Just wanted to post something that was too large to post of facebook.
It was part of a gallery maybe about a year or two ago. I think it’s a good concept. I wish I had money to play with this idea a bit more. There is so much room to do so many cool stuff with photobooths!
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By the way, I had more interest in watching my dog* go through the REM phase of his sleep than writing this blog haha.
So, I cooked dinner tonight. With the help of my father and his cooking skills, I have mastered the art of frying! Let me tell yah, it’s not as simple as it looks. But it’s much simpler and quicker than other dishes out there. For your benefit, I am going to be providing you some images to go along with this blog, sorta like a children’s book.
Ddori was chilling out in Claire’s. This is totally irrelevant to the topic but I felt like it was necessary only because *Ddori is going back to his original owner on Saturday. And at the same time, this sort of picture-perfect puppy image doesn’t come around so often for a energetic dog.
Anyway, today I wanted to be productive. So after an entire morning-afternoon of literally web surfing and relaxing (getting my R&Rs like there is no tomorrow), I had to do some house work to make up for all the over-excessive restoration. I had some frozen chicken, fish, and shrimp in the freezer, and everything I needed for my Secret Sauce (only a select few know what kind of sauce I am talking about). Took everything out of the freezer to defrost and thaw, e.t.c…
I was beginning the cook-off, but something was terribly missing. And the nerves in my body were signaling me towards the radio. MUSIC. I popped in my family’s most beloved kitchen music, cafe de Paris. Oh yeah,
some of you know this album and have requested it, so I’m going to post the link to Amazon and you can check it out there! Putamayo Presents Paris.
So I had the music, and I had the primary ingredients ready. All I needed was some motivation and the secondary! I began looking through the freezer, found some more edible things for later, snacked on some sweets. (I realized when I stay home, I tend to binge on snacks, a LOT).
By the way, you may remember one of my tweets a while back. I wrote, “I love when my mom and dad heat up the kitchen floor with their dance moves”. This is ONE of the albums they dance to. A joyful mood (usually) and a hint of upbeat tunes is a perfect combination for any tired, hardworking, immigrant parents to dance away their troubles. I recommend it! Buy it for your mom/dad, give it to them just out of the blue. They will really appreciate it.
Okay so, back on track. The secondary ingredients needed were:
Put them side by side, and get ready for some dipping and transfer action. Next I heat up some vegetable oil in the sauce pan, almost like a wok. At the same time I started to make my Secret Sauce. It’s not really a secret because I learned it from another chef from a restaurant I used to work at.
There was more work for me to do as I kept going further and closer to getting the final product. I wished I had a third hand, or another set of hands so that I could take pictures as I was cooking.
I washed the fish (Tilapia fish) and shrimp, which was precooked from another meal before. Frying is a good way to get rid of, or rather, eat food that has been kept for a bit.
As this was happening, I was washing the chicken, slicing it to thinner pieces, and then tenderizing it with a tool that looks like it comes from some RPG game. (Tenderizing Hammer)
So the oil was heating up, the fish and the shrimp were ready and in went the first batch to the mix. 1-2-3, fry. 1-2-3, fry. 1-2-3 fry. This process went on for a while and then came out the final products. (I know I need to work on my presentation, but I didn’t care at this point because I was ready to eat!)
Shrimp w/ the Secret Sauce, boring looking chicken cutlet, boring looking fish cutlet…
So there you have it. My nooby cutlet special. I’d say I did a pretty good job. Next time I’m going to try seasoning the chicken and fish before frying them. I hear that my friend Dan makes a sick chicken cutlet. So does SePort Deli in Port Jefferson, NY (5-10 mins from Stony Brook). Try their “Gasm” sandwich. It’ll keep you busy for a day.
Anyways, it wasn’t all butterflies and daisies with this meal. There were consequences for having used so much oil to cook a one time meal, as well as feeding five hungry adults.
With wrinkly fingers I end this entry.
Good night, 1:51am
-Kyu
Yeah, great movie, great company, great photo-shoot.
Behind the scenes episode 2, with beautiful Emma Watson:
(BTW, Emma Watson over Megan Fox ANY DAY! Go Emma!)
11:57, feeling the effects of the Liquid Luck Potion.
Going to make this a fairly quick one… well, we’ll see how it turns out.
One of the labs I’m assisting in uses the fMRI machine (by the way, did you know the MRI machine was invented in our very own Stony Brook University? Yeah!) to study the functional activity of the brains of participants. It is one of the most recently developed forms of neuroimaging. It’s actually sort of crazy. We are still under construction with getting all the program down to make sure the timing is right with the machine and our study (our lab does not own the machine, it’s extremely extremely expensive. 1 run with the machine costs you a whopping $500) so we get couple of freebies. I was able to pilot one of the scans and boy, was it an experience.
In the beginning, I lay there not really knowing what to expect. Not until I actually went into this tight hole did I think, ‘I am going in a tiny little small hole, where I won’t be able to budge one bit’. After one mistrial with the program, I began to feel a little droopy. I did have a long night the night before, and didn’t get much sleep. So without even knowing that I was drifting to sleep, I would wake up thinking, ‘when did I fall asleep?!’. One after another, mistrial after mistrial, the clock finally hit almost 40. When the loud noise stopped, I was really hoping for some freedom. So I woke myself up entirely, getting ready to exit. Then, the MRI speakers uttered what any MRI patient would fear, MRI: “You hangin’ in there?”, Me: “Yep!”, MRI:”Okay, we had some miscalculations, just going to be a little bit more okay?”, Me: “..okay” That last okay out of my mouth triggered panic in my body. That nightmarish claustrophobia began creeping up my spine, then into my head, then into all little nerves in my body, even to the tiny little cells in the tip of my fingers. I had to move, stretch, and breathe, AHH. I quickly squeezed the get-me-out button. Although the data was incomplete, I could not stay in there longer. I gave up….. I got out, but thankfully our researcher quickly volunteered to complete the data, so we could get the pilot over and done with.
