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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Fire alarm
Can I just sy one thing? I got a stupid speeding ticket today for
going 43 in a 30 MPH zone. If you'll allow your honor, I totally
thought it was a 35 mph zone and I believe his laser gun is facist.
going 43 in a 30 MPH zone. If you'll allow your honor, I totally
thought it was a 35 mph zone and I believe his laser gun is facist.
And now I am at the studio filming the awesome show 'The Big Tease'
for reelz channel, what I do every tuesday, and the fire alarm goes
off. Now luckily it doesn't have an annoying siren ring, but the alarm
does come withthe disgustingly blinding glashing light. I feel like
I'm in a nightclub. Fun fun! And now I feel like my retinas got sucker
punched. All in all, not a bad day...lots to blog about!
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Hotel hell
Have I ever told you all of my stellar luck with hotel rooms in SF?
Now for the few of you who know me well, yes, I did live in SF for a
number of years and know it well. However, just because I used to
have a pied-de-terre, but that doesn't mean when I go back, I get to
stay there nor in a hotel of my choosing.
take for example my one night at the Sir Francis Drake on Powell. Now that is a lovely hotel, one of my favorite chains, Kimpton Hotels, runs that bad boy. And I got a nice room really up high so I cannot hear the street noise. Now no one told the hotel that putting me up on the 15th floor with a nice view of Union Square would not drown out the drum circle that decided to form in front of the hotel to welcome and wake me up in the middle of the night. But then again, i was in SF, was anything but this expected? Also, as soon as I entered the stylish and well appointed room, I thought, nice. Then i looked to my left, the wall that partitions the bathroom from the sleeping area, and low and behold. The wall was undulating towards the bed I was gonna sleep in. Ok at that moment, i thought, crap! This is sooooo 'Nightmare on Elm Street'. I um, well, I....I went into the bathroom to make sure it was water damage caused by the tub so i could sleep easy knowing Freddie wasn't gonna come after me once the Sand Man made his fateful visit. Nope, no such luck. That wall was up against the sink, no water damage from this bathroom. So i tell myself, it is OBVIOUSLY from upstairs. OK, that makes me feel better, but my one question of the night is...why would you put vertical fabric wall paper over a wall that juts out like it's pissed at your face and ready to exact revenge - all in a mint green color? The wall juts OUT! that will not and cannot be hidden by vertical wall paper.
And then there is my visit to the Pickwick hotel in SF, the lovely hotel in the heart of homeless San Francisco that I stayed in while attending GDC, the Game Developer's Conference. Now let it be known that i used to walk by this hotel, only during daylight hours, and though it is right next to the newly renovated shopping center in downtown, that don't mean nothing to the ladies and gentlemen of the night. That hotel is getting itself together, but luckily, it still had the odor of 'The Shining' when I stayed there. Yeah. Ok, so as soon as I walk in, the guy is pretty nice, since I am the only one checking in to stay overnight and I am alone, versus with someone for a couple hours. So i get sent up to my room, and as soon as i get off the elevator, I swear i thought Jack Nicholson was gonna pop and and scream 'All work and no play make Jack a dull boy'. But that aside, i rush to my hotel room to check out the safe haven i can call my humble abode for the night. As soon as I walk into the golden wall papered room, i see them. There are paintings all over the walls, all portraits of women from the 19th century style of painting...and they are all STARING at me. So to keep my brain from jumping out of my head, I decide to move around the room a little and of course their eyes follow me! This is absolutely no 'magic picture' crap where you have to focus to see it, these eyes were just there, gazing....and they obviously had nothing to do, even the lady in the canoe was staring! GAWD! So i sit myself down on the oddly upholstered bed, which has the little tuft buttons and lyrical coziness one can only expect from the deserted hotel Jack Nicholson runs....and I look at the wall. Now remembering my experience with the Nightmare on Elm Street wall, where I seriously thought Freddie was behind there and pushing through it, I search this wall. Whew! It is flat. But of course, this old room isn't exactly straight. I see that they put in the effort to apply moulding, only to have it crooked to accentuate the ceiling's unparalleled nature. Gawd. The spooky staring painted ladies, The Shining hallway, eerie elevator and now crooked ceiling.
I think i just need to check into hotels earlier than 11 pm. And go in blindfolded. Problems solved!
