Collecting and complying from various conversation, observation, and reading, here is a checklist for "you know you are a Hipster" if...
1. You buy used clothes not because you can't afford new, and you spend 100 bucks on a vintage outfit;
2. You enjoy cruising on a single speed bike without helmet on a hilly city, e.g. San Fracisco;
3. You wear a jean that is way short so that everyone can see your socks a mile away, and your jean is usually tight enough to make you walk like a robot;
4. You pretend to love all the underground music that no one has even heard of. You are self-proclaim the No. 1 supporter for these bands and you can brag about the way you supported them when the band was unknown all day. Now, you hate them for getting famous and popular with a consistent fan base of 10 people. And with the 2nd CD out, you are feeling that their music direction deviates from the original;
5. You are learning a second language for the reason of impressing other by practicing it through ordering foods and correcting other's inaccurate pronunciation;
6. If you are not a potter, you can't be stoner. If you are not a stoner, you can't be a hipster;
7. Your body naturally move randomly whenever music is on, wherever you are, and whatever type of music is playing, yet everyone is making an attempt to understand your dance style with the music;
8. You must be a liberal, no, a super-dupper-hyper liberal. Occasionally, you are a vegetarian or vegan.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Thoughts
Just writing down a few thoughts on different subjects... most of them are probably not anything brand new...
--- Save the Social Security System ---
I am quite certain that everyone is aware of the potential troubles with the social security system and have probably heard and thought of different ways to reduce the possible impact caused by the failing social security system. One way to sustain the existing system is to encourage males to spread their seeds and enlarge their family at an exponential rate so that the "legacy" can be passed on to the next generation. I am in complete agreement with this solution, and here comes what I think to be a nice slogan to bring up the social awareness of this solution ~ FUCK! No more "make love, not war" bumper sticker. Just go with the most direct approach - FUCK! In addition, here is a song to sing along with the slogan, imagine all the people fucking all the times. Imagine everyone is busy fucking and no time for crime, no time for violence. It's a wonderful world.
--- Risk Management ---
Life is all about making right decisions at the right moments and managing risks at different situations. What I'd like to share are a couple of life-long guidelines in making the right decisions.
Rule No. 1: It is not worth to break up with your girlfriend if you are only upgrading from a 6.5 to a 7.0. If any upgrade, it has to be a full-step improvement; otherwise, DON'T. Let us compare this with pure investment analysis: If the return does not justify the risk of the investment, there is no reason of making such investment. By the same token, think about all the time, work, and energy spent on a lady and she doesn't appear to be much better than whoever you have right now. Does it make sense to take action?
Rule No. 2: Always go for a 9.0 instead of a 5.0. First of all, let's make sure everyone on the same page; that is, perfect 10 does not exist! Miss 10.0 is like an ideal number such as the square root of -1 - imaginary. A'ight, next is the misconception of getting 5.0 is easier than getting 9.0. My firm belief is that all ladies are difficult to catch. Doesn't matter whether they are 1.0 or 9.0; it's just as difficult. Of course, there is no denial of different levels of difficulties associated with broads at different ranks. Nevertheless, fact cannot be ignored that the possibility of getting turned down by a 5.0 can be as high as by a 9.0. Getting shot down by a 5.0 can cause much psychological adverse affect on everyone than by a 9.0. Not to exaggerate, this can be life changing experience - picture yourself in a club and trying to ask a chubby chick, who is with her hot friend, to dance with you, but you find yourself facing the back of her head while your friends are calling you a chubby chaser. Oh boy!
That's all for tonight, peace.
--- Save the Social Security System ---
I am quite certain that everyone is aware of the potential troubles with the social security system and have probably heard and thought of different ways to reduce the possible impact caused by the failing social security system. One way to sustain the existing system is to encourage males to spread their seeds and enlarge their family at an exponential rate so that the "legacy" can be passed on to the next generation. I am in complete agreement with this solution, and here comes what I think to be a nice slogan to bring up the social awareness of this solution ~ FUCK! No more "make love, not war" bumper sticker. Just go with the most direct approach - FUCK! In addition, here is a song to sing along with the slogan, imagine all the people fucking all the times. Imagine everyone is busy fucking and no time for crime, no time for violence. It's a wonderful world.
--- Risk Management ---
Life is all about making right decisions at the right moments and managing risks at different situations. What I'd like to share are a couple of life-long guidelines in making the right decisions.
Rule No. 1: It is not worth to break up with your girlfriend if you are only upgrading from a 6.5 to a 7.0. If any upgrade, it has to be a full-step improvement; otherwise, DON'T. Let us compare this with pure investment analysis: If the return does not justify the risk of the investment, there is no reason of making such investment. By the same token, think about all the time, work, and energy spent on a lady and she doesn't appear to be much better than whoever you have right now. Does it make sense to take action?
Rule No. 2: Always go for a 9.0 instead of a 5.0. First of all, let's make sure everyone on the same page; that is, perfect 10 does not exist! Miss 10.0 is like an ideal number such as the square root of -1 - imaginary. A'ight, next is the misconception of getting 5.0 is easier than getting 9.0. My firm belief is that all ladies are difficult to catch. Doesn't matter whether they are 1.0 or 9.0; it's just as difficult. Of course, there is no denial of different levels of difficulties associated with broads at different ranks. Nevertheless, fact cannot be ignored that the possibility of getting turned down by a 5.0 can be as high as by a 9.0. Getting shot down by a 5.0 can cause much psychological adverse affect on everyone than by a 9.0. Not to exaggerate, this can be life changing experience - picture yourself in a club and trying to ask a chubby chick, who is with her hot friend, to dance with you, but you find yourself facing the back of her head while your friends are calling you a chubby chaser. Oh boy!
