Invisible Fruit

I was feeding Bryan small, chopped pieces of fruit (which he LOVES) when one of them fell right of out his mouth onto this booster seat. Before he could pick it up and throw it all over the place, I got it and put it aside. This was when Bryan started to “pretend” the fruit was still there — He picked up the invisible fruit with his thumb and index finger, pretended to put it in his mouth and smiled while tilting his head upwards looking at me. I laughed out loud. Now he knew I thought it was funny. So he did it again just to make me laugh.

This is now part of the “dropped food” routine. I didn’t think kids were able to “make-believe” until they are much older!? But whatever…

Kids are the best!

Crawl

Murdza sent me a link to a short video clip of his son, Walker, taking his first steps. That was actually pretty exciting seeing a child started walking for the first time right in front of you. Seeing how fast and steady Walker was crawling all over the place, we started wondering why Bryan is taking his time with this “self mobility” business. Every child has a different development schedule and all, but when he’s falling behind on something, perhaps it’s time to take a closer look at what was REALLY happening.

It turns out that Bryan has been too cautious with the idea of being “hurt”. He drawls just fine on our bed (admittedly, he still falls face down on the mattress because it’s still relatively too soft), but when we put him on the hardwood floor, he refuses to crawl… because he knows it hurt if he falls face down… And crawling on the stupid hardwood floor hurts his knees….. What the hell!

So Grace started putting a spare area rug that Margaret had given us on the livingroom floor to encourage Bryan to crawl to her and/or to his toys. The “area rug” experiment worked wonders. In just two days, he can now fly across the area rug to his destination… sometimes in tears because he REALLY doesn’t want to do it. But hey, the kid’s gotta learn to move around sooner or later.

Now the task of child-proofing the apartment begins. Joys of early childhood development!

Refuge

Most people don’t realize just how impossible it is to work at home in peace, especially when everyone else is also at home. But even when nobody is at home to bug you, there’s still plenty of distractions:

“Have I paid the electric bill yet? I better do that now.”
“What’s that sound in the living room? Did one of the cats knock something off? I better go check it out.”
“Did the postman just drop off the mail? I better go get that…”
“Why doesn’t the neighbor pick up her phone? It rings so damn loud…”

It’s especially tough this month because my mom’s visiting, and I basically gave our spare bedroom, a.k.a. “my office”, to her and work on our dinning table in the kitchen where it’s almost impossible to work because Grace and mom watch Korean drama, marathon style. Besides, mom is always doing stuff in the kitchen when she’s not watching Korean drama with Grace… Then there’s Bryan playing with his toys just 3 feet away in the living room right next to me.

With my latest project being 2 months overdue, and I am under tremendous pressure to “show” something in 3 days, I have had to “escape” from the house and find refuge elsewhere to concentrate and just crank out codes. At first I tried the library, but then it’s almost eerily quiet after having been in a house where there’s always something going on.

The most unlikely refuge, I found out, is the Mall, of all places, the most crowded and noisy space. The interesting thing about the mall though, specifically Vally Fair Mall in Santa Clara, is that the music is always blasting in full volume (which I never noticed before). The crowd and the noise actually help me concentrate even more. It’s like I find peace in my little 15.4″ laptop screen in a massive crowd where I intended to find refuge away from a small crowd at home. What an oxymoron.

Just a couple of months ago I debated really hard whether or not to rent a small corner office for a few hundred bucks a month just so that I have a place to go and just focus on my programming, homework and everything else. But I just couldn’t justify having to spend that kind of money when we are trying to save every penny we can being in the situation that we are in.

The mall then becomes an interesting choice because it has no distractions (as long as I don’t lift my head up from the screen), no trivial household tasks to take care of, even going to the bathroom is inconvenient. And it’s got free wifi connection right next to the Sony Store where there are lots of seats, tables and even power outlets. So there, about the only thing I can do is bury my head in my thoughts and programming logics and just work.