Now for the few of you who know me well, yes, I did live in SF for a
number of years and know it well. However, just because I used to
have a pied-de-terre, but that doesn't mean when I go back, I get to
stay there nor in a hotel of my choosing.
take for example my one night at the Sir Francis Drake on Powell. Now that is a lovely hotel, one of my favorite chains, Kimpton Hotels, runs that bad boy. And I got a nice room really up high so I cannot hear the street noise. Now no one told the hotel that putting me up on the 15th floor with a nice view of Union Square would not drown out the drum circle that decided to form in front of the hotel to welcome and wake me up in the middle of the night. But then again, i was in SF, was anything but this expected? Also, as soon as I entered the stylish and well appointed room, I thought, nice. Then i looked to my left, the wall that partitions the bathroom from the sleeping area, and low and behold. The wall was undulating towards the bed I was gonna sleep in. Ok at that moment, i thought, crap! This is sooooo 'Nightmare on Elm Street'. I um, well, I....I went into the bathroom to make sure it was water damage caused by the tub so i could sleep easy knowing Freddie wasn't gonna come after me once the Sand Man made his fateful visit. Nope, no such luck. That wall was up against the sink, no water damage from this bathroom. So i tell myself, it is OBVIOUSLY from upstairs. OK, that makes me feel better, but my one question of the night is...why would you put vertical fabric wall paper over a wall that juts out like it's pissed at your face and ready to exact revenge - all in a mint green color? The wall juts OUT! that will not and cannot be hidden by vertical wall paper.
And then there is my visit to the Pickwick hotel in SF, the lovely hotel in the heart of homeless San Francisco that I stayed in while attending GDC, the Game Developer's Conference. Now let it be known that i used to walk by this hotel, only during daylight hours, and though it is right next to the newly renovated shopping center in downtown, that don't mean nothing to the ladies and gentlemen of the night. That hotel is getting itself together, but luckily, it still had the odor of 'The Shining' when I stayed there. Yeah. Ok, so as soon as I walk in, the guy is pretty nice, since I am the only one checking in to stay overnight and I am alone, versus with someone for a couple hours. So i get sent up to my room, and as soon as i get off the elevator, I swear i thought Jack Nicholson was gonna pop and and scream 'All work and no play make Jack a dull boy'. But that aside, i rush to my hotel room to check out the safe haven i can call my humble abode for the night. As soon as I walk into the golden wall papered room, i see them. There are paintings all over the walls, all portraits of women from the 19th century style of painting...and they are all STARING at me. So to keep my brain from jumping out of my head, I decide to move around the room a little and of course their eyes follow me! This is absolutely no 'magic picture' crap where you have to focus to see it, these eyes were just there, gazing....and they obviously had nothing to do, even the lady in the canoe was staring! GAWD! So i sit myself down on the oddly upholstered bed, which has the little tuft buttons and lyrical coziness one can only expect from the deserted hotel Jack Nicholson runs....and I look at the wall. Now remembering my experience with the Nightmare on Elm Street wall, where I seriously thought Freddie was behind there and pushing through it, I search this wall. Whew! It is flat. But of course, this old room isn't exactly straight. I see that they put in the effort to apply moulding, only to have it crooked to accentuate the ceiling's unparalleled nature. Gawd. The spooky staring painted ladies, The Shining hallway, eerie elevator and now crooked ceiling.
I think i just need to check into hotels earlier than 11 pm. And go in blindfolded. Problems solved!
Thursday, February 07, 2008
GUNG HAY FAT CHOY!
Hello all! Happy Chinese New Year! It is the year of the rat, 4706.
Do you all know what kind of frenzy i have been whipping myself into to prepare myself and my home for the new year? Well for you Chinese New Year novices out there, please allow me to tell you that to usher in the new year, it's a really good idea to clean your house from floor to ceiling. You want to make sure that you sweep and throw out all of the old year, including all the bad luck that may have settled, and your home is ready for all the good luck to come in and rest in your home for the entire year! I love it!
So what do I do? Well I have bveen redoing my closets for the last eon, and finally started tackling all the little household projects I have wanted to do, like redoing the AC unit, measuring out a fridge, cleaning out the office, bedroom, hanging pictures, re-orienting my living room, and anything else I can do to make my life that much more difficult. And it did! Can I just tell you that in the last few days of going crazy in my house for the last 4 days have sucked out all my funny and energy to the point that I will set my alarm for, oh say, 9 am so i can get my car washed, get to the gym, run errands and see family, my body will look at me like Arnold looked at Willis and just say 'Whachu talking about Willis?!' Then slap my face down and pin me in bed. My I open up a mean can of whoop-ass on myself. And that is why I have somehow gone crazy and broken down my day by the 15 minute mark. Yeah. I'm frustrated, angry, and doing waaayyy too much furniture moving in a short time span. I feel like I'm hopped up on the juice. Is this how the Giants won? And can I just say I called that mutha! ugh! That's right!
May the year of the rat bring much prosperity, happiness and success to you all.
Do you all know what kind of frenzy i have been whipping myself into to prepare myself and my home for the new year? Well for you Chinese New Year novices out there, please allow me to tell you that to usher in the new year, it's a really good idea to clean your house from floor to ceiling. You want to make sure that you sweep and throw out all of the old year, including all the bad luck that may have settled, and your home is ready for all the good luck to come in and rest in your home for the entire year! I love it!
