Too young to be old
Too old be young
Living a 25 hour life in a 24 hour day
Perfectly lonely but fiercely dependent
It's been a wild weird winter/early spring.
New things old things bad things good things
Sticking my neck out trying to get noticed
With great praise received in roles
but none in building bonds with some
Trying to find a place but running out of space
Without an answer I stare at this damn screen waiting for the notification
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Friday, December 24, 2010
Recipe for Making a Bomb Christmas Dinner
Very unorthodox Christmas, but if I have learned anything from Euro-snow nearly ruining our plans due to inability for Europeans to work without freaking out and running out of de-icing liquid, it is that Christmas is where family and good company is. So here in pictures is how I rocked the Christmas dinner and how you can too. No real quinessential "Christmas" roast but still good rustic food with some European and Californian influence. Hope everyone had a good one and enjoy the photos:
Portugese Kale Soup:
1. Add stuff
2. Put it in a pot with stock and simmer
Pasta with Clams and White Wine:
1. Get clams
2. Get Pancetta
3. Cut up some Parsley
4. Put stuff together, add some white wine and some hot pepper for a kick and serve
Duck Breast with beet roots and watercrest:
2. Once that's ready cook your duck and put it on top. Make sure you rest it so the juices redistribute into the meat.
Portugese Kale Soup:
1. Add stuff
2. Put it in a pot with stock and simmer
3. Pour it into a bowl
Salad: put greens together and make a dressing. Straight forward:
Pasta with Clams and White Wine:
1. Get clams
2. Get Pancetta
3. Cut up some Parsley
4. Put stuff together, add some white wine and some hot pepper for a kick and serve
Duck Breast with beet roots and watercrest:
1. Get some foil, put the beets in there with rosemary, olive oil, salt/pepper, and balsamic and pop in the oven for 35 minutes at 400F
2. Once that's ready cook your duck and put it on top. Make sure you rest it so the juices redistribute into the meat.
Should be pretty straight forward ya? Haha. Anywho hope everyone out there is enjoy Christmas and having a wonderful break. Was going to write a post about London but got too lazy so just check the album on FB. Anywho, love peace and chicken grease.
K
Sunday, December 12, 2010
To the Skies
The boys at Green Street are back at it again. Fresh off their tour in Tokyo they come back to Identity Bar and give another dynamite show with some new beats. Now back with new mindsets as well as new friends (DJ Tomoko and Ucca in attendance at the gig) they're ready to show the world some new tracks this coming winter. Check them out here and watch out for them as they perform at 2011 South by Southwest in Austin TX.
Pictures from the show:
Pictures from the show:
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Facillitator of That Go Life
The frequency of these posts have decreased significantly. It has truly been tough to keep updating this blog on a regular pace with work and life. All I can say is that I'm glad I took the GMATs near the end of September, because with the way life and work is going there would have been no way for me to find time to study.
This media industry life is a fast paced experience. Never working a 9-5, being able to work with everybody in the company. The competitive nature of building together presentations for pitches. And talking about it and drinking it until Kingdom Come with your coworkers. It is a very interesting dynamic in that my team, my office, my coworkers are all people that I genuinely and wholeheartedly enjoy being with.
Excited that my San Francisco giants won the World Series, anxious to see how my Sharks will do this season with some team roster changes, wondering how the English Premier League is going to turn out.
Meeting new friends, seeing old friends, losing touch with best friends. Drinking with coworkers, brunching with study abroaders, catching up with fraternity brothers.
Loving the leaves change color, hating the winds gusting harder, excited for the holiday season approaching faster.
Hating how this city is starting to lose it's novelty, hating that I have become just another person in the city working his life never realizing that he's in the capital of the world. Losing all excitement, losing all wonder that he works with builders that tower over his head. Then going out with friends, downing shots the bartender sends, eating food in the morning hours, waking up to beautiful scenes of the fall time sun beams. Sitting by the pitch on top of a pier playing soccer on the roof with the skyline to the south. Wondering where else could you ever find a place where the ambiance could ever match the place you're playing soccer right now.
Loving the city can't believe I live here, but realizing I've been here for nearly a quarter of my life. One day when I leave and pack up my things I will finally realize the city's grasp on me.
