California

The streetcar was crowded this morning. Raw humanity in its most telling and exposed form painted a tapestry of color, of diversity, crackling noticeably in the morning air. The human intention, the wants and goals of the citizens of this reality hung, like summer dresses, beautiful in their simplicity, and their materialism, out to dry. [...]

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Julie and I arrived in San Francisco yesterday morning. What was supposed to have been an unconscious overnight bus-ride, had quickly become a nine-hour-long fight, uncomfortably restricted to three feet of seat with uncomfortably-economized foot space. The bus was filled with a typical set of passengers: An array of ex-convicts, single mothers, and families of [...]

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It turns out a lot can change in a year. The photo below was taken on May 7th, 2007: When I look at this photo, I am at awe at how young I looked, and how much I have changed since – both physically and emotionally. When this photo was taken, a lot hadn’t happened [...]

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On Wednesday of last week, I journeyed across the city by aid of the Blue Line subway. The fruits of my journey was to be a day with Richard Cray and Greg Panos, two old friends from Phantom, the best production ever to be produced on Maui, my birthplace. Richard has been someone I look [...]

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On Tuesday, I decided it was time to see a museum. After seeing virtually every museum available in San Diego, I was experiencing some withdrawal syndromes after a week here in Los Angeles. My brain was feeling unstimulated, and I hadn’t recorded my humble thoughts on an art piece in over two weeks. On the [...]

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Another poll ahead: While I love the Gmail interface (and have gotten very used to the key commands, threaded view, etc) it does not work offline. As I am traveling around, I have lots of time to work on emails, etc. while offline. As I use Gmail, I can’t work during these times. If I [...]

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Alright gang. Are you ready to hear a story of comedy? Of tension? Of humility? Here you go. Let’s make this quick, my cheeks are burning red. After checking out the well-arranged Japanese American History Museum today in Little Tokyo I decided take a walk down the street to find a cafe to do some [...]

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When I told the girl I met on the bus that I had lost my notebook, she gasped “Oh NO!”. I was confused. “How much was it!?” she exclaimed with the typical “glad it wasn’t me” look most strangers give others when they hear of such things. “Um…about 12 bucks…” Suddenly the look of realization [...]

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At a Starbucks on the corner of Hollywood and Western in Los Angeles, a blogger sits cheerfully, tapping at a keyboard. An empty cup of Starbucks Blended Lemonade sits next to him, as it has for the past three hours. This empty cup is his ticket stub, his proof-of-entitlement to use the oh-so familiar Starbucks [...]

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