So what do I do? Well I have bveen redoing my closets for the last eon, and finally started tackling all the little household projects I have wanted to do, like redoing the AC unit, measuring out a fridge, cleaning out the office, bedroom, hanging pictures, re-orienting my living room, and anything else I can do to make my life that much more difficult. And it did! Can I just tell you that in the last few days of going crazy in my house for the last 4 days have sucked out all my funny and energy to the point that I will set my alarm for, oh say, 9 am so i can get my car washed, get to the gym, run errands and see family, my body will look at me like Arnold looked at Willis and just say 'Whachu talking about Willis?!' Then slap my face down and pin me in bed. My I open up a mean can of whoop-ass on myself. And that is why I have somehow gone crazy and broken down my day by the 15 minute mark. Yeah. I'm frustrated, angry, and doing waaayyy too much furniture moving in a short time span. I feel like I'm hopped up on the juice. Is this how the Giants won? And can I just say I called that mutha! ugh! That's right!
May the year of the rat bring much prosperity, happiness and success to you all.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture edition
There is a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture edition happening in my living room and all I can do is type my blog entry. I am soooo tired!
What did I do to make myself so worn out today? Well it started off well enough. I took my sister and a few of our girlfriends to a new salon to get their hair cut. I thought it would be fun for everyone to get a new do on me. Then I got the bill - from starbucks. The start of the day. Damn. I knew I was in for a stationwagon of a credit card bill. I guess I should have thought of that before I offered - and I'm still talking about the coffee run. Just ranting. The girls got their hair cut and only 1 out of 4 hated her hair. Now that's not bad odds.
And for some god for saken reason, Los Angeles is the capital of traffic mayhem, the center of the evil universe for the devil's traffic heaven. Why does the horned one really see the need to create traffic jams that happen when people just slow down at a curve on every single freeway in Los Angeles county? Why can't we just have one road that lets you travel at 65 mph without traffic, this I ask you. If there is a masters student out there looking to write a thesis and then win the nobel peace prize before the age of 35, may i recommend you solve LA's simple traffic question? And by solve, I mean eliminate the driving competition. And by eliminate, I mean food poisoning all the way! That makes it almost impossible to sit for a standard amount of time in a car!
And then there was the 8 pm Chinese New Year Spectacular. Now I have to say I love me some Chinese New Year. I celebrate it every year with my parents. We cook huge meals, act on our best behavior, and love each other like normal families do only on holidays! :) Anyhow, when I heard there was going to be a performance celebrating the coolness of the holiday, I said, I need to get me some of those tickets. So i did. And twisting the arms of my family to go to a Chinese Art Performance is no small task. I get these 4 tickets thinking every person in my immediate family, all of Chinese descent, would jump at the opportunity to see the arts of their homeland. Not so sherlock! Mom complains she gets sleepy by 7 pm. Sister could care less, after she heard slight rumors that there are FaLungGang overtures. Brother intelligently went out of town, and then there were two, my dad and I. So we had two extra tickets which we gave away to family friends and that was easy enough. But the adventure is just beginning.....
I have to continue this later though. I sleepy.
What did I do to make myself so worn out today? Well it started off well enough. I took my sister and a few of our girlfriends to a new salon to get their hair cut. I thought it would be fun for everyone to get a new do on me. Then I got the bill - from starbucks. The start of the day. Damn. I knew I was in for a stationwagon of a credit card bill. I guess I should have thought of that before I offered - and I'm still talking about the coffee run. Just ranting. The girls got their hair cut and only 1 out of 4 hated her hair. Now that's not bad odds.
And for some god for saken reason, Los Angeles is the capital of traffic mayhem, the center of the evil universe for the devil's traffic heaven. Why does the horned one really see the need to create traffic jams that happen when people just slow down at a curve on every single freeway in Los Angeles county? Why can't we just have one road that lets you travel at 65 mph without traffic, this I ask you. If there is a masters student out there looking to write a thesis and then win the nobel peace prize before the age of 35, may i recommend you solve LA's simple traffic question? And by solve, I mean eliminate the driving competition. And by eliminate, I mean food poisoning all the way! That makes it almost impossible to sit for a standard amount of time in a car!
And then there was the 8 pm Chinese New Year Spectacular. Now I have to say I love me some Chinese New Year. I celebrate it every year with my parents. We cook huge meals, act on our best behavior, and love each other like normal families do only on holidays! :) Anyhow, when I heard there was going to be a performance celebrating the coolness of the holiday, I said, I need to get me some of those tickets. So i did. And twisting the arms of my family to go to a Chinese Art Performance is no small task. I get these 4 tickets thinking every person in my immediate family, all of Chinese descent, would jump at the opportunity to see the arts of their homeland. Not so sherlock! Mom complains she gets sleepy by 7 pm. Sister could care less, after she heard slight rumors that there are FaLungGang overtures. Brother intelligently went out of town, and then there were two, my dad and I. So we had two extra tickets which we gave away to family friends and that was easy enough. But the adventure is just beginning.....
I have to continue this later though. I sleepy.
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