I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday wherever you are. Will try to get some posts in before the new year.
Love, peace, chicken grease.
This media industry life is a fast paced experience. Never working a 9-5, being able to work with everybody in the company. The competitive nature of building together presentations for pitches. And talking about it and drinking it until Kingdom Come with your coworkers. It is a very interesting dynamic in that my team, my office, my coworkers are all people that I genuinely and wholeheartedly enjoy being with.
Excited that my San Francisco giants won the World Series, anxious to see how my Sharks will do this season with some team roster changes, wondering how the English Premier League is going to turn out.
Meeting new friends, seeing old friends, losing touch with best friends. Drinking with coworkers, brunching with study abroaders, catching up with fraternity brothers.
Loving the leaves change color, hating the winds gusting harder, excited for the holiday season approaching faster.
Hating how this city is starting to lose it's novelty, hating that I have become just another person in the city working his life never realizing that he's in the capital of the world. Losing all excitement, losing all wonder that he works with builders that tower over his head. Then going out with friends, downing shots the bartender sends, eating food in the morning hours, waking up to beautiful scenes of the fall time sun beams. Sitting by the pitch on top of a pier playing soccer on the roof with the skyline to the south. Wondering where else could you ever find a place where the ambiance could ever match the place you're playing soccer right now.
Loving the city can't believe I live here, but realizing I've been here for nearly a quarter of my life. One day when I leave and pack up my things I will finally realize the city's grasp on me.
I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday wherever you are. Will try to get some posts in before the new year.
Love, peace, chicken grease.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
The Death of Organic Communication
You see it everywhere, especially in New York City. Bistros, fine dining, fast food, outdoor bars. Like a quickly spreading epidemic I walk by these tables and see couples sitting having a beer, or food. But there is no speaking, no yelling, no communication. Well there is rather, but all on smart phones. Take a look again at your nearby restaurant and you'll be shocked by the number of people sitting face to face but on their smart phones - texting, BBMing, fbing, four-squaring where they are.
What happened to the love of sharing food with someone you love?
What happened to the joy of food?
In an era where smart phones are becoming as much of an accessory as lipstick or your watch, communication is becoming more electronic and interconnected than ever before. You can hold 34 conversations simultaneously on your phone while updating where you are all while learning the latest Perez Hilton gossip. But this activity becomes infectious, and this worries me as the sheer activity of live communication becomes second to what buzzes in your pocket.
You see it all the time, the table is silent but to the noise of fingers clicking on the phone. Why bother going out then? The premise of going out to eat, grab a bite, catch up with a friend has lost all its value and novelty as you drive your attention to your 2.5x4" screen. The idea of being able to physically engage with your companion all while surrounded by the ability to enjoy food is something special and one of the few times in life where you can just slow down and forget what else is going on.
The inner foodie in me kills me when I see it. So do me a favor, and for the sake of all food lovers, conversation lovers, and people lovers out there: turn off your damn phone. Things can wait for 60 minutes.
>>>EDIT>>>
Seems like CNN and Netiquette agree with me as well:
Article here
What happened to the love of sharing food with someone you love?
What happened to the joy of food?
In an era where smart phones are becoming as much of an accessory as lipstick or your watch, communication is becoming more electronic and interconnected than ever before. You can hold 34 conversations simultaneously on your phone while updating where you are all while learning the latest Perez Hilton gossip. But this activity becomes infectious, and this worries me as the sheer activity of live communication becomes second to what buzzes in your pocket.
You see it all the time, the table is silent but to the noise of fingers clicking on the phone. Why bother going out then? The premise of going out to eat, grab a bite, catch up with a friend has lost all its value and novelty as you drive your attention to your 2.5x4" screen. The idea of being able to physically engage with your companion all while surrounded by the ability to enjoy food is something special and one of the few times in life where you can just slow down and forget what else is going on.
The inner foodie in me kills me when I see it. So do me a favor, and for the sake of all food lovers, conversation lovers, and people lovers out there: turn off your damn phone. Things can wait for 60 minutes.
>>>EDIT>>>
Seems like CNN and Netiquette agree with me as well:
Article here
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