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Cinemetropolis by Blue Scholars

Remember when I posted a video by these guys? I wanted to title this post “what I’m listening to” but I should just write “what I want to listen to.” Because I’m still unemployed, I’ll have to listen online for now.

But all you working people can get their new album here.

Sneak Peek: The Forbidden Kingdom

forbiddenkingdomposter Sneak Peek: The Forbidden KingdomJust got back from a sneak preview of The Forbidden Kingdom that opens this Friday, along with Expelled. Don’t worry, no spoilers here because I don’t really like to write. I’m just embarrassed every time Jet Li speaks in English. I think filmmakers make the effort to minimize his lines. But boy, he does move beautifully. Jackie Chan–always funny. Great choreography by the famous Yuen Woo Ping, whose moves most Americans would know from the Matrix movies and Kill Bill.

I remember watching Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the theater, especially during the scenes when the Chow Yun Fat ran across the water or over trees, people whispered “that’s so fake.” OF COURSE IT’S FAKE, PEOPLE!!! Anyhoo, I think The Forbidden Kingdom will make just about anyone appreciate fantasy martial arts movies. My friend’s 3 (almost 4) year old daughter Mackenzie was so gripped by the movie that at one point she yelled out about Jackie Chan’s character “you just can’t kill him!”. Too cute.

This is the first film that features Jet Li and Jackie Chan together. Apparently, Jackie Chan said it was pretty easy to work together.

I have not worked with someone whom I’m comfortable with, in terms of
movements, rhythm and natural reactions, in the last 10 years. I have
done many fight scenes with others but there were usually more than 10
takes, which is a waste of time as the person may forget his moves and
unnecessary injuries. When I fought with Li, our actions were quick. We
also didn’t have to do the same stunt over 20 times. #

Ok, I’m motivated to go to the park again. My new dream job: to be in a movie with both of them.

Gilbert & George

Gilbert & George put themselves at the center of their artwork. Identifying as “living sculptures” in art and daily life, they eliminate the distinction between artist and art. They began their career together with a tabletop vaudeville performance piece called The Singing Sculpture. Eventually, they began photographing their performance work to extend its reach and range. Over the years, their art has incorporated film and computer graphics.

Looks interesting, even though I know nothing about art. Anyone want to pay a visit to the de Young?

Bonds will be missed. I was just…missing.

My friend Craig had extra tickets to Barry Bonds’ last game with the Giants, so he invited me and my friend Nathan along. We had really good seats (row 10 on the 3rd base side). Even though I’m not a big fan Giants fan, it’s always fun to go to a ballgame and of course, take pictures! Nathan and I brought our cameras along, but the the people who sat in front of us had big posters that blocked our photography efforts.

In the middle of the 6th inning, I went to use the restroom, and asked if anyone wanted me to get anything. Craig asked for garlic fries, but he told me to get them only if the lines were short. There were a handful of people in line, so I went ahead and stood in line. All the while, bottom of the inning, Giants at bat, Bonds on deck. I was very tempted to leave the line, but I figured, it’s ok, I’ll just watch on the TV’s. Apparently, it was his last at bat. He was leaving because his big toe was hurting (poor baby…*said in the tone of Hanz & Franz*) Anyways, I guess the fans gave him a standing ovation. He came out, waved his hat around…yay. And poof. Just like that, he’s gone. No speech to thank his fans. Not even an interview with the press. Bonds and his attitude, all the way to the end.

Anyhoo, here’s why I’m posting this today. Craig IM’ed me this morning and sent a scan of the front page of the sports section in today’s San Jose Mercury News:

bondsnews small Bonds will be missed. I was just...missing.

Click on the link to see what I’m talking about. You can see my friend Craig on the left with the hat and Nathan on the right with his camera, but WHERE AM I??? Yes, I was in line–missing. Totally missing. These things are only supposed to happen to someone like Ben Stiller in Meet the Parents.

Funny, I wasn’t that upset about missing Barry Bonds. I’m more upset about being missing from the newspaper. There goes my 15 millimeters of fame.

Final Jeopardy Quote

“In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.”
- John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath, Chapter 25

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On another note, I love it when friends know you well enough to know what you want without asking. I was craving corned beef and cabbage today and found out that Mimi made some for me tonight. She’s awesome.

