the bigger the better.

Ford Excursion. stay away miata.
Hummer H2. i need more gas....glup...glup....
Ford F-350. move it you, SMART ForTwo.
Costco 18" pizza. this is bigger than my wheel!!
Hardee's Monster Thickburger. only 1420calories.
64oz Coca-cola. half a gallon?
Biggie Size Freedom Fries. 1/4 lb of Idaho potatoes....yo!!
foot long sandwiches. uh....?de donde mi siesta de la tarde? nap time!!

Lesson learned.
the bigger they are, the harder it is to see the shoes.

FOR SALE: 1 futon, 2 chairs, 1 nice chair, 2 bookcases!!


Buyer: i want the chair and the 2 bookshelves.....

Seller:When would you be able to pick them up?

Buyer:sunday? i hope all of them can fit into my honda accord.

Seller:I may be selling them before then. I'll let you know either way.

Buyer:i will buy them and i will pick them up on sunday.

Seller:Sorry, the chair and small bookshelf are now claimed.

have u come across this scenario? like, discussing 2 different
things while using the same terminology.

e.g. flour vs flower

in the Yankees world, flour is pronounce as flower, after hour.
the Brits and the Yankees pronounce flower as flower.

when u bake or cook, this is either be delicioso or kapoo!


* e.g. - for example, for instance(Latin: exempli gratia)

i went to this bar on a early morning for the game between
Germany and Sweden. i could not find the place initially and
i was glad that i had the # to the sports bar.

the parking lot was pretty empty. yeah, 7.45am on a Sat morning,
and most of all, the FIFA world cup and i am in the U.S. anyway,
I got to the sports bar and I went to another room.

There were only 3 people over there that includes me. the other 2
were germans. one of them was wearing the jersey and i had one too.
he asked if i am german. he was kind of disappointed when i said
i am not. i asked myself, do i have to be a german to support,
deutschland???? most of all, which part of me looks like german?
hmm...i take that back. here is the deal, i am having a identity crisis.
i am chinese and i am not chinese.

95% - chinese
4% - portugese
1% - german

cool huh.

anyway, it was a good game. the swedish played like they were
singing dancing queen on the football field. also, that sports bar
had 16 big screen tvs. now that's what i call, futball estadio.

1) it's Bagel Friday. Yup, mi favorito bagel es Jalapeno Cheese Bagel with
Onion and Chives whipped cream cheese. On top of that, Silk soymilk.
And later, 2 Vitamin C pills and Vitamin-E capsules. Wow!! That is too healthy!!
In addition, a glass of Trader Joe's 100% Carrot Juice. You must be thinking
that I am a health-freak-unleashed. Ha....I don't care.......

On the flip side of the coin, the cheese will stick to the toaster and i have to
dig it out.....sigh!! I am thinking of bringing my oven toaster to my office. I am
serious, I have a microwave in my office. Next on the list, a oven toaster. Later,
a small fridge. And, a small freezer. Also, a portable stove. Lastly, I'm gonna
set my office on fire!! Burn down the whole 12-storey building........

2) I hope to get my new AreaCode-858 Verizon Samsung Cellphone. Yeah, I
moved to San Diego since early March and I am still having my 520 cellphone.
It's time......it's time.......

I went to attend a workshop and I need to sign up with name, phone # & email.
Later, I needed a badge and the person in charge welcomed me. She was nice and
had a nice smile. She read what I wrote and she asked, 520 area code? where
is that? I should have said, Do u have any problem with people from Planet Pluto?

my defination of honeymoon:

hike from kathmandu to base camp I. if the weather is good,
you can see Mt. Everest - 2 to 3 weeks of fun........


cool!!

i feel better today. i had a good run today. on tuesday,
i had a bad run and that triggered my tuesday and wednesday
to be a little moody. apologies!!

i can't explain how the feeling is, but if i did not run all the way
of the 3 mile trail, i get moody later on. i felt like, i did not do
well in my run; run like a crazy dog, run for 3 miles under the sun,
from 12pm to 1pm; that's what i like!!

yup, my running schedule, TUE and THU from 12 to 1pm, pat,
run like a crazy dog in the sun. i hope i can run 4 - 5miles in
1 hr. we'll see how it goes....

