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A conversation with Sakura [Jun. 23rd, 2011|11:23 am]
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So, I've been watching Naruto for awhile. One thing always bothers me. Sakura is completely useless. She almost showed promise when Shippuden started, but fell short almost immediately.
I imagined a conversation with her that went pretty much like this:

Me> So Sakura, each member of Team 7 corresponds to one of the legendary sonnin- uber powerful shinobi. Naruto and Sasuke have achieved this. How's your progress going?

Sakura> Um...

Me> Oh, and like the sonnin, they all have summons. Naruto has the Toad, Sasuke has the Snake. What was your summon again?

Sakura> Um, I don't have one.

Me> Oh, that's right. So Naruto and Sasuke have continuously saved their comrades in battle. How many times have you done this?

Sakura> Um, I haven't really, yet.

Me> They all have their super moves. Sasuke has his Occular jitsu and Chidori. Naruto has his rasengan and Kage Bunshin. What was your super move?

Sakura> I hit real hard and kinda heal cuts and bruises.

Me> Yeah, that's just great. So Sasuke drives naruto to greater heights and Naruto insipres all he meets to be as good of a person as possible and great friends. You've done that for your teammates, too, right?

Sakura> Actually, I kind of annoy them and act bitchy.

Me> Ahh, I see. You're doing great, Sakura, just great. You're definately not useless or the weakest link.
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late night [Dec. 11th, 2009|04:24 am]
[Current Location |Home]
[mood |awake]
[music |Shhhhh!]

I'm so glad to see that people replied to my last post! Makes me happy.
Tonight was a late night. I'm swamped with a lot of web projects, so I stayed in the office until about 12:30 at night. I took a cab home and finally got into bed around 1:45. That is when my son woke up and started screaming. He'd get upset, then start coughing seriously, which would make him more upset, which would make him cough more.
Earlier this week, he was sick. Laurie stayed home from work on Monday, and I stayed home on Tuesday. He was fine in daycare Wednesday and today. It is right now around 4:15 am. He is still awake, but finally settling down. I forced him to take medicine.
Btw, medicine for kids these days is SO much better than when I was younger. When I was younger, it was very yucky. If they DID make an attempt to flavor it, it was a weak attempt at best. Nowadays, they have medicine that is sugary and tastes a lot like apples, bubble gum, or cherry, with hardly any yucky aftertaste... and children STILL don't want to take it. Purely psychological. Just like when you are forced to read a book for school and your mind puts a block around it. If you picked up the book on your own, you might have liked it...
Anyway, it made me think of the differences between the words medicine and medication. Referring to objects, not the broader terms. You say, 'take your medicine," you are usually referring to one thing (imho), but if you say, "I have to take my medication," I think it refers to one or more things. However, people have a medicine cabinet, which holds many types of medication. People don't say 'medication cabinet' and that sounds kind of weird.
Dictionary.com defines medicine, in the way I'm talking about, as "any substance or substances used in treating disease or illness; medicament; remedy." It defines medication as "a medicinal substance; medicament."
So, according to Dictionary.com, both of them are medicament. Medication refers to one specific type of medicine. Medicine refers to one or more types, which is exactly the opposite of what I thought above. When you think about it broadly, it makes sense, kind of. Medicine is a broad term referring to not only all types of medication, but treatment, and the medical profession as well (ibid). Medication is only one instance of medicine. I can kind of come to grips with that concept.
Anyway, Happy Chanukah. Starts tonight.
I'll leave you with a question, which I hope some people will answer, as it is quick and easy. When was the last time you saw a movie in the theater, and what was it that you saw?

Good night! I mean, good morning!
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Hey, what's up? [Nov. 11th, 2009|12:15 am]
[mood |amusedamused]
[music |Tocatta and Fugue in D minor]

So, I remembered I had a blog.  Don't know if anyone actually reads it anymore.  Last time I updated it was about 4 years ago.
Anyways, I just wanted to say hi and see if anyone was still out there.  If there are people still reading thing, if you leave me a comment, I might just start blogging again.

