak again, it’s still listened. But I haven’t for more than four years. They did value me a lot, I failed them.

Around two years ago, I shockingly realized how far I had be away the original plan. The life I had expected to have, it’s not there with me. All I had was the premature thoughts, I didn’t grow up. I like looking at photos on Flickr or somewhere I could see or read people’s life. I began thinking if I possibly could get like those life? I answered myself: not in this life. Because there was some crucial change of myself, which was related to born feature, I wouldn’t never possible to have what I wanted.

The last two months, I read a lot of stories. More I read, more I knew how wrong I was, but I still didn’t try to apologize. Three persons. He supported me in silence, I couldn’t remember if I had thanked him. She was subtly relying on me. The dog, the snuggling that night, the crying in book store. The last time I couldn’t remember the time, a year ago I guessed, clamping my arm but I crudely pulled her hand away, she tried twice. We had been close but not anymore for ten or thirteen years. Last week, she was eating cookies or something alone as I saw her back. It’s my fault I believed, she should have been with someone. It’s my fault I knew, no one could ever hear from me. The last one, my buddy, the cat, sorry for not playing with you anymore. Our only conversation was like “Meow...,” then I gave him some food while saying nothing to him. Wait, that was even counted as a conversation.

Two weeks ago, hundreds buried because of the typhoon which was happened where only a hundred mile from here. I felt ‘nothing!’ I couldn’t feel grief or sadness, just nothing. I didn’t care. How awful I became. Doing nothing is worser than those who hold knifes in hands. That’s what I did for the last five years.

Stupid, selfish me.

It's Not My Time

2009-07-12T04:59:00.000+08:00

At middle of night, I woke up.
I knew what time it possibly be because that's what I used to.
I staggered to check up the time using my cell phone, or say a clock.
It's 2 o'clock.
Then I went to clean up a bit.

I opened the door, but the cat wasn't by the door.
He sometimes does.
I still walked to fill his bowl with food, even he didn't ask for.
It's just a routine, which I keep doing from time to time.
I felt nothing.

I went to make some food to eat.
Poured water in pan and put it on the stove.
Minutes later, I realized that I forgot to turn on.

While boiling the water, I gave myself a glass of water, a cold one.
Then, I took the food to living room, where I can watch tv while eating.
What I was eating, that isn't important.
Because I only eat for my stomach.
No taste, no smell, no pleasure, or whatsoever I care about the food.
It's only the animal's natural need.

I have to mute the volume, because there are other people sleeping.
News channels are the ones I don't like watching.
Because some news are very disturbing and I refuse to make myself suffer from them.
After few rounds of scanning all channels, I finished my food.

Feast of Love on a movie channel, I stopped by that one.
I remembered I have seen it few times.
Never watched it all, only pieces, so is this time.

In the scene of Oscar's funeral, when the coffin slowly moving down, at the very moment, I cried.
For no reasons or some, I don't know.

This is not my first time when watching a movie.
But this one is different, I knew it, I just knew it.

Maybe that was another story that I read earlier.
A boy suffered a disease then died tragically like by his intention.
The girl, who suddenly fell in love with him for about a month or so, could not forgive him for leaving her at first.
But she finally understood, remembered him, kept the love in her heart, and moved on.

I cried a few more times when some lines came up.
I started to think, to recall, maybe it's me, then few more as I writing.

What is this all about? I don't really care anymore, but I know I must write it down.
There is one thing for sure, I am looking for more tragedies.
Sadly, that's the only way I want to fell.

And It's 4:59 now,
It's Not My Time
That is a question, badly want the answer.

the rain

2009-06-28T00:07:00.000+08:00

It has been raining for more than two decades. It never stops, and won't ever.

I can feel each raindrop. They rained on my head, face, shoulder, hands, palms, legs... everywhere. The touches are unforgettable.

The raindrops form many unpredictable streams, they flow over my skin towards ground, the dirty mud ground. Sooner, the feeling becomes numb.

I can smell them like dirt, grass and freshness. They don't taste much, simply water if you really want to know.

I walk along the dirty road. The road splits sometimes, I never chose the paths other than the straight ones.

The forward road has alway been hard to see through, my eyes are covered... by my own two hands.

