Monday, March 23, 2009

Twitterin in the Zhou Dynasty

Username: Confucalicious
Name: Confucius
One Line Bio: Very Quotatious. I perform random acts of Confuciousness.

"to study and not think is a waste. to think and not study is dangerous." Good enough for the #Analects?
2 minutes ago 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from web

just ran into @laozi... tryin 2 get him 2 join twitter... keeps blabbering on about "effortless action" or smtg
2 hours ago 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from TwitterBerry

*sigh* tryin to explain rectification of names to @qiquan... obviously not gettin it
23rd day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from TwitterBerry

on a date w/ @qiquan at the Qufu Cheesecake Factory... hope they still have that sacrificial meat I like
23rd day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from TwitterBerry

@zhuangzi your tao blog post just blew my mind!
21st day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from web

"What you know, you know, what you don't know, you don't know." These quotes just keep comin
19th day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from web

Random idea: put my thoughts on little pieces of paper in a cookie... satisfy appetite AND intellect at the same time!
19th day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from web

Poll: should I grow out my beard? Might make me look more bad-ass
18th day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from web

Is anyone else's robe chafing?
16th day of the 32nd Moon of the Spring and Autumn Period from TwitterBerry

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Blog Shuffle

Over some time, there's a bunch of things that I wanted to blog about, but ultimately felt that they were best eaten in slices than in entire pies. Therefore, I will present them to you in a sampler of mini-posts, since they just couldn't make it on their own as full posts, and were a tad too long for Twitter.

Collectors and Destroyers

I always wondered what made me a manic collector of action figurines, toy cars, trading cards, goosebump books, and (unfortunately) pogs, and people like my brother, a destroyer of said collections. I also see my nature to collect things reflected in my approach to other things in life. I only like to do projects in which I can actually measure the accumulated progress of said projects. I think this is related to my all-or-nothing tendancy, as a collector's need to have ALL of a collection, otherwise it's not worth it. The negative part of being a collector is that you are often risk averse and slow to adopt, and many times miss opportunities for good change.

The Incredible Shrinking Man

I know being short has definitely shaped who I am, but to what extent? There's the obvious Napoleon complex that drives me to destroy all things tall. As far as sports, I've been driven towards more individually-focused sports (as opposed to team sports) such as martial arts, wrestling, pole-vaulting, and rock-climbing. My center of gravity is very low, so I have good balance which probably helped drive me towards b-boying. I'm always in the front of pictures, always struggle in large crowds, and don't know what the tops of people's heads look like. What would my life be like if I were just 3 inches taller? Would I just be a taller version of me? Probably not by far...

Shitty Behavior

I hate taking a crap next to someone. It's disgusting and uncomfortable. Usually I just wait it out, but there's this one other person at work who hates crapping next to people more than me. I know him by his shoes. And unfortunately we're always on the same crap schedule. Even if I come in after him, he will not go until I go. Sometimes we'll sit there for minutes on end, in silence, calling each other's bluff. He always wins. Damn, I just need to change my crap schedule.

Learning from Mistakes Without Making Them

I feel this is always a double-sided sword. The idea is that if you sit back and observe in life, you will learn from the mistakes of other people- much easier than actually making the mistakes yourself. It makes sense and has worked for me to an extent. The other side of the coin is that you're sitting back and observing. Sometimes we're defined by our scars, and sometimes making mistakes is just a part of the bittersweet experience of life, and sometimes the only way to really learn.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

My Band Name

Alice in Chains, Led Zeppelin, Vampire Weekend, Modest Mouse, Velvet Underground. I wish I had a band just to make a name for it. Not necessarily because it would be creatively challenging... on the contrary- because it will be so damn easy! Let's take a look...

Method #1: [Food you are eating] of [last foreign city you visited]
Result: Salmon Sashimi of Paris

Method #2: My [Adjective to describe your mother] [Sexiest feature of your body]
Result: My Gregarious Calf

Method #3: [Name of the main character in the last movie you watched]'s [Thing you hated most about high school]
Result: Jamal's Dirty Jocks

Method #4: The [Year you would go to if you could time travel] [Funniest animal you can think of (plural)] Band
Result: The 1158 Platypi Band

Method #5: [Name of the closest person to you] and the [Favorite Element] [Weapon of Choice]
Result: Raymond and the Water Staff

Method #6: [Adjective to describe the worst porn you've seen] [Your major in college]
Result: Scatterific Computer Science

Method #7: [Strong emotion you last felt] against the [Charity you would donate to if you had $]
Result: Angst against the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation

Method #8: [Your favorite Disney character] killed [Movie villain you are most afraid of]!
Result: Dumbo killed Hannibal Lecter!

Monday, March 2, 2009

Casualties of Analysis

The question here is should I throw darts or spagetti at life? Over-analysis of the infinite choices in life, though thoughtful and logical it can be, likely leads to delayed experience or inaction. But the wrong decision can lead me to a loop or dead-end. If my life is a $20 bill, what should I get on the menu? I could take the time to think it through, analyzing each item, each description, weighing value, nutrition, taste, and size. But in the end, shouldn't I just be going with my gut?

Fear of failure is a nonsensical fear to have, but ironically one that can be hidden under what can be perceived as wisdom or prudence. Think of the best moments in your life. How many of these moments were the product of careful thought and planning? How many were just a product of the randomness of the universe? Repeat these questions with the most important people you've met in your life. And the last question: what failures in your life have created permanent damage to you?

Our existence really only exists in the memory of others. Connections and thoughtful interactions between people are really the only thing that matters in the grand scheme of things. Why should I hold myself back from creating and maintaining connections and interactions between close friends, aquaintences, or strangers based on some fear that I will be wasting my time with one party verse another one that may be better, but may not even exist.

Potential aquaintences, potential friends, potential close friends, potential lovers, potential enemies. They are all casualties of my analyses. Damn.