This is my farewell piece that I am publicly publishing later today. But I wanted to get it out here first on my personal blog. You can see the entry here later today.
Here’s my farewell piece:
Well that was adventurous.
I was in LA last week and it was my time to search for a new place to live. I had come across this listing on Craigslist that featured a house up in a hill in Monterey Park. It was owned by this old man (around 70) that wanted to rent out a room. For $350 if I help out with chores, I decided to take it. With my own room and bathroom, it was a deal!
He even told me that if my background check went through, I would get it. So I said OK and went back to the Bay Area. It wasn’t until the day after that his paranoia kicked in and he was afraid that I wouldn’t have any money. Then a few days later it got to the point where he just didn’t want me to live there.
Since I will be moving down to SoCal for work next week, today was the last day time for me to catch the A’s at the Coliseum. It was sad but I know I’ll be back one day. I just don’t know when.
We got the Rollie Fingers bobblehead (which I later sold for $30 since I am getting another one in the mail from the A’s later) and it was a really cool tribute to the 1972 team before the game. It was a fun time and I just really soaked up the A’s atmosphere.
The team didn’t win but I am OK with that. I really just was happy to be back at the Coliseum. It’s just one place for me where I am truly happy. I love this team and I will miss coming to the Coliseum for games.
Ever feel challenged?
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.”
— James 1:2-3 (NIV)
It’s challenging to be challenged. And it’s even more challenging to respond to the challenges.
That’s been what’s going on with me lately. I don’t think that I have been challenged as much this past year than I have in my life. My mind and my heart has been challenged to stay strong and maintain a positive attitude.
I welcome challenges in my life because they make me a better person. I can’t coast through life being all simple and easy. I want to be different and in order to do that, I have to take the big risks.
A few weeks ago, I drove down to Culver City to interview for a job with the NFL Network. Last week I got a call back and they said they want to hire me. I will work as an information researcher, ticker updater for the network. I will have to move to SoCal at the end of the month to start my new job.
This is tough because I will have to leave behind the Bay Area — my home. And also, I will have to leave behind friends and family to a totally new place that I have never been before. I will have to quit my dream job in covering the 49ers, but this is an opportunity that I cannot pass up.
There’s no guarantee that the network will keep me after my contract is up, but it’s a foot in the door for me to see how good I can be. I’m in the building. It’s up to me to make the most of this opportunity.
One of the cool things about social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter is that we get a chance to update people on things from practically anywhere. With links, videos, photos and all that, we give our audience an in-depth look into our lives and what’s important to us.
But sometimes it gets to the point where people share too much and it starts sending out the wrong message.
One thing that struck me was this past week when a lot of people were tweeting stories about how 49ers QB Alex Smith had gotten some of his teammates to help search for Sierra Lamar. What these players did was good, but the social media reaction was bad.
There was more praise for and congratulatory messages for the players helping out and that seemed to be it. What are we celebrating? That people are doing good things? That shouldn’t celebrated but expected out of people these days. My bigger concern is actually finding the girl. That’s the story we should be gravitating towards to, not just a couple people who joined the search.
I have been a fan of this place since I first went to their Hong Kong store a long time ago. Then whenever I am in New York, I gotta go too. I got like three shirts from this place and this baller jacket.
The fashion is so dope and the styles are so frsh. Yes yes yes! I am a fashion geek and this is the kind of stuff that tickles my fancy. I am so happy that it’s coming to the Bay and yes, I will have to open up my wallet to look fly!
YES! YES! YES!
The news has broken: Facebook acquires Instagram.
I am not a fan of Instagram. In fact, I think it’s one of the most confusing fads in social media. I understand that it’s a great way to share photos and connect with people. That’s all in fine. But do we have to filter every single photo?
My problem with this thing is that I am sick and tired of seeing 300 different pictures of the sky through a filter. I don’t want to see a blueberry muffin all browned out from the 1970s. To me, Instagram makes people think that they are good phototgraphers — but they’re not.
What happened to just taking a photo in natural light and posting it? Why the need to fake the real?
Now I am going to see more vintage trees on Facebook and that’s not going to be fun. I hope it’s not that way but I fear my social networking experience will not be as fun.
This was the entry (CLICK HERE TO READ) I wrote last year for Easter. It explains that nothing about Christianity matter unless there was a resurrected Jesus. If you need to know one thing about Easter, that’s the one thing.
I still believe that but I wanted to add something this year. I remember as a kid and I grew up in this very traditional Episcopal Church and Easter was a big celebration. But it didn’t really tell me what we were celebrating. I knew about Jesus’ resurrection, but I didn’t get it.
“No problemo” is not Spanish. In fact, it’s not English. It’s a white man’s attempt at speaking Spanish. I remember saying that as a kid because I didn’t know Spanish and I thought that was correct. But in fact, it’s very wrong.
The correct term is either “No hay problema” or “Ningún problema”. So for the fact that this fake “Mexican” restaurant is not properly using a Spanish term really shows how much they are catering to the white man and how unauthentic their stuff is.
P.F. Chang, Panda Express, Taco Bell, you guys I will also categorize into this group of fake foods.