It's all understandable, clear, and obvious from the beginning. Absolutely needless to have any reasons, any excuses, anything.

Accept the rain.

I got a snazzy black icon on Last.fm!

2009-05-20T10:50:00.000+08:00

Today I paid first monthly subscription fee to Last.fm. You may probably be aware that Last.fm is not free for all. People who live outside of US, UK, and German would need to subscribe for listening to streams. I noticed this change two weeks ago, at the moment, I had no intention and no idea that I would subscribe. Earlier, I read a forum thread, which mentions few things:

Music is not all free
$3 is just enough buy you a cup of coffee

Because of this coffee comparison, I decided to subscribe. And I totally agreed with the first one. Some music are free like on Jamendo. I was hoping Jamendo can be the alternative. Unfortunately, it doesn't have same concept. All I want is the radio-like playing. Jamendo has radio stations, too, but the songs in list are fixed. No random or based on your taste of music. I used to like Pandora, but it doesn't provide service outside of US since two years ago, both paid or free. So Last.fm is my only choice.

And this is me on Last.fm.

A program for helping concentration, JDarkRoom

2009-04-18T18:10:00.002+08:00

Writing by JKim1

Yesterday, I wanted to find an editor for writing. At first, all I can see is about programming editors, and that absolutely was not what I intended to have.

After few more tries, some keywords started to show up from my search results. One of them is “creative writing program,” of which the word “program” is not meant the computer program but a course for learning or studying creative writing. So what exactly is “creative writing?” This question I couldn't answer, at least, because I am not a native and never have any advanced class of English. Needless to say, English writing wouldn't be one of my skill (I hope someday it will be). According to those web pages, it can be a creation of a novel, a film screenplay, a poem—or anything can inspire your by your imagination, or—the keyword—creativity.

Back to my intention of seeking an editor, I was expecting a editor, a simple text editor—not a word processor. By which, you can focus on writing whatever you are working on, it can providing necessary accessibilities, such as dictionary/thesaurus lookup, grammar/spell check, or sort of things can essentially be helpful to writing.

I did saw some applications but almost all of them are for Windows or mainly for Mac platform. Nevertheless, it seems that Linux users do not deserves having one, I still managed to find one. And even better it's a free software (not as in freedom), JDarkRoom. Obviously, it's a remake of another software, inherits the idea of the original and extends the concepts to better implementations. Full black background with green text color (with a nice music if you have one), then it does help. At least for me, I can concentrate now. This somehow solves the problem, and, be honestly, I was not aware of that problem before.

Full screenshot of JDarkRoom

JDarkRoom is written in Java, so it's capable to run on many operating systems, including Linux. Its only purpose is helping concentration, but I believe that we can count on it more. The current feature can be part of a bigger program, a editor for writing. I have some ideas, I might be starting to work on a new such editor, but I am not so sure.

You may already know I am a Taiwanese speaking Chinese, but I am kind of resisting using Chinese by any means. Ridiculously, my English is not fluent and I can barely speak with blah-wa-la-e-ya accents. I have no idea how or when this all happened. Back at school, Chinese writing is just my average skill, I was never good or showing interest at Chinese or literature—for this, it's still true today. As of English, it's the same story.

Five years ago, I heard of blogging, and started to do it in English. The reason of using English is an unsolved puzzle to me, too. I discontinued for a year, then I on-and-off wrote some postings since. Many questions are unanswerable, even you have one, you will still doubt of it. So, quit questioning it. Just write it!

What's this new sticky thing?

2009-04-15T16:27:00.000+08:00

Eee... what's this new sticky thing?

A toy?

mmm?

Nah, not for me.

It's just the potato salad with eggs and roe.

(I never got him eating any human food.)

100 Posts!

2009-04-14T14:50:00.000+08:00

This is my 100th post! Celebrating with Wordle!

life, huh?

Hmm...

2009-04-14T14:27:00.000+08:00

Cat: No way that I will eat this! Give me catnip!

Kröd Mändoon and the Flaming Sword of Fire

2009-04-13T09:28:00.000+08:00

An epic comedic fantasy show, Kröd Mändoon and the Flaming Sword of Fire [IMDb, Wikipedia].