yesterday was good. had some work done and went
for a walk down in the canyon to CHILL OUT. yeah,
work for 2 hrs, rest for 1 hr. that's my motto. and..and...
keep it low profile ok. another X-files scam over here.
there's just too many Dana Scully around.

yeah, Tom, Dick and Harry went for a afternoon walk to
CHILL OUT. all were stressed out due to ..... slacking?
or they just worked to their bones.

the 3 stooges grapped a bottle of water in case they
walked too hard and get dehydrated under the blizzard
san diego sunny day and could not walk back. yeah right, hot.

the 3 musketeers walked down the canyon and the breeze was
just marvellous to retard the blazing san diego summer heat.
we walk to the left and we walk to the right, and we walk and
we walk and we walk all day, with the heels and the toes and
a half turn around, with the heels and the toes and a new.....
and a new .... dude found. i thought the 3 musketeers were supposed
to walk down the canyon not dance down the canyon.

the trinity were sweating and it's...real sweating. they decided to
take a break under a wild apricot tree. they looked up and ......
boy oh boy.....apricots everywhere.

the dumb, the idiot and the smartass pondered at all the fruits
on that tree. they gazed at them.... thinking what to do next. in
within a few moments, the heroic trio shaked the branches.
tens and tens of the wild apricots started to rain to the ground
and they started to pick them up and placed them in a
ranch99 plastic bag.

they rest for a while and later, Dick climb up that tree and Tom
passed to him a branch for him to jolt the top most branches
in order to mutiply our harvest. Dick was careful not to damage
other fruits that are still unripe. they collected more in a matter
of minutes.

wow..... they had like 10 lbs(pounds) of fresh wild apricots and
on top of that, they had already eaten a lb(pound) of it. they
looked at the tree again, and yes, there are still a lot of the
unripe fruits. well, we'll return for more, said Dick and Tom
hid the branch in a tucked away bush, far away from the tree.

the 3 tenors were happy and they headed back to the real world
and by the time, they got there, they were all soaked wet since
they need to hike up the trail, under the sun.

Yup, it's P.O.P. Larry, Hairy and Moe.

hint hint......
P - phi
O - odin
P - pat

X marks the spot. i know this place very well. i used to live here.
maps.google.com finally updated the db. thanks!!

Sometimes we wonder, "What did I do to deserve this?" or "Why did God
have to do this to me?" Here is a wonderful explanation!

A daughter is telling her Mother how everything is going wrong, she's failing
algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.
Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like
a snack, and the daughter says, "Absolutely Mom, I love your cake" "Here, have
some cooking oil," her Mother offers. "Yuck" says her daughter. "How about a
couple raw eggs?" "Gr Mom!" "Would you like some flour then? Or may be baking
soda?" "Mom, those are all yucky!"

To which the mother replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves.
But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully
delicious cake! God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would
let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts
these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him
and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!

God is crazy about you. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every
morning. Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the
universe, and He chose your heart.

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as
well dance.

My sister and her family came by for the weekend. She, Oscar, Elise and Edrick.
They came at around 11pm on Fri. I helped them to unload all the 'equipments' to the
2nd floor. It was pretty warm and Oscar was asking if I could turn on the A/C. I said ok.
I went to the thermostat and I set the temperature to 60F. I waited for a couple of
minutes and there was no cool air coming out but instead, hot air was pumping out.
Something is really wrong and I told Oscar that I could not turn on the A/C. We went
around the house to search for the unit and we could not find anything. We went to the
garage and found the heating unit. OK, it looks like there is no A/C. Fine!! Thank goodness
that there is a fan in the bedroom for them.

The following morning we headed for Carlsbad. We left and moments later, we discovered
that the A/C is not working in the car. It's pretty warm. Yes, this weekend is pretty warm
in SoCA. We were on the freeway and the interior of the car is getting really really warm.
Oscar could not figure out what happened to the A/C since it was working fine last nite.
I looked around and saw the needle was at 5000 RPM. I could not really tell that the
engine is squeezed to the limits since the music is loud in the car for the kiddos. I looked
again and saw the gear is at 2. Hmm......Gear 2? On the freeway? 5000 RPM? 65MPH?
No A/C?

