This one time


I didn’t know this at this point in time, but I was about to find out that I was dating a makeup artist and she ended up wanting to try out all this crazy fashion looks on me. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to be very supportive, but using my face as a canvas was something I just couldn’t allow… Before I gave in. How could I turn down such a gorgeous smile? How could I say no to those sad eyes?

The next day we tried to get some breakfast from my parents house, but it seems like they had left for some kind of vacation, so the refrigerator was empty. No luck there. We decided to hit up a Waffle House instead and dived into the crispy waffles with strawberry jam. I tend to like mine with cream cheese.

Looking back

I remember when I was 2¬†years old, wearing diapers, and typing in “C:/win” on my families treasured Windows 3.1 Desktop. I remember the A:/ drive for small hard disks, and the B:/ drive for the larger but thinner floppy disks. The first games I ever played, as well as the first fonts I ever installed were somehow magically locked into these plastic disks. I didn’t understand how everything worked, but I knew how to use them. Interestingly enough, it didn’t take me very long to figure out things that even my parents couldn’t figure out. Like troubleshoot hardware problems, or set up a new printer.

My grandfather told me something that I still remember today, “If you can read, you can do anything.” What he meant was that being able to read and understand things would enable you to learn just about anything you wanted to. After that I started finding things to read and trying to apply them as best as I could. One day I found a C++ book in my uncles room, but I just couldn’t understand it. I quickly lost interest and put the book away, unwilling to strain my brain enough to figure it out on my own.

You Can’t Always Get What You Want…Or Can You

Lately I’ve been slightly obsessed with always having the best technological gadgets available on the market. I’ve always had an obsession with collecting expensive things, whether it was musical instruments, electronics, or antiques. But especially the latest technology is always finding its way into my mind, and my not having them causes me to become somewhat anxious.

I feel that this is not because I feel empty and am looking for something to fill the void, but rather because I’m aware of the things that I can produce if i simply put my mind to it.


I ended up riding my bike down to the water today and I saw a big group of people in a parking lot and they seemed to be waiting for something. They were dressed like they were ready for a party, and they had shopping bags filled with alcohol. I watched a photographer walked around and photograph groups of people make funny faces and gestures at the camera. It seemed like a circus to me.

Sometimes I look around the world and it seems like everything is just impossible for me to accomplish. In these moments I try to kick myself and snap out of it. It’s a sort of indulgence to wallow in self pity and contempt, and it never seems to bring any good results. Anyway, I was observing this scene here and I was thinking about the relationships between people and electronics. I saw that the camera was affecting the way that people behaved, knowing that an image of their body at that time would be viewed at a later time. I thought about how in the past, this wasn’t really a possibility, but probably peoples memories were much sharper so they could remember details even though something happened years ago.

The next moment, a large stretch SUV limo pulled up and I saw on the license plate border, “san mateo limo“. The driver was dressed sharp and had an air about him that seemed to impressed even the rowdy party people.

Number One Post

This is my first post, my first steps. I’m asking for inspiration in this writing journey forward. I don’t know exactly what I’ll be writing about except that I hope it will be useful and meaningful informations. I don’t want to waste anyone’s time or take up more space here on the internet. I’d like to produce a website full of useful ideas, thoughts and memories that I can hand off to the next generation of people either as a reference, a handbook, or a constructive criticism.

I’d like to think of myself as a type of astronaut, departing into unknown places to discover new and unfound things. It’s actually really out of my comfort zone to be writing a blog. I always thought of myself as in the background and not really in the limelight. Although this blog is a mere tumbleweed drifting in the empty desert, the fact that it’s accessible to anyone makes is seem somehow buried but exposed at the same time. As a novice writer, I will try to let down my guard and just let the words flow out of my fingertips.

That’s all for now. Soon there will be more content in here for me to handle, hopefully… Until next time.