March 15, 2009

/WOTD/ scintilla \sin-TIL-uh\, noun: A tiny or scarcely detectable amount; the slightest particle; a trace; a spark.

If I could infuse my personality with even one more scintilla of compassion, I feel like I would be a much more effective person.

Today was a pretty long day, but it was a day well-spent.  Met up with homies at Bonelli park and we just kicked it for the majority of an afternoon.  It was an overcast day, but the sun came out to mix in a trace amount of warmth to round out the day quite nicely.  The evening was spent at KBBQ in good company with good conversation and the consumption of good food.

I thought I’d post some pictures with color after the black & white set I uploaded yesterday.  Black & White has its place in my heart, but color gives the pictures so much personality.  To tell you the truth, I usually desaturate images that are just too troublesome to color correct cos I’m lazy.








March 14, 2009

/WOTD/ esoteric \es-uh-TER-ik\, adjective1. understood by or meant for only the select few who have special knowledge or interest; recondite
2. belonging to the select few
3. private; secret; confidential
4. (of a philosophical doctrine or the like) intended to be revealed only to the initiates of a group

The streetwear fashion niche is quite esoteric; not too many people can comprehend spending so much on various articles of clothing and likewise, not too many people can pull off said clothing.

It’s been a crazy couple of days.  I’ve been all over the place.  I’ve accrued one speeding ticket, which should deduct a sizable chunk of change from my already dwindling savings account, and a parking ticket for overnight parking on the wrong side of the street right outside of my own home.  My car woes seem to come in bunches, but I can’t complain.  Some people out there in the world right now would not be able to amass enough money in their whole lifetime to purchase a car, so I’m already blessed beyond measure.  Well, it’s very late, so I’m going to just post some pictures from the last couple of days and go to sleep.  Wow, two inconsequential important days in a row – Friday the 13th to Pi day.  What are the odds?  How often does this happen?





Neo-Progresso Dinner Weekend – Welcome To Our World!

March 3, 2009

/WOTD/ acute \uh-KYOOT\, adjective: 1. acting keenly on the senses; sharp 2. quick in discernment; drawing fine distinctions 3. of an angle, less than 90 degrees 4. happening quickly, briefly, and severely

I once met a cute girl; she was quite acute.

Movie looks really eerie but I’m still interested.  Gondry never ceases to fascinate me.  It’s always awesome to see when people come up and get the respect they deserve.

I’m so friggin’ exhausted from this past weekend.  There was so, so much going on, and even though it was physically taxing, bodies can recover and it certainly was all worth it.

A bunch of us (@crystal_jean, @oogieoo, @imhenry, @hollyxann, @allanzzz, @jackiejlee, @jessecplee, @krispyapplebee, @ruthchu, @tiffrz to name a few of the tweeters) decided to put on a progressive dinner for the graduating college senior class at church (@g12eddie, @j0shhuang, @chesterhuang, @butterflikisses, @cheekz, @daving, @janeyou, @joobacca, @uhnivek – wow, tweeters be replicating!) to welcome them with open arms to the life we embrace post-college.  We divvied dinner up between three houses, progressing it slowly from appetizers to main courses to deserts, with drivers whisking each of the three groups away after the allotted thirty minute time period.

The day seemed to be one long held breath, at least for me.  First of all, we were a tad short-staffed.  One of the helpers became a driver, and another wanted to document the whole thing on video.  So we were down to three, and we set out to make the main course for 40+ people.

We slowly rolled through Costco (, whipped through Staters Brothers, and pretty soon it was go-time.  The whole preparation period had the feel of the latter half of an Iron Chef competition – time was ticking and the possibility of our imagined cuisine actually materializing diminishing.  With a focused attitude, I humbly began the first task at hand – grating a block of sharp cheddar to shreds.  Idiotically, I ended up grating off a sizable chunk of my thumb.  It ended up being kinda gross, but it was handled.  After that, I was relegated to chop duty, and even though that was the only relatively major hiccup during the whole process, time was still both our friend and foe.

Tick tock tick tock tick.  We finished on time but by the end of the preparation period, every member of the team was crippled in some way – Ruth’s ankle has been on the mend for a month now, Becca’s back had given out and she was perma-glued to the massage chair, and my wounded finger prevented me from being near any water for fear of infection (Score! No dishes!).

Relevant videos – 1 2 3 4

Cheers to a succesful night.


Hawaii themed dinner – See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil hula pigs in front of the kool-aid sprite cocktail.


Everything was so colorful.


Teriyaki pineapple meatballs.  So delicious.


LOADED mac & cheese.  Alfredo, sharp cheddar, bacon bits, bread crumbs.  I’m getting hungry just looking at it.  I conquered it, but I suffered later, since I’ve developed a semi-lactose intolerance.


The different meats you could skewer on to your kebab with their respective sauces.


This has nothing to do with the progressive dinner.  I just took some shots at work, looking for a suitable header image for the work blog.