Oscar!!!!!!!!!!!!! Your gear is at 2 and you are at 65MPH!!!!!!!!!!!!

We arrived safely to Carlsbad with A/C. Later, we also discovered that Oscar's uncle hse
has no A/C. Huh???

I left my office around 6.30pm and I would like to take my car
for a car wash. I have some cash and credit cards, I should be
fine. There I was, in my car, getting in line to have a fully
automated car wash. When it is my turn at the cash machine,
I realized that it accepts only $1 or $5 bills. Well, in my wallet,
there's only $10 and $20 bills. I inserted a $10 bill and it came
back to me. I saw a sign, Pay To Cashier and I began to puzzled,
where is the cashier??

I push the button, For Assistance, and I could hear nothing. The next
thing was, I am sure there is a cashier out there. It's my turn, and
I drove into the driveway and waited. Nothing happens. I waited again,
and someone started honking. I knew earlier that I will just "drive thru".
And, Bingo!! It's a drive thru and the time was 7.15pm.

I drove again to another gas station and saw a few cars waiting in line
for the automated car wash and I told myself, probably this one is
different. I waited and when it's my turn at the cash machine, the same
thing happened. When I was in line, I felt that it will be the same. I was
right and this is again another, drive thru. By then, it was 7.45pm.

Why me? Then, I realized I am wearing a green t-shirt with words, Why me?

A good day.....I know......it's a Monday, how can it be a good day.

1) MCFS confirmed that she found a place to live in Mira Mesa
and she will be here soon.

2) license plate for my car.....
then, AZ/MVD-JUST2IT
now, CA/DMV-JUST2IT (can u believe that???)

I sent her off at the aiport this morning and I made her almost missed
her flight. We planned to arrive at the airport at 7am but instead, 7.30am
for her flight at 8.15am. She made it!! I should be shot to death huh!!

I was planning to go to office after sending her to the aiport but I head home.
I got home around 8.15am and took a nap. Yeah...I know... Anyway, I got
up at 9.15am and head to my office. Cool huh. I am glad I chill out since
I was so busy in the afternoon.

I went to the DMV to pick up my JUST2IT and today, I just realized that
people in SoCA(Southern California) drive freaking fast. I was on 805-S
and around 85mph and yet, people passed me. I think they were at 90-95mph.
The speed limit is 65mph. Traffic was really really fast this afternoon.
I wonder why/how I noticed, today. I wonder.

Anyway, I attended a workshop on Intro to Intimacy today from 7 to 9pm
and it was a good workshop. The talk was given by a prof from UCSD. He
referrenced 2 books.

1) Passionate Marriage by David Schnarch

2) The Seven Levels of Intimacy by Matthew Kelly

There are 4 kinds of intimacy:

1) Emotions intimacy

2) Intellectual intimacy

3) Spiritual intimacy

4) Physical intimacy

We need to have 1,2 & 3 before #4. The reason is because, 1, 2 & 3 are
like the cake and #4 is the icing and deco. # 4 is basically a add-on and it
has a limits. A failure in marriage for most cases is due to an imbalance
of those 4 elements. In other words, begin with #4, you are D-O-O-M.

Some interesting questions during the workshop.
1) Do I jump from one relationship to another?

2) Does a relationship completes me?

3) Do I want a relationship or do I need a relationship?

4) Who am I without a partner? Who am I with a partner? What is a partner?

5) How many ways can I be intimate with my partner?

6) How is my prayer life while I am in a relationship?


Remember: Intimacy in not physical intimacy.

when I think of this phrase, I get up to start to think. What can
I do to make a change. Most of all,

How I would like to be remembered.

http://www.sonyclassics.com/whokilledtheelectriccar/

June 28th 2006.


They were on the roads in 1996, but they disappeared until
recently. It has resurrected. Now, it is a nightmare to the HUMMER.

For me, I am always with Mother Nature. How about you?

I can't wait to watch this movie......similar to Fahrenheight 911, Enron, Walmart.

Fédération Internationale de Football Association

FIFA’s vision: Develop the game, touch the world, build a better future.


I support, yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever.

