I tried to give Bryan a lemon candy when Bryan refused and insisted on a Tic-tac. So I told him, “You can’t have a Tic-tac now. But you can have a lemon drop instead.”
He paused for a brief moment and replied: “[Then] two of this.” (pointing to the lemon drop)
I have a feeling it’s going to be pretty though to get him to conform to anything by the time he reaches five!
Aw, man…
This is my first contribution to YouTube. I captured it myself… It’s kinda amusing.
I’ve had a couple of clients who have changed their minds ALL the time even if the original specs had called for something completely the opposite of what they are asking of me now. This is all good when I get paid. Unfortunately the resulting code base sometimes just isn’t up to standards.
I found this post and agree 100% to what he’s saying. So it’s no more jumping to conclusions for me from now on even in reading code.
Argh…
Why, yes. And I have to say that I much prefer it than the traditional meat-ful dinner.
AJ and Jason tested their newfound vegan Thanksgiving recipes on us today in preparation for Jason’s peeps… It was actually pretty filling and pretty damn good! I can probably have that kind of leftovers for a few days without hating it unlike the stupid turkey meat (which nobody even likes eating unless it’s Thanksgiving anyway).
Also Bryan tried tirelessly to tear down their apartment by slamming the glass door on his game cabinet, drawing on AJ’s drum, murdering Jason’s plant, purposely tipping over cats’ water bowl, misplacing Totoro magnet, littering crayons all over the living room, and pulling an electrifying stun (literally; but didn’t quite pull it off) — They’ve got the symptoms of the Terrible Two’s written all over them.
Since we’ve already told our parents, we figured it might as well be a good time to announce to the rest of our friends… And no, we don’t know the gender yet — we are still a couple of months away from knowing. But we saw the heart beating, its little hands, head and body.
Let the good times roll.
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Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
–by Xu Zhimo
Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave good-bye
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the riverside
Are young brides in the setting sun;
Their reflections on the shimmering waves
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
The floating heart growing in the sludge
Sways leisurely under the water;
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
I would be a water plant!
That pool under the shade of elm trees
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream
To where the green grass is more verdant;
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
And sing aloud in the splendor of starlight.
But I cannot sing aloud
Quietness is my farewell music;
Even summer insects heap silence for me
Silent is Cambridge tonight!
Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Gently I flick my sleeves
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away
Afternoon Musing 1
Bryan refused to take a nap. So he hopped and hopped on the bed and around the house. So I made a deal with him that he’d get a tic-tac candy only after he woke up from his nap.
So the little mind started tinkering…..
He laid his head down on my laps, made some snoring noise, and two seconds later he picked up his head and exclaimed, “I woke up! I want candy.”
We all laughed pretty hard after that…
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Afternoon Musing 2
So after some “intense” negotiation, we decided that Bryan could have one tic-tac before he napped. And I made him promise (like that’d ever hold) he’d go to bed once he had his tic-tac; and he agreed. But once he had the tic-tac in hand, he put it in his mouth and declared he didn’t need to go to bed anymore!
So these are the stories of how I was tricked by a two-year-old, TWICE, in a day.
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It turned out that Costco had some free samplings of eggnogs, and Bryan had one too many. Considering how sweet most American eggnog products are, that was probably enough fuel to take another Apollo Mission to the moon and back for a two-year-old…
Oh~~ the hard lessons of parenthood…
I express mailed an iPhone for a good buddy of mine in Thailand last week. Even though the phone isn’t officially supported there, he Jailbreak’ed it in no time upon receiving the phone (incidentally, his favorite American TV series right now is “Prison Break”!). His only regret? Not getting the iPhone sooner… He owned a HTC Touch just prior to the iPhone and hated every minute of it.
So what does his Windows-owning sorry butt wants to do next? He might be getting a Mac for the next computer purchase. Hah hah!
It just gets easier to get people on board to use Macs every year. And nobody ever turns back.
Windows rant ahead. Brace yourself.
I have no idea why, but my virtualized Windows XP just started bitching about
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crashing and started acting all weird on me — and this was on an installation that’s only used (or turned on, even) when I needed to test my code on various versions of IE. At first I thought maybe VMWare got corrupted, so I did a fresh install of VMWare. Then I thought maybe I could revert Windows XP back to its previous known good state. None of these helped, of course. So I did what any sane Windows user would do — complete re-install of Windows XP from scratch! Hah hah! I feel sorry for the poor souls who have to deal with this kind of crap all the time.
Thank god VMWare makes Windows installation easy and fast (at least 1/2 the time it takes for a fresh install on a real PC!). The first thing I do is to get rid of all the fluff out of Windows — games, MSN Explorer, Accessibility programs, Windows tour, Outlook Express (officially dead program by Microsoft’s definition)… etc. Then I started installing various versions of IE (5.01, 5.5, 6.x & 7) and other perceived “goodies” including MSN Live Messenger. Then Windows XP complained again in its own cute little way — it’s looking for
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… WTF!?! It’s a fresh install! It couldn’t possibly have something missing that MSN Live Messenger needed!
Then Google said it was a library that was removed when I got rid of Outlook Express. So why is it that MSN Live Messenger 8.5.xxx, the latest and greatest from Redmond, needs to depend on a library from a program that’s supposedly extinct? Locating and putting back the
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file back to
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directory made it happy again though. And that’s all I cared.
I am guessing it’s a hook for MSN contacts to appear in Outlook Express and Outlook so that people who spend way too much time in those programs can start up chat sessions without having to look for the MSN Live Messenger contact list.
All this crap brought back the good old days of Windows tech support and having to decipher cryptic Windows errors. “Good” times.
It’s raining today — a rare event in California during most time of the year. I was just talking to a friend about rain and associated memories the other day and how it was raining in Taipei. And now it’s raining cats and dogs in California.
I like rain — just as long as I am not the one getting wet in it.
We introduced My Neighbor Totoro DVD to Bryan for the first time today. He was all excited about the characters especially the famous catbus scenes. There’s so much imagination in Miyazaki‘s stories that every single time I watch them I am at awe, not to mention all the subtle life lessons about nature, courage and appreciation to the simplicity of everyday things. As far as stories are concerned, American productions (even Pixar) are probably still decades behind some of the most advanced Japanese Animes to date.
Grace wants a catbus.
