Friday, October 10, 2008

Stiff upper lip

People have been asking me what to do in the stock market these days. For some reason, they think since I work for an investment bank developing technology for traders that I'd know what to do. If I knew what to do, I certainly wouldn't have a job here anymore, and I'd be a professional daytrader instead of realizing grimly that I'll be working an extra 10 years as a corporate drone as I have lost $$$$$$$$ myself.

I can only offer up this quote (and also to the politicans who blame Wall Street)

"If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too..."
-Rudyard Kipling

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

My First Meme

S at 52Faces tagged me for my very first meme. I'm touched.

Here are the Rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is UP.

yi - I'm even more allergic to cats than S
er - For the life of me I can't float on my back...although I can swim on my stomach
san - I have the 15 years of Sports Illustrated magazines accumulating in many piles in my apartment
si - I like setting my alarm early and listening to the news for at least 30 minutes in the morning before I have to get up.
wu - I throw a football, shoot a basketball, and play Guitar Hero left-handed, but I bat and write right-handed.
liu - I suffer from amazon-itis. I buy books much faster than I read them, so I'm about 20% as well-read as my friends think I am.

Well I don't have 6 friends in the blogosphere now, so that will be a work in progress...

Rock the Vote

My latest addiction has been this 2008 election cycle. Normally, I'm fiercely proud of my indie status, and several of my politically aware friends tag me with pejoratives such as "fence-sitter" as I try to sort through the drivel and rhetoric and make a decision...contrary to popular opinion, I do not shake the magic 8 ball in order to draw my conclusions.

In this election, there is a very clear choice for President. As the country backslides toward the Great Depression, and perhaps not so ironically the two companies which I sold my soul to lost 20% in stock value, guranteeing that I will now retire 10 years later than my master plan, there is one candidate who offers a real chance for America to once again be the land of opportunity where my parents in their prime wanted to go to for a better life.

So tonight, as I was heading to Madonna's Sticky and Sweet concert, in the back of my mind I felt terribly guilty as I was missing the 2nd Obama-McCain debate. Should I have sold my ticket? Wasn't it the fault of the Commission on Presidential Debates for scheduling this well after I had purchased my tickets back in May? My uneasiness was mollified when Madonna showed a sure-to-be-controversial video interlude comparing one candidate to Mandela and Gandhi and the other candidate was interspersed with cuts of violence and war. She also gave a clear message of her absolute contempt for Sarah Palin. Only in America can we have a partisan political message at a popular rock concert. By the way, for those who read this someday, Madonna's performance was electrifying. And I got carded when buying beer - uh, it's been 15 years since I could legally have a beer, am I really that young-looking?

I'm now at home, drinking a Coors Light, and absorbing the debate thanks to wonderful DVR. Life is Good.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

If you only knew the power of the dark side

Inspired by a friend, I decided to use this forum as a much more introspective look into the darker recesses of my mind, as opposed to the much more cheery (and fluff-filled) xanga that I manufacture carefully scrubbed and sanitized for public consumption.

Hopefully, this won't turn into a full-fledged snivel-fest because I do have that sweet purple bracelet from acomplaintfreeworld.org and I wouldn't want to switch bracelets every two seconds while writing.

I'm not particularly deep right now as L had given me that terrific rise-and-shine wakeup call at 730am.

Random Cool Link of the Day - Kung Fu Election - Mortal Kombat meets 2008 Election.

My good friend R from Philadelphia got engaged yesterday. His creativity in doing so was pretty remarkable - taking a "random" boat ride in Central Park, and then rowing near a violinist who on cue started playing their song. I took them out for congratulatory drinks later that evening. His fiancee is very nice, but thanks to her fussing I ended up taking 1241735319 pictures of them until she got the perfect picture at this dark classy bar. I ended up reinforcing the typical Asian stereotype of being trigger-happy with the camera, and it wasn't me.

Of course, I perpetuate it myself since I have amassed a large collections of cameras and photo albums. I have always had a love of the camera, but not with natural shots. I like the concrete jungle, and the people in it. This is probably due to the fact my memory isn't so fantastic, but I can make a connection once I see a picture. Since my apartment is cluttered to the point that it's now an unofficial fire hazard, I'm still behind 3-4 years on my pictures. I like printing the very best of my digitized pictures because of the infamous hard drive crash of 2006.