Viva La FIFA.

o someone in london
o someone in paris
o someone in new york
o someone in LA
o someone in shanghai

is gonna get a hurt........ when the Yankee gets mad!!

Danke Klinsi. Thanks Jürgen Klinsmann.
You are a great coach. Yes...... Germany 4, Costa Rica 2. That's a good ..... good start.
Keep it going. I saw around 30minutes of the game in the morning, in our office. Yup!!
Come on, it's a Friday after all.

Harry Denton's Starlight Room in San Francisco, CA

Jacques Bezuidenhout mixing a drink into a giant Champagne flute.
From one hand, a rust- colored, infused Armagnac streams out of what
can only be described as a beaker reminiscent of seventh-grade science
class. From the other, bubbles cascade over the lip of a bottle of Dom Perignon.

The drinks blend superpremium spirits like Louis XIII de Remy Martin Cognac
and Herradura Seleccion Suprema tequila with mixers like walnut liqueur and
a South African red-herb rooibos tea.

bartender?? No......it's mixologist. COOL!!

At $650 a pop, one can only hope. Yup, hope is a good thing.

I'm in control. We're in control. Set. Done.

Control...... I like to administrative a situation. I want to ensure
everything goes well. Is it because of anxiety, phobia, etc? I don't
know. I am a organized and tidy person. I like to make sure things
are supposed to be where they belong. Am I conservative?

There is nothing wrong with that, right, being organized and tidy.
Whenever I get home after a long day, I feel good when I get home
to see all things....are where they suppose to be. I feel frustrated
when I get home to find things laying here and there and especially
the dishes are still in the sink, coated with rich curry, maple syrup, etc. Yucks!!

Is that due to my spiritual gifts? I ran some checklists and I found that
I have the spiritual gift of service and administrative. Looking back, it's
true. I like to do things for people and I like to do some secretarial work.

All I can say is, it's a feature, not a bug.

A pat on the back is as close as a kick on the butt!!

Neh....it's not true. That is what I am talking......check it out!!

A pat on the back, is as close as a kiss on the heart!!


Well, you are absolutely stunning girl. I am pround of you.
Check out this link folks....she deserves the best........ME!!

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Good Job!! Love you girl.........

my girl, my model, my heart, my love,
speaking softly as peaceful as a dove,
expressing her thoughts precisely to the fullest,
all i want to say is, a hug from me to you right now, the mightiest!!
ooof ooof.......(she can't breathe)

Smart Alex
Lazy Susan
Sloppy Joe's
Plain Jane
Peeping Tom
John Q. Public
Jane Q. Citizen
Ann Yone
Joe Six-Pack
John Doe
Mr & Mrs Smith
Tom, Dick & Harry
Uncle Sam
Silly Sue
Fat Albert
Cool Pat
Fabulous Fan

It feels good when u cook your breakfast. I made myself an
awesome good breakfast. Ham steak, eggs and breakfast
sausage with soymilk. Of course, No salt added ketchup.

Last nite at 12, I had Trader Joe's Chicken Pot Pie. Take it
out from the freezer and leave the magic to the microwave.
And soymilk of course.

My breakfast was actually my brunch; breakfast & lunch.

There are so much in my mind. When I am alone, thoughts
come. To live here or to live there. What's next? What's next
on the To-Do list. What do I want? What does He want?
What does she want? What do we want?

Thinking......
Pondering.....
Planning.......
Praying......
Hoping.......

Hmm....back to San Diego on Wednesday after a trip to
Austin and San Antonio during the Memorial weekend.
Finally on Friday evening, I had some time to blog. It was
busy after returning until today. Wala.... no kidding.

Feels not OK if I did not blog for 3 days. Epidemic? Disorder?
Whatever u call it, it does not bug me. I just feel like, I did not
talk to anyone if I didn't blog. It's torturing. I mean, I am this
kind of guy who needs to open my mouth and perform some
so call, exchange of analog verbal communication utilizing the
muscular action of the lips, tongue, ears and the mouth, and of course
the brain in addition to my emotions, gestures and tones. Sometimes,
it comes with 'blessings' as well.