Four things

You know when you played tag and you wanted to be it….oh oh, tag me, tag me! You end up just reaching out asking for the tag? I’m it!

Four jobs I’ve had in my life

  • Ice Cream Scooper
  • Teacher
  • Restaurant Manager
  • Therapist

Four movies I can watch over and over (hmm, I own the last 3 movies on the list)

  • The Shawshank Redemption
  • Princess Bride
  • Spaceballs
  • Chocolat

Four places I have lived

  • San Leandro, CA
  • Danville, CA
  • Santa Barbara, CA
  • Hong Kong

Four TV shows I love to watch

  • Jeopardy
  • CSI
  • Apprentice
  • Lost

Four places I have been on vacation (not many places, sadly)

  • British Columbia, Canada
  • HK/China
  • Florida
  • East Coast

Four websites I visit daily (er, almost daily)

  • Bloglines
  • Google News
  • Yahoo -to check mail and fantasy golf stats (when I remember)
  • The high school fellowship site

Four of my favorite foods

  • Breakfast – sausage, eggs, hashbrowns, toast, bacon, etc.
  • Japanese -but not the raw stuff, hate the texture
  • Noodles -any kind
  • My mom’s cooking

Four places I would rather be right now

  • Sleeping in my bed
  • Snowboarding on a snow-covered mountain somewhere
  • On a golf course playing 9 holes (not in any shape for 18 right now)
  • Eating with my parents or my grandma

Four people I am tagging to do this (no one specific, like how I was tagged)

  • anybody who reads this and wears glasses
  • anybody who reads this and is bored
  • anybody who reads this and has a blog
  • anybody who reads this and is procrastinating like me

A Real Job

I will miss watching the sunset over the ocean after work. thumb redcloud A Real Job

I’m still transitioning out of my current job since I have to stay on board to train new therapists for my cases. My last official day is next Thursday, but I’ll be starting the new job on Monday. So guess what? Next week will be a lot of work and commuting trying to juggle both jobs for a few days. Pray for energy.

I’m excited. Actually, I think my parents are even more thrilled to hear that I have a regular 8 hour a day job behind a desk. Guess they didn’t see 1 on 1 therapy as a “real” job. I realized that I’ve never had an 8 hour a day job before. I’ve never had my own desk or my own cubicle for that matter. It’s kinda weird to think of it in those terms. My friend (and now coworker) MaryAnn, told me to bring all my decorations. Funny.

Resignation, from special ed?

I did it. I spoke with the boss lady today. I really hate talking to her. She cares for nothing but her business. Anyhoo, I sent in my formal letter of resignation. Feels kinda weird. I’ll leave as soon as I can turn over my clients to other therapists. I don’t want to leave the kids hangin with no therapy. I just feel really badly for the families because they’ve been through a lot recently. A lot of therapists left at the end of summer (and they left abruptly, leaving only myself to work with the kids). We got some new therapists on the cases and their schedules have finally stabilized, and now I leave. I guess this just comes at a bad time. Well, I guess in this line of work, any time is bad, to leave the kids.

So I won’t be working with autistic children anymore. I’m excited to see what God has in store for me. I gotta thank him for giving me this opportunity. It’s funny, whenever I want to take my life in a certain direction, the doors have usually been shut or I barely squeeze through. But when God wants me to go one way, the door is wide open. I realize I don’t trust him enough. I’m lame.

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By the way, ever wonder where kids in the city go trick or treating? Try Union St. I went with one of the kids today. We almost went trick or treating in Armani and Bebe, but they didn’t have orange flyers like all the other shops that welcomed trick or treaters. Snobs.

Teaching

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Saturday night was TAD: Teacher’s Appreciation Day. We were tricked by the pastor’s wife (yes, the pastor’s wife was in on the conspiracy) into thinking that we had a youth worker’s meeting. Instead, we found ourselves in a candlelit room with beautiful decorated tables and place settings. We had individual name cards, menus and programs. The meal included an exquisite prime rib dinner, complete with appetizers and a variety of desserts, including dark chocolate of course. Attention to detail was evidenced by the availability of horseradish and toothpicks after dinner. The service was impeccable. I sound like a restaurant critic, but they deserve the credit. I’ve never seen my kids so well mannered (at least to us) that I wondered why I don’t see that kind of behavior more on Sundays. Continue reading