You see, when you have kids, you just stop doing things like blogging.  Also, I think facebook has killed personal blogs. What do you thing?

Anyways, I just got home from WhiskyFest, so I'm kinda beat.

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More Baby Pictures! [Feb. 23rd, 2006|07:39 pm]
Baby Pic 1

Baby Pic 2
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aWeSoMe NeWZ! [Jan. 8th, 2006|08:20 pm]
[mood |excitedexcited]
[music |Another One Bites the Dust]

Okay, I haven't updated often like I said I would, but THERE IS A REASON!!!! I was delaying so I could make a very important announcement...
Laurie and I are having a BABY!!!!!
Yup, that's right. I'm going to be a father!
We were waiting until the start of the second trimester to tell everyone, and today is the first day.
We had a nice lunch/dinner with both our sets of parents. Laurie cooked up a storm.
We put a copy of our sonogram into two picture frames saying "Grandma and Grandpa's Pride and Joy", and I put a speech bubble on the picture saying, "Hi Grandma and Grandpa! I can't wait to see in July!"
My mom was completely stunned. Her jaw was dropped and she had tears of joy in her eyes. She has been dreaming of grandchildren forever.
My dad took the picture and was like, "What is this a picture of? A wood grain or something?" My mom was like, "It's a sonogram, dear!" "OOOooooohhh!"
Anyway, Laurie is due on July 15th, G-d willing.
I'm very excited to introduce another 109er baby into the world. IY"H we have lots of fun times ahead of us, though I'm scared sh-tless, I know it will be great.

Picture of the sonogram.
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Coming soon... [Dec. 11th, 2005|01:46 pm]
[mood |expectant]

Okay, okay, okay.. Due to many many requests, I'll start posting again. I've been really busy, but a lot has happened. Laurie's Grandmother passed away, my Grandfather passed away, my sister is moving to Tenn. Dec 16th, The holidays, fun stuff at work, etc. It's actually been pretty crazy.
So, I'll start posting again soon with lots of fun anecdotes and stories to entertain and inspire... Or I'll just rant as usual.
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Beer chart [Sep. 15th, 2005|11:45 pm]
Forgot to post my graph about beer in my previous post. here it is. If someone wants to do a piece-wise or curve of best fit, feel free:

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A walk in the park... [Sep. 15th, 2005|11:34 pm]
[mood |indifferentindifferent]
[music |Berlioz Symphanie Fantastique, Movement 5]

Wednesday, I had four clients in the city to visit.
After the first two clients, I went to Mr. Broadway in the city. It was about 10:50/11 o’clockish. I ordered a nice meal accompanied by Sam Adams beer. When I was about three-quarters the way through the beer, I realized, “Maybe I shouldn’t be having a beer this early in the morning.” I started thinking, “well, when is early enough? And surely it is case dependant.” Some people think you shouldn’t have a beer until after 12 noon. But what if you woke up at some ungodly hour like 3 am and have been up since? Then even 10 am is reasonable. Some people think that you shouldn’t have a beer until you’ve been up for at least an hour? Well, that might be true if you wake up around noon, but what if you woke up at 5 and met some friends for dinner at 5:30 (I’ve seen it happen. In fact, I’ve done it). Surely a beer at 5:45 wouldn’t be such an ethical dilemma? And what if you woke up at 8:30 pm after going to bed around 11 am? (Maybe you are the guy who woke up at 3 am?) Let’s say you woke up at 8:30 pm and found your apartmentmates having a party with some really cool friends of yours, everyone drinking. Surely, you can immediately have a beer.
So, lets break this down:
The earliest time you can have a beer is inversely proportional to when you wake up. As time approaches lateness-of-night, the time between when you wake up and when you can have a beer decreases.

After the meal, I headed to my next client and got their an hour early. Place was closed so I had to kill time. I spent most of it looking for a cool place to sit down. As my co-worker Joel would say, “It was hot as bawls!” I found a nice little enclosed public areas where I spent some time hacking away at wireless networks and completing that day’s Su Doku puzzle.