Hmm.....try to guess this action. Excite your colon to exert its waste.
Yes....you are smart....it's Numero Dos. Also, poo poo, Number 2, or,
some people call it Number 4.

Anyway, about the trip. I always get stressed out when flying. The
nite before, I could not sleep. I finally did at around 3am. After work,
I drove to my friend's hse to leave my car there. On that Friday, it
took me a whopping 1h20mins to drive from Mira Mesa to Chula Vista
at the 805-S. It seemed like everyone flocked to Mexico for the weekend.
I think I suffer from a kind of phobia, afraid of being late for my flight and
a no no to food at the airport but Starbucks.

I flew into TUS that friday evening and the next flight was at 6.25am the
next morning. We almost missed the flight because the cool guy thought
the flight was at 6.55am. When we checked-in our luggage, there was a
tag, Late Check In. I asked and by then I realized that the flight will leave
in 15minutes. What a ding-ding I was!!

I thought we took the wrong flight because I did not know that we will be
transiting at Midland TX. Finally, we touched down Austin and boy, it is
a very green city. Of course, it's pretty humid. Within minutes of walking
to the rental car office, I was sweating. Anyway, the rental car company
messed up our reservation and we got double upgrades, from a midsize
to a Member only. We got the Buick LeSabre. It is a big car.

Met up with some friends and we went to Mozart's cafe and it is a cool place
since it is by the Lake Austin, which is a river actually. It's B-E-A-U-tiful.
Earlier, we had a good lunch as well. Went to the State Capitol and all the ooo....ahhh...ooo...ahhh....I guess now I understand why Texans are so proud
of the Republic of Texas thing.

Later, we headed to San Antonio and the River Walk is awesome. Pretty
romantic place and also, a clubbing part of the city. I don't know why but
I just wanted to throw MCFS into the river. I think I mentioned it 3 times.
I guess I am just.....trying to be silly. I did not have de heart to do it. :(

The missions were cool esp the Mission San Antonio de Valero, aka the Alamo.
Very historical and very stunning stories on how the war .....blah blah blah.
Shopping was fun esp when we headed to the factory outlet at San Marcos.
The finale to the shopping was BR, Banana Republic. Hmm....bought some
apparel of course.

That evening, we had some steaks....not sticks okay. T-Bone for me and
Filet Mignon for her. It was good. She looked at me and commented, did u
see all the blood. I said, yes and continue munching and chewing on the
18oz T-Bone steak. The meat itself I think it's only 12oz. Anyway, it was
a good dinner. 6th Avenue of course, but it was kind of .... off timing since
we went there on Tue evening. It was kind of quiet.

Well, it was a good trip. My first trip to Republic of Texas and I forgot, we
went to the Texas State History Museum and it was simply stunning. The
museum totally blew me away although we were rushing to see all of the
stuff and the IMAX: Deep Sea 3D, almost got me drown in within 10mins
of the screening.

Did you all watch the LIVE 2006 National Spelling Bee? There is one
participant, I forgot his name, he is only 14 and he could memorize this word;
pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (45 letters)
and I think he was 5th. The remaining 3 are all girls. What happened to
all the boys huh???

Try these words....
1) osseocarnisanguineoviscericartilaginonervomedullary (51 letters)
2) aequeosalinocalcalinoceraceoaluminosocupreovitriolic (52 letters)
3) just2itsinceimde14u (19 letters)
4) ijustcalltosayiloveyou (22 letters) ....... only 22 dude!!


Notes:
Aequeosalinocalcalinoceraceoaluminosocupreovitriolic, with
fifty-two letters is a claimant to the title of the longest word in English language.
The word is attributed to Dr. Edward Strother, who devised it to describe the
spa waters at Bath, England.

Source: Wikipedia.org

Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.
He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were
reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the
awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on
the buildings and crops.

As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received
steady stream of refusals.
Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached
the farmer. "Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him.
"Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man.
Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help,
hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from
dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work.

Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore.
Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed
next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the
little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming!

Tie things down before they blow away!"
The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No
sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows."

Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on
the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm.
To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had
been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the
chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred.

The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down.
Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his
hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while
the wind blew.

When you're PREPARED you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep
when the wind blows through your life?

The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he
had secured the farm against the storm.