Krod Mandoon

Thursdays 10p / 9c

Krod Mandoon Series Preview

The Bucket List (2007) — Do (Say) what you need to do

2009-04-09T12:49:00.000+08:00

Do you have The Bucket List [IMDb, Wikipedia] (things that you want to do before you kick the bucket [die])? What would you be thinking when a doctor tells you only have six months to live, a year if you are lucky?

Two questions: “Have you found joy in your life?” and “Has your life brought joy to others?”

I think for both of Edward and Carter, they are seeking the joy and trying to bring joy to each other. Carter dedicated his life to his family, at the last time of his life for the first time, he is encouraged by Edward to do what he hadn't had a chance or courage to fulfill.

Does life have purpose? How do you measure a life? Is life really measurable? Everyone has own answer. But do we need answers to our lives? Life is not as simple as yes or no. You may or may not be descibing your life in words. However, I am sure that life needs to be experienced. You can't not just live by what people tell you, we need to find out a way to live, our own way. Each life is unique, whether it is good or bad.

If your answers to both questions are No, then you haven't got you life started. It would never be too late to do something until you stop breathing.

The International (2009)

2009-04-07T10:59:00.000+08:00

I was quite disappointing about The International [IMDb, Wikipedia], it should be pushing to the limit. The agent tried to bring the justice from outside of the system, in the end, it's done but not by him and not enough. (The International 2?)

Race to Witch Mountain (2009)

2009-04-07T10:39:00.001+08:00

Race to Witch Mountain [IMDb, Wikipedia] is a Disney production movie, it's perfectly for family watching. But I think it would already be boring a teenager. The storyline is about the alien, but it's actually not strongly emphasis that. It's more like a someone misunderstand or misjudge a good guy and pursue the good guy, the old fashion story.

Indeed, there are some parts which seem to be alien technology, but they're just geek gadgets. The special abilities (power), which human doesn't have, have seen many times in many other fiction movies. It's the time to apply on alien material, again. The control screen panel of the spacecraft is obviously lack of creativity, that reminds me of the starter, Minority Report.

Generally, it's a movie which is suitable to be watched for family time. For that, it does good.

Tea with food

2009-04-06T15:30:00.000+08:00

Nothing better than a cup of warm tea in a cold afternoon. Food is just a supporting role, what you have doesn't matter. But I like bacon and egg, so they must be on dish.

It's been more than a week, the weather has been always cloudy, sometimes, it rained. Spring is possibly being trapped somewhere. Few sips of warm tea or coffee can cheer up me. Rain, go ahead!

Aha... I enjoy exhaling the warm breathe.

Legend of the Seeker

2009-04-05T12:28:00.000+08:00

Legend of the Seeker [IMDb, Wikipedia] is a TV series based on “The Sword of Truth,” a novel series.

I never watched a show about epic world, full of magical power, warriors, wizards, strange creatures, and others we have seen in movies. I wonder if this show has something from The Lord of the Rings in spirit of art or visual effects.

It's shot in New Zealand, a beautiful country. There are many stunning scenes in the show. Bullet Time is used many times. However, it's not so magical, most time I saw is the fire spell. I was expecting more than that. But fighting scenes are good.

Are all Confessors good at fighting? Anyway, when Kahlan confesses a person, the pupils become full black, then the whole eye. I believe that I saw X-Files' shadows. Wait, that's black floating stuff. That should be Supernatural's shadows.

It doesn't have much can make you LOL, but it's not boring at all. Maybe this is because it's new type of show for me.

Donald, Where's Your Trousers?

2009-04-05T00:33:00.001+08:00

I heard this songs, “Donald, Where is Your Trousers?”, via Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles season 2 episode 21. Here is the clip with lyrics on YouTube:

There are two versions on Grooveshark, one by The Irish Rovers, another by Brobdingnagian Bards [Lyrics] (There's another version by Andy Stewart.):

The version in this episode seems to be Brobdingnagian Bards'. According to Wikipedia, it's combined “What Shall We Do with a Drunken Sailor” with the Scottish song “Donald, Where's Your Trousers?” You can also download free MP3 via Brobdingagian Bards' official website, there are many free Celtic songs for download.

I like John's and Savannah's version. It becomes different with Derek's death and Sarah's arrest. But the setting of Derek's death is too awful, just died like that? Brutal screenplay and rubbish.