The joke between me and Grace now is: if you ever need me, I’ll be in my “office” at the mall…. Hah!

Short Trip at the Yosemite National Park

I came home from Yosemite with some mixed feelings about the trip — mostly good feelings but also some strange ones. I guess if I go in depth with each point I have, this post is going to be a pretty long one, so I will just give it a quick dry run and revisit some of them sometime in the future… I posted some images from the trip.

>> Lodging
Curry Village
Curry Village

Pros: Relatively clean tents; relatively rule-respecting crowd; heating provided in some tents when it gets cold; relatively comfy mattresses; electricity outlets; 24×7 shower.

Cons: Extremely poor facility for cooking; expect to dine at on-site commercial dinning facilities or cook on top of bear-proof lockers which is extremely inconvenient; extremely LONG lines for almost everything — parking, front desk check-in, dinning… etc. Small and expensive rooms, but then every lodging facility there is expensive; tiny bear-proof lockers; can be very difficult to find parking; EXTREMELY CROWDED — feels more like a cheap, 3rd class tourist area.

Housekeeping Camp
Housekeeping Camp

Pros: Great on-site cooking facility (provided if you bring your own portable stove; Grace has even seen people bring microwaves!!); literally walking access to mountain and river views; lots of open space; lots of returning families here every year; easy parking (drive almost right up to your tent!); short lines for everything. Feels more like “camping” and closer to nature (except for the “cons” below). Cheap.

Cons: Relatively dirty facilities; loud and annoying crowd (LOTS of kids and “red necks” blasting loud MUSIC! Yes, music in the middle of nature! Idiots!); limited shower and bathroom hours; lousy bunk beds; VERY hard to fall asleep at night because some people stay up with loud voices (including kids at 12AM).

>> Traffic
The traffic both to and from the park are pretty nice. The only traffic jam we experienced was at the entrance of the park where everyone paid for entrance fees. Also, there’s no easily accessible gas station within the park itself; so gas up before you enter the park!

Overall traffic in the so-called Yosemite Village is excellent. Almost everybody takes the free shuttle to get around (which are supposedly made just for national parks to keep emissions low). The shuttles are very frequent and drivers friendly (and some of them humorous). But parking is probably as bad as New York City…

>> People
It seems like there are lots of people who visit the park quite often. We talked to a few families who go back to Yosemite every year as a family tradition. And contrary to what Chee-hoi says about the “Asian crowd”, I heard a lot more French and British-English speaking people than any other ethnic groups. Unfortunately smoking is not banned in the park. It was very annoying and frustrating to see smokers almost everywhere (and lots of cigarette butts!). But mostly people are considerate and nice to each other.

>> Scenes
There’s only one word for the sceneries: Majestic. There are lots of breathtaking scenes no matter what angle you look at them from. It’s no wonder that John Muir lobbied hard to keep Yosemite a protected American treasure. The only regret I had was that we simply didn’t have time to see everything; there’s simply too much to see just within car-accessible parts of the park! It’s probably wise to plan for a longer trip (like one week) if you plan on spending more time at each spot and truly really appreciate everything.

Yosemite Rivers

>> Food
Unless you are camping and bringing your own meals, food can be a serious issue. There are only a few spots where you can have a nice meal. The good news is, food served by the commercial vendors are comparable to your neighborhood service providers both in quality and price.

>> Bryan
Bryan did pretty well considering how long the trip was (both the drives and the duration away from home). He cried about 20% of the time in the car having never been in a car for so damn long. So it wasn’t too bad. He also slept fairly well except at Housekeeping Camp where there were lots of loud people staying up way into the night despite of “quiet hours” imposed by the camp. But nobody cares (even though we did). It is always better to travel using personal cars rather than renting one out. Companies like wowloans are helping people make this dream come true by providing instant car loans.

Before going on the trip, I taught Bryan how to growl back to bear if we ever ran into one at the park (not sure if he understood all that, but he got the growling down). During the trip, he learned that the growling sound goes with the Mandarin word “bear”. So now if we asked where “the bear” was, he’d immediately show off by growling like a bear (which is extremely funny).

