August 12, 2009

  • //The Thought That Counts?

    You can always tell when someone is selfish and short-sighted when it comes to buying presents for another. You can even find out how careless the person is when it comes taking care of things that are around him.

    I hate buying presents. It takes a lot of effort to pick the right present and you still might have gotten it wrong. So… it’s the thought that really counts. And the effort, I suppose.

    Sometimes present-shopping is not so hard, especially when it’s buying a videogame and I happen to know a lot about them. Some tools think they know a lot about them. But I wonder why they think this way when they hardly read about them or try out the demo or even own a current generation videogame system. Do people just get in a habit of pulling things outta their asses instead of admitting that they don’t know?

    But I digressed.

    Knowing exactly what game I should get for my friend, I went to a local game store. Surprisingly, there was a used copy of this relatively new game I was looking for. Unfortunately, I also ran into an acquaintence I really didn’t like knowing at the store. One of those that likes to talk about how much they know but knew very little. He decided to follow me around the store and give me comments on everything I laid my eyes on. Annoying, I know. The used copy of the game I planned to buy was in bad shape: The disc is scratched, the box is dirty and it’s missing cover art and instruction booklet. The previous owner just didn’t give a fuck about maintaining the game in good working condition, something I’d make an effort in so that 1) the game will remain in working condition and 2) in case I don’t play the game for a long time and come back to it, I’d still recognize the game from the cover art and know how to play from the instruction book.

    So I decided not to save that money and buy a completely new copy, so everything within the packaging is guaranteed in good condition. The tool that was following me around asked why I didn’t get the used copy. I told him I want the game to be in better condition. And there he went on to piss me off. He brushed off my idea of buying a fresh new game by telling me that the recipient won’t care, that it’s the thought that counts and the recipient should be grateful to get a present.

    First of all, you don’t know whether the recipient cares about the quality of the present or not, so don’t make such an inconsiderate assumption. Why would you so selfishly assume that the world evolves around your personal convenience? If it’s about the thought that counts, then what’s the value of the thought when you decided to buy a scratched up used game as a present just so you can save a few bucks? Don’t bother buying a present for someone if you’re gonna have an attitude that the recipient should thank you for throwing him a leftover bone.

    Go shove all your saved money up that cheap ass of yours.

June 10, 2009

  • //老爸呀…

    我好像快要出人頭地啦
    去年靠著一個女孩給了我靈感
    開始研發自己的品牌
    雖然上班忙的沒什麼時間好好研發
    但是總算弄了一堆樣品可以讓大家看看我的想法
    今年又跟認識的一些好朋友見了面, 而且要幫我推我的產品
    醬… 離開辛苦的日子應該不太遠了吧

    昨晚又夢到你呢
    你走後的六年裡, 我好像沒有一次探望時不是一把鼻涕一把眼淚的
    我思念呀, 也後悔啊
    後悔沒在你有生之年讓你分享我的成績

    有人跟我說
    這樣的分離代表我們的緣份沒盡
    那下輩子希望我能開竅早一點
    好讓你有福氣享享啊

April 12, 2009

April 10, 2009

  • //騎重機車遇笨蛋…

    Well, first of all, there has been no holidays recently, and won’t be any until late May. It’s not quite summer vacation yet and spring break should already have been over. So there really shouldn’t be so many people out doing nothing on a weekday. But I swear, I run into the lamest of the dumbest people on such a regular basis.

    I’ve recently jumped back into the crotch rocket scene after a six month hiatus. Rekindling the love for cutting through the wind on a sportbike is just something I have missed for too long. My friend said I was crazy to buy a bike from 90 miles (144 km) away and then riding it all the way home non-stop, as it was simply a bit much for someone who hasn’t ridden for more than half of a year. I thought so, too. It’s been too long.

    And apparently, it was long enough for me to forget the type of encounters I get for being a motorcyclist.

    It didn’t take long for me to run into a tool bag. I took my bike out for a little spin last night for no reason other than I want some fresh air. Of course, “fresh” is the operative word, as I live in the smog-filled Los Angeles. As I was approaching an intersection, the traffic light turned yellow, then red. Naturally, I let off the throttle and downshifted a gear to engine-brake. It’s gonna be a long wait before green, anyway. Oh, I should be so lucky. Some idiot in a new white VW Golf GTI speeded passed me, then slammed on its brakes because, well, he couldn’t go any further. Okay. So the driver obviously felt the need to “beat” me to the “check point”. Fine. I pulled up to the light, popped the gear into neutral. But before I even put my left foot down to from the shifter, I hear the cute little girly VW revving its engine….

    What?!

    I looked over, a glasses guy with videogame pretty boy haircut, obviously very fashion conscious if the human race dresses base on price tags, signals me for a race…

    What?!

    Entertained, I flipped up my helmet visor and asked if he was serious.