I got to the next client, who has tonz of money. They own their own edition of Talmud, have their own campus at Hebrew U., and their own synagogue, among other things. They are out of the country, and I was checking to make sure all their computers and networks still worked in their apartments. My clients assistant is French. She was talking to another person in French about how much she dislikes computers, and her friend was like, “Il peut vous entendre! (shhhhh, he might hear you!)” or something like that. She was like, “Il ne peut pas parler français. (He can’t speak French.)” or something like that. So I answered, “En fait, oui je puis. (Actually, yes I can.)” They both laughed hysterically. Probably at my bad translation and pronunciation skills, but still, they got a kick and asked how I knew French.
Keep in mind that I haven’t spoken French since high school. I know for a fact I cannot speak French. If you ask me to say something, I’d probably have no idea. I can read it okay, though. How I was able to understand and reply, I have no idea. I think it was like how Harry Potter could only speak parsletounge in book 2 when looking at a snake-like object.

After that, I went to my last client. The only interesting thing there that happened was I was fixing some contacts in this guy’s Outlook, and I came across a guy named Dick Hyman. I mean, seriously. Who would name their kid Dick if their last name was Hyman. And if your parents decided to do that to you, wouldn’t it be better to refer to yourself as Richard?

Anyway. I need sleep. Nite all.
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Oscillation, pulsation, reverberation [Sep. 15th, 2005|10:42 pm]
[mood |sleepysleepy]
[music |Another brick in the wall- Pink Floyd]

So, I’ve determined that lost of things in life going through a sine-wave like oscillation. There’s the patterns in nature, socio-economic trends, the amount of faith in ones mind, interest in certain areas, etc. The list goes on and on. It could be blamed in boredom, lack of long term memory, the fractal nature of, well, nature. Almost everything from AC current to a slinky has some sort of oscillation.
Since this is my blog, I’d like to discuss the oscillations in my life. First off, my happiness level at work. Now, I like my co-workers and my bosses, and I kinda even like what I do. But some times I feel unhappy there. Other times, I’m really really enjoy it. This, I gather, is normal. Inspiration is also quite oscillatory for me. Sometimes I have an urge to start a new hobby, cook some complex food, or do something different. This feeling might last several days, but if I don’t act on it, it will wane for a month or so, until I get the urge again.
Some things that aren’t oscillatory in my life: money. That is always in a waning position. Marital happiness. That always seems to increase. Now, I might just be being short-sighted. My money situation was great when I got married, now it is kinda low. I could get a raise and be in a better situation, then be force to get a different job and a pay cut, then eventually move up to a better salary. That is a type of flux. But, then again, people either are happy with what they have, or always want more. Very few are in-between.
I’d like to hear what you guys think oscillate and not oscillate in your lifes, so e-mail me or reply to this post.
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Work or College? [Sep. 13th, 2005|08:01 pm]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]

Yesterday, I had “one of those days”. Very hard day at work, almost went insane. Some of it consisted of heavy lifting of large objects up a small spiral staircase to the top of a house with no A/C, getting crap from my bosses, who are actually really nice people, and lots of other fun stuff. Twelve hours, got home around 10 pm. When I got into the lot, some random car parked in my spot. One big oy. Today, it went a bit better. I guess everyone experiences oscillations of joy and sadness wherever they work. Mixture of luck, karma, biochemistry, and boredom. Few people can say they love their job each and every day. I love hearing from those people. Gives me hope.
It’s such a switch from college, where we mostly have a good time, we are somewhat in control of our lives, and we have much much bigger breaks. Now, I have 5 days each year that I get a break. New years, memorial day, independence day, labor day, and christmas. Any other day, I have to lose my few vacation days I have. So when the Jewish holidays fall out in the middle of the week, as they do this year, I pretty much have no vacation all year. I miss college. I thought I’d have enough after seven years, but nah. It was fun. I don’t know if I’ll ever be used to the change. Maybe I should work at a College? I’d have to work all year round, but I think all-in-all, it’d be better.
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