Bryan and the bear

Peach Picking at Brentwood

We went to Brentwood this afternoon to pick some peaches. It seems like everyone who’s lived in the Bay Area long enough knows about Brentwood and fresh fruit picking. There are many different farms and ranches for picking various different kinds of fruits. Originally we wanted to go for cherries. But when Grace called, they said the cherry season was over but peach season is in!

The particular ranch we went to was Moffatt Ranch. It’s a family farm specialized in different varieties of peaches, but the only variety that’s just ripened was yellow peaches. So that was what we got today. We got two bucket full of peaches, enough to fill two boxes full. My mom was pretty impressed with the taste.

Ripened peaches at Moffatt Ranch

No More Schools

It looks like I am not the kind of material for a Ph.D. After checking out some of the philosophy Ph.D programs around the country (which is the next level up from MFA without gong into Art History), it seems like almost every program is looking for genius-like candidates. Just the language requirement along shuts me out of the door (usually fluency in French or German is a prerequisite). And besides, most programs want you to already have a MA in philosophy plus A LOT of spare time doing dissertation (unless you get accepted into one of the “good” programs, then they pay for everything so that you can focus on the research).

And also, looks like the “ambition” in getting a Ph.D in philosophy is to get tenure in an university and remain in the academics… not much use in the rest of the job market per se. But maybe that is a good thing.

DNA Art

Back in 2000/2001, I had an idea for my MFA thesis — to programmatically generate art through DNA, genetics or something of that sort. But of course, back then, I didn’t have the technical know-how, the connections nor the time to follow it through.

Over the years, there’s been a few companies built around this idea: DNA 11, DNA Artistry… among others. And then there’s Genetic Art, and Kandid and other genetic-related art projects. But I haven’t really seen one that generates an image based on an URL.

Web2DNA is the first one that converts a website into “dna art”… Neat stuff.

DNA Art of wiredatom.com

I sometimes I wish I can be just like Moto to do art for a living (not just any art, digital fine art!). But at least someday when he’s really famous, I’ll be able to tell everyone that I am good friends with Motomichi! Hmm… Maybe I should start buying up his “limited edition” prints while he’s still relatively an underground hit (for now).

Hope-less

To stop my mom from nagging about one less thing about the immigration issue, we went to San Francisco yesterday to visit the Taipei Economic and Cultural Office (TECO). She was counting on the fact that she’s friends with an official in charge of issuing passports of TECO office might put my case in a “special circumstances” pile and get special privileges. But of course, no such luck. First the “connection” whom her friend is good friends with is no longer on the post (perhaps she granted one too many favors?). The new head person is tough as a nut.

After the TECO official and my mom had a small chat about the background of my situation, here’s an over-simplification of how the rest of the conversation went:

Mom: Isn’t there anyway around renewing my son’s passport?
TECO Official: No.
Mom: But our situation is really very special.
TECO Official: So is everyone else’s.
Mom: Then this puts my son in a really bad position…
TECO Official: Yes.
Mom: Can’t you turn one eye blind on just this case? (While she’s saying this, there are OTHER people in the room as well.)
TECO Official: No. I can’t do any favors outside of the law.
Mom: But…
TECO Official: No. (Proceeded to walk away slowly… )
Mom: But there must…
TECO Official: No. (Proceeded to open the door as she inched her way to the door… )

So much for a promissory note pending a Canadian Green Card.

But we did learn something “new” in the short 5-minute conversation with the official — they’d still be willing to grant me a three-year passport if I am enrolled in a PhD program before I turn 33.

Holy Christ… More schooling?
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On the way back to San Jose, Bryan was exhausted. So he cried a lot in the car until he cried himself to sleep.

A new strategy will have to be examined if we were to get that Green Card for Canada now that all hope on Taiwan is lost.