    Tool: “Yeah. Nice bike. [obviously didn't mean it] To the next light!”
    Me: “O~kay. You do know that I am on a ‘sport’ bike, right?”
    Tool: “Yeah. It’ll be a good race.” [His passenger equally enthusiastic]
    [Paused for thoughts]
    Me: “Let me put it this way: your car has 200 at the crank, and weighs about 3000 pounds?”
    Tool: “Yeah…”
    Me: “Okay, let’s round up that number and make it 300 horsepower, okay?”
    Tool: “?…”
    Me: “My bike, 106 at the wheel, 350 pounds. Let’s make that 100 and 400″
    Tool: “Yeah?”
    Me: “So, at 300 hp, your car carries 10 lb for every hp. My bike, 4 lb per hp…”
    Tool: “….”
    Me: “Even at that estimate, you know you have a 60% deficit per horsepower, right?”
    Tool: “You never know. Let’s find out.”
    Me: “Let’s not. Go read a book.” [flipped down my visor]
    Passenger Tool: “What?! What does a book have to do with anything?!”

    It has to do with everything, moron. The two of you apparently didn’t understand basic math. Had you paid more attention to the books, maybe you wouldn’t have tried to race a sportbike. Even after giving you an extra 100 hp and lowering my bike’s performance, your girly car was still at a disadvantage. On top of that, I estimated your car in hp at the crank, while humbling my bike with hp number at the wheel. There was simply no chance for your little VW.

    But you couldn’t comprehend that. Could you?

    EPIC FAIL in life.

April 1, 2009

  • //蜜蜂的故事…

    有位朋友在他的空間裡面這麼寫著…

    我是我的主宰,
    可是為什麼我常常讓自己走到了意外的地方??

    人生不過是齣角色的扮演,
    疲勞一輩子全為了別人的掌聲鼓勵,
    問題是…
    票房通常還很糟糕,
    而且承認吧!
    大夥兒拼死拼活的打拼,
    多半還只是個低薪的跑龍套….

    ……有時候想想真的自己都嚇一跳,
    我的這一輩子,
    原來都是忙著成全別人…
    生命 不應該是這樣呀!!

    以為工作是一個好的開始,所以來上班,
    本來,這個班我會一直上下去,
    跟其它所有辛勤過活的人一樣,
    如果我不是漸漸領悟到,既然有一顆想要展翅高飛的心,
    就不要期望在通俗的辦法裡找到答案…

    這種充滿挑戰的城市人生我不想要了!!
    我要像機械一樣過完一生之前,脫軌去尋找另一個世界,
    我知道….

    我又在作夢了….都28歲了還這麼孩子氣,
    但,就算孩子氣又有什麼損失呢?

    一隻不肯把花粉攜帶在腿上的蜜蜂,可能是個悲劇~
    可是 他所損失的是什麼??
    只是一隻普通工蜂的一生勞做…

    充其量…
    我所損失的 不過只是一個一般人的人生罷了…

    我非常能理解他的無助於疲倦
    但是我還是想鼓勵他, 替他從另一個角度去想想
    畢竟… 就算是角色扮演…
    每一個人也都應該去把自己的能力發揮到凌厲盡致
    別讓自己的天分跟潛力被埋沒了
    於是我這麼回答了他…

    蜂辛苦的原因是…
    花粉是自然而然的黏到它的身上. 蜂是身不由己的.
    相對說來:
    蜂的工作很簡單, 但是卻關係著整個王國的興旺.
    蜂的工作很乏味, 但是過程中卻夾雜著無線的飛行與冒險…
    也許不是結果而是過程才是蜂所追求的…

March 31, 2009

  • //Hopping back on…

    I never told anyone that I sold my precious white sportbike. The only person that knew was my roommate, as he was standing right next to me when I signed the pink slip over to the new owner. There wasn’t any particular reason as to why I sold the bike besides timing. The limited edition white color is highly demanded, and someone was willing to pay good money for it. Besides, I tipped over on that bike once or twice, so it had some scrape marks, on top of me somehow racking up over 12k in mileage over the 1.5 year of ownership.

    It was a good transaction, considering that a few months later, I picked what is essentially the same bike. Except it’s super clean, 10k less in mileage, all the modifications I would’ve eventually spend money to do, and extra accessories like the tool kit and a new bike cover… for the same price I sold my previous bike. It’s not white. But it runs just as awesome as before.

    That’s the happy story.

    The sad story is that I saw my previous bike at the gas station the other day….

November 21, 2008

  • //雲海 by Henry Liao

    睜開眼   我向遠方望去
    白色雲海茫茫看似無止盡

    一朵朵相連
       直到天的邊際
    已把我與地面的世界隔離

    閉上眼   深深吸一口氣
    含淚的瞳孔裡彷彿見到妳

    壓抑在雲裡
       有多少的情緒
    遙遠的妳不知是否能傾聽

    看著那孤鷹
    穿梭雲裡
       滄桑的飛行
    盼望能找到一座山棲息

    我也像孤鷹
    沒有了妳
       該何從何去
    就算能飛出密雲

    也找不回我的心

    睜開眼   我向遠方望去
    寒冷空氣已把熱淚結成冰

    雲海盡頭的妳可知我想妳

November 17, 2008


  • There area lot more finer details on this piece. But it’s hard to see unless you look at the print out.

October 8, 2008