Good news is, I got to see some parts of my brain! It’s kind of weird when you see your brain for the first time, you don’t really know how to react actually. How would you guys react to seeing your own brain? It’s kinda cool ain’t it? Well without further ado, here is where it all happens: (Be my guest, you can snoop around any other place besides my brain. I personally like my sinus area for some odd reason)
2:05
My shift is over, but up there it’s 24/7
Good night ya’ll
Kyu
June 20th, 2009 Battle w/ Police - Tehran, Iran by mightier-than
You know what’s happening. Like a climatic scene from movies, here we see a battle between zealous civilians against power-driven government officials. Here is a video of the brave souls of Iran fighting for their lives (both ends). At the end of the clip I got chills down my back, probably only a fraction of what Iranians would’ve actually felt in Tehran. What is amazing is how the citizens are bonding so close together, and with the voice of many, or rather the man-power for throwing stones, they are able to speak/act freely without suppression in an Islamic Republican nation. Also Twitter is getting pretty big too because of the media shut down in Iran. A very interesting use of technology. I wonder how this will all end in Iran, and also looking forward to Web 3.0.
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I promised myself I would go to bed soon, but I found myself fiddling around with Photoshop and got the urge to do something that some would say, psychotic?
There are two types of digital age psychos. First are those who take on the personality of another, for example a celebrity MySpace or Facebook that is completely taken over by an obsessed fan disguised and posting updates of daily fantasy life. The second are those who frightfully peal the facial layer of their own face and paste it onto any other person, usually next to somebody famous. Has our 21st century technology opened the doors to more and more immoral acts? Simple answer, yes. Everyone does it. I did it, and here is the grisly tale of how joy was found in a psychotic act.
The clock read 12:30am. It was time for bed, but I felt I could squeeze in one or two minutes surfing on the internet, checking the last and the most updated information before resting my brains. I was always meaning to change my Facebook profile picture, but I never got around to it. I didn’t want to do the same old ‘normal picture’. I wanted to grab a lot of attention this time. So I began looking for something, or rather someone. Who is a hit in media these days? Megan Fox. Yes… After targeting the right ‘victim’ and the right picture, I began with the first step. The first step is to remove yourself from your body, and paste the skin of your face, or sometimes just bit by bit (for example: eyeball by eyeball or lip by lip), to the head of another. Step two. Change skin tone to match the skin of the one you are trying to disguise in. Step three. ‘Shave’ and get rid of any hair that is not necessary. Step four. Alter facial structure to match your skin. Step five. Last little bit of touch ups to look flawless. I was driven to make this image perfect. 1am…1:30…2.. and finally 2:30 hit. How did this repulsive act steal my time of rest? Every time I looked away and then back at the image, I found a flaw that I had to fix. I couldn’t stop myself from trying to make this unmistakable. I wanted to fool the viewers to the best of my ability. Isn’t that psychotic?
But the ‘artist’ is not completely at fault. The audience and viewers take huge part in the drive of the artist. Usually you will be able to see that there is something not completely right. If you are from this world, and if you have a good eye, you spot mistakes right off the bat and begin critiquing away. It seems as though people want to see an image that is entirely unblemished, which will be the ultimate purpose of the psycho.
…But Megan Fox is so hot. & do I look good in the beard?
Credits to Claire who found this for me. I love my sister’s sense of humor.
Well this is an exaggerated and stereotyped version of the Kiwi accent. I love it. Reminds me of my NZ days bru. Sweet as, or rather I’m beached as bru!!!
Do you know what else I loved? Tonight’s summer night run. I was so pumped. Loved it, loved it, loved it! I didn’t know praying and running at the same time energizes you so much. I should go shower now… and pray haha.
I’m back tracking my day as I’m writing this…
Went to go watch Up with the posse
Played some intense game of Halli Galli Deluxe while eating some potato chups with the gang
Hit some shuttle cocks with the pack
Morning
Now I’m parched as! I need a hose bru, I need to get wet bru.
Congratulations Jun & Joyce
It was a great night with many new experiences: 5th ave party, chicken & rice, bar with my sister (very weird). After that night I realized the big one-zero years here still hasn’t made me a New Yorker. There are more things for me to experience here in New York. Here goes: I have yet to,
I might’ve gotten a little out of hand around the last couple numbers. But these are the things that I’ve been wanting to do in New York.
No, people don’t tell me I’m ambitious. They actually say I’m not ambitious enough..
1:30 am good night
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This post is dedicated to you. Although your comment on my friend, Main’s page (supportgroup.wordpress.com) was a low-blow to any bloggers out there, you are my first official fan. However, this entry will have nothing to do with you whatsoever.
It seems as though 3 out of 4 of the entries that I have posted were about BBQs…
Lets switch gears to the topic of JOBS.
After watching all my friends graduate from Stony, leaving me behind, I’ve struggled to adjust to this moment of nothingness. I’ve been sleeping like a newborn, taking naps in between meals and bathroom breaks and computering. While surfing the net, I browsed the good-old Craige’s list. I found and applied to four medical assistant jobs. It’s just a matter of time until my phone will ring, or my gmail notifier will sound, with good news!
Was looking through my pictures files, and I ran into this picture which my friend Mikah took a picture of when I didn’t even know her. She had to borrow my phone for our photography class.
Tough job?
Never could find where these words were written in school.
Talking about phones, I got a new phone LG Shine and I love it! Everyone who has AT&T and is eligible for a 2 year contract extension, get the LG Shine (Refurbished) for free!
Okay, good luck to you all who are looking for jobs.
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It starts from the hadopelagic 