That's all for tonight, peace.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Random Anger
Does anyone know this week (4/14 to 4/21) is the so called "Teen Driving Week"? I was driving to work this morning and saw this message on a big ol' electronic billboard. I was like why wasting so much energy to show this non-productive message on a major highway and what the f^ck is "Teen Driving Week"? I don't even think this week should be the Teen Driving Week at all!
Here is what I think:
Move the "Teen Driving Week" to July or August to go hand-in-hand with the "Spare the Air Week". Meanwhile, we can encourage our teens to drive more to pollute the environment, and we can shoot ourselves in the foot to promote sparing the air by taking public transportation. This is yet another contradicting act from the government.
As long as I can assign each week for a special purpose, why don't we throw in something like: Singing While Driving Week, Pedestrian Walking on the Sidewalk Week, Smell Your Own Fart Week, Don't Flush Until You Can't Stand it Week... These sound like FUN!
Wait a damn second here. hmmm... I know. Argh huh, to add to my calender, I think I will have 4/14 to 4/21 be "the F^cking Us Over" or "the Government Says and We Bend Over" Week to celebrate the glorious deadline to file taxes!
Here is what I think:
Move the "Teen Driving Week" to July or August to go hand-in-hand with the "Spare the Air Week". Meanwhile, we can encourage our teens to drive more to pollute the environment, and we can shoot ourselves in the foot to promote sparing the air by taking public transportation. This is yet another contradicting act from the government.
As long as I can assign each week for a special purpose, why don't we throw in something like: Singing While Driving Week, Pedestrian Walking on the Sidewalk Week, Smell Your Own Fart Week, Don't Flush Until You Can't Stand it Week... These sound like FUN!
Wait a damn second here. hmmm... I know. Argh huh, to add to my calender, I think I will have 4/14 to 4/21 be "the F^cking Us Over" or "the Government Says and We Bend Over" Week to celebrate the glorious deadline to file taxes!
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sex and Sleep
It's been quite a while from my last post. Work has given me stress and not enough time for creativity until last night...
I was all and ready to get some rest last night, and the next thing - yeah, you know it - my upstair neighbor was DOING it. His girlfriend was making hella noise! Don't get me wrong. I am all in support of guys getting heads and ass, but I have to admit that it's not pleasant when you hear moaning while trying to fall asleep. The worst would be this girl purposely faking it! In this situation, I actually thought about turn on my speaker and play some porns as loud as it can to nullify this noise attack from upstair. Of course, being a gentleman as usual, I just put on my headphone as my earplug to block off all the unwanted sound wave.
Sleep was decent, not great, but decent, until 7 in the morning. I was waken up, again by the flicking moaning noise. I was flicking pissed 'cause I wanted to stay in bed until time to work. Plus, who would fucking wake up in 7 in the morning to DO it! That's an act without decency, you know. Remember in your apartment laundry room, there is always a sign telling you not to wash your clothes before 8 am and after 10 pm. This guy is violating the rules and should be expelled from the apartment.
While the noise keeps coming like a wave, a sudden thought just stroke me like a lightning - Maybe this girl is not his girlfriend, maybe she is a professional, a professional service provider. Now, it all made sense because if I paid for any service, I would want to get my full value. Plus, this is pussy we are talking about here, and there is no way that any guys would miss out on hitting that. Having sex and practicing the fundamentals of being a smart consumer, Grrreat! Literally, it's like hitting two birds with one stone.
Then, I forgave him and went back to sleep.
I was all and ready to get some rest last night, and the next thing - yeah, you know it - my upstair neighbor was DOING it. His girlfriend was making hella noise! Don't get me wrong. I am all in support of guys getting heads and ass, but I have to admit that it's not pleasant when you hear moaning while trying to fall asleep. The worst would be this girl purposely faking it! In this situation, I actually thought about turn on my speaker and play some porns as loud as it can to nullify this noise attack from upstair. Of course, being a gentleman as usual, I just put on my headphone as my earplug to block off all the unwanted sound wave.
Sleep was decent, not great, but decent, until 7 in the morning. I was waken up, again by the flicking moaning noise. I was flicking pissed 'cause I wanted to stay in bed until time to work. Plus, who would fucking wake up in 7 in the morning to DO it! That's an act without decency, you know. Remember in your apartment laundry room, there is always a sign telling you not to wash your clothes before 8 am and after 10 pm. This guy is violating the rules and should be expelled from the apartment.
While the noise keeps coming like a wave, a sudden thought just stroke me like a lightning - Maybe this girl is not his girlfriend, maybe she is a professional, a professional service provider. Now, it all made sense because if I paid for any service, I would want to get my full value. Plus, this is pussy we are talking about here, and there is no way that any guys would miss out on hitting that. Having sex and practicing the fundamentals of being a smart consumer, Grrreat! Literally, it's like hitting two birds with one stone.
Then, I forgave him and went back to sleep.
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