Right outside the shop.  I liked the sky, the oncoming traffic and the church across the ways.


February 24, 2009

/WOTD/ peculate PEK-yuh-leyt, verb: to steal money or goods entrusted to one; embezzle

Towards the end of the day during ELM‘s Black Friday sale, one customer thought that he could go into the changing room and peculate the goods he was trying on.

I woke up waaaaay early today. Mia woke me up by pawing me, notifying me that she’d shaken off the last remnants of her slumber (I was couching it, and she was sleeping at the foot of the couch) and was ready to get the day going. It’s too bad that getting the day going involved waking up at approximately 6:57 AM PST and an urgent desire to expel the contents of her puppy bladder. I’m guessing those paws tha woke me up weren’t an expression of her affection for me, but rather a warning that she had to go and she had to go now! I groggily sauntered over to where she had already begun to piss, urged her to stop, took her outside, where she was finally able to finish. I guess you can’t always win. A half-puddle of urine is better than a full puddle of urine, any day of the week, especially Tuesdays.

Back to the actual purpose of this blog – the denims. While Mia was playing around in the backyard, I had some time to shoot my denims, which just had their 3 month anniversary this past Friday.

SE05BSP 3 months / no soak / no wash

The front.

Details of the front creases.

Details of the ring fade in the coin pocket. I used to wear that ring, but it’s made out of titanium, so it didn’t really adapt with the weather well and I felt that it was messing with my finger bone.

The Back.

Details of the wallet fade.

Itchy Teeth
Black & White

Itchy Teeth


February 23, 2009

/WOTD/ beseech bi-SEECH, verb; beseech, besought or beseeched, beseeching: to ask earnestly; implore

I intended to beseech for forgiveness, but it slipped my mind and came back to bite me in the worst of ways.

A long tiring Sunday, but things are already different in that Mia seems to be sleeping through the night (at least thus far, knock on wood).

Not the usual stream of photos, but I like these two, probably because I took and framed each, instead of just ripping photos off the camera that aren’t my creative property.

Meh. Anyway, I took her to the park today after church, and she was able to just chill, and stomp around to her heart’s content. She really is an oversized puppy, and I can’t forget that cos she’s already close to the full grown size of my old beagle, may she rest in peace. She’s leveled up her experience so much in the last two days already.

7 weeks old, but she’s already spending her nights surrounded by iron bars. We actually had to fortify the structure cos she broke out of jail last night and left a little brown present right by the dining table in protest. Scrum-diddly-umptious!

The Octagon
Much like the deadly octagon fights in mixed martial arts fighting, this octagon is lively and full of flying bodily fluids.


February 22, 2009

/WOTD/ nocuous NOK-yoo-uhs, adjective: very hurtful; noxious

My new pup Mia is not very nocuous at all; any pain she causes is inadvertent. She can’t really help having oversized paws and needle-point teeth.

First day with the new pup – black lab/question-mark-father mix (most likely german shep). It’s 1:57 AM and she’s lying down next to me, slipping in and out of sleep. She slept too much during the day, so when we leave her alone, she’s not sleeping through the night and causing a whining racket. But she sure is cute! I’ve already had to clean up her urine 3 times and I haven’t really minded at all! I didn’t shoot any of these pictures.

Her first experience outside at church. She was pretty scared.

She pissed at @effchu‘s feet ( I would too). The entire process was documented.

Leaving the scene of the crime. She paws around like a tigress.

Not really liking the leash thing at all. She still doesn’t. What a princess.

But I can’t really say no to that face.

Artsy Golden Stream. It represents the snaking Yellow River, breaking through the rigid lines of the Iron Curtain. Actually, @effchu was just trying to be artsy, I’ll bet.

Me with the pup.

Mr. Wood, firing away. His shots are probably 10x bettarz.

Constance wanted one. This little mongrel steals hearts and takes names.

We were trying to go to lunch, but homegirl wasn’t moving at all. If only she were that sleepy now. Nice jawnz.

New addition to the family! @daving con mi.


February 20, 2009

/WOTD/ tautological taw-TOL-uh-guh-kuhl, adjective: unnecessarily or uselessly repetitive

Keeping my workspace clean is tautological; my OCD compels me to find order, but anything that is useful seems to cling to disorder.

By now, most of you have probably heard of the web’s latest blog sensation, This is why you’re fat. Look at the finality of that title. It is comprised of a cornucopia of comfort foods, arranged oh-so-pleasantly to give the consumer that much higher of a chance to dam their arteries.

@crystal_jean and I decided that we were going to attempt to concoct a monstrosity worthy of that website.

I busted out my trusty mini-moleskin that I’ve taken to keeping in my camera bag. Its been sitting there, contentedly and completely empty, but I think we’ve stumbled upon a project worthy of breaking it open and tarnishing its yellowing lines.

Page 1 of our brainstorm.

Page 2 & 3.

Yep, we’re up to no good & @effchu has reserved himself a spot as a taste tester (no surprise there).