Always thinking: 12/01/2005

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Coporate person or Creative person

I am the creative one, definetely not corporate type.

My spyder is selling like crazy

while I have been truely enjoying apprentice.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Being wild

You have to think wildly, you have to act wildly, you have to be wild. Otherwise you are disappearing from horizon.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

If you are appearing,

you are disappearing...

http://www.garrreynolds.com/Branding/brandyou.html

Analis Marressete

born in 1974, is larger than life.

Tonight's show at nob hill's masonic center was, in my friend's words, "a good deal". This is the best concert I have ever been with $40. Analis Marreset is the super girl!

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Funny quote

"you don't think your dogs will run away, your dogs may think differently". Home again commercial.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Apartment and a house

Tyra Banks: I live in an apartment. I gave my mom my house in L.A. It's a beautiful Spanish house. I lived there a year, but it felt empty. I wasn't scared but I like nooks and small spaces. It helps me focus.

I love apprentice

Are you strong enough for the city?

That is what Trump asked Felicia.

One is difficult to lead, one is difficult to be led.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Stormy days

It's the first real stormy days of the season. From san jose to San Francisco high way 101 has been covered with steamy rains and gusty winds blew across the valley. I had my 6 month after sugery check up with my doctor at San Francisco: no matter how many times I have been here, each time I have chance to visit SF, I am always winded up finding other reasons to stay longer than needed. Today I spent 1.5 hours driving around the downtown area while it rained so bad. At one point, My car's tail was hit by a taxi we have to pull over the side walk only to find out there is nothing wrong with it. I did not tell you a detail, 1 second before the "accident", a pretty girl was crossing the street right in front of my car when I stopped suddenly for her. It turned out that the drivers are pretty decent: two of whom that I originally thought hitting my car actually told patiently it was the taxi behind me did the dirty job.

Oh well, while I was glad to find a little 24 resturant called Cafe Mason on the crossroad of Mason and O'ferral, right next to the union square hostel with free wireless Internet, I parked my car, again, at the wrong spot for a fat ticket of $75! Since I did not donate to Katrina, I will consider this the donation for that good cause.

Always thinking