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DaKimothy's Current Thoughts
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Wednesday, October 31, 2001
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so, i think i'll give in to the 11 second attention span of web surfers and just be really succint in my entries...
here's one:
apple juice. orange juice. both kick ass. but why do they taste so goddamn awful when you drink each in succession?
i think there's a party in my stomach...
posted by Kimothy Ho 10:32 AM
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Tuesday, August 07, 2001
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i've kinda realized how much i like fuckin' with people.
people always ask about my origins when they first meet me. so i tell 'em, "i'm from illinois" (and i don't pronounce the "s" just to add a bit of authenticity). and it totally messes with people's mind. what they then try to do is ask about my asian heritage without sounding racist. and half the time, they just leave it at that little illinois remark. sometimes they ask where my parents are from, and they do so somewhat guiltily as they realized they're making a big deal out of something that really doesn't matter. and sometimes they're just so utterly insensitive and say, "no, i mean, where are you FROM?" as if the extra emphasis really would change my answer.
i just think it's kinda rude to assume that any asian guy/girl walking down the street is either an immigrant or first-generation american. why do people feel the need to deny the legacy of japanese and chinese immigrants that fuckin' built the transcontinental railroad from the west, that fuckin' help build this country.
ugh.
then i feel guilty for "denying my heritage" and claiming the midwest as my place of origin. i'll admit it. i'm a rather whitewashed twinkie... but i'm still vietnamese. yeah, my language skills are rather shaky and stuff, but i think that's just a part of being bi-cultural in america. so, yeah. i consider myself that oh-so-overused hyphenated "asian-american" in the sense that i believe i can't be adequately described as pure american nor pure asian, but a "newly" emerged culture of bi-culturalism.
posted by Kimothy Ho 9:57 AM
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Tuesday, July 31, 2001
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aw man...
you know it's bad when you go see the oral hygenist for a cleaning and she says, "Let's review brushing techniques" afterwards.
hey! what can i say? i haven't been to a dentist in like seven years!
but anyway, it hurt like hell and she had to stop to ask, "are you alright?" like three times during the whole ordeal.
damn...
and i'm wondering how much instant lunch i can eat before i die of malnutrition...
posted by Kimothy Ho 4:34 PM
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Monday, July 23, 2001
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i'm still so fuckin' greedy!
so, i lost one of those three auctions and i only have one extra pair of tickets instead of two, thank god...
but now i have four extra tickets to KROQ's Inland Invasion. what the hell was i thinking?!
and the ultra cool cd audio thingy i bought on saturday kinda made up for all these disappointments... a car cd radio that plays mp3 cd-r discs... yummy!
don't worry, i'm sorta like reese witherspoon in legally blonde. not shallow, just materialistic. wait, that's not really a good thing either. hmm... what can i say, who hasn't been affected by consumer culture and doesn't delight in the buying experience? which leads me to random thoughts about this whole tax rebate check we're getting and god awful supply side economics and random facts of overproduction during the great depression...
and i'm still wondering about these bonds we approve in the ballots. it's sad that the only way we can get money for public schools is through bonds, because if you think about it, it's just a way for the rich to tax the poor. i mean, only the rich have income to buy these bonds... and who pays for the interest? all taxpayers. and then there's those tax breaks you get from investing... so, the net result, you have a whole population giving money to a small portion of the population that already has a lot of extra cash...
and then i wonder what started me on these tangents...
but just think! ten hours of music on one cd! i love my new gadget!
posted by Kimothy Ho 11:25 AM
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Tuesday, July 17, 2001
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screw me for getting greedy!
so, i bid on some depeche mode tickets on ebay and got 'em for under face value! wo-hoo! but i didn't realize that the reason why i got them so cheap is because everyone and their mama are dumping their bad seats for good ones to the shows they just added at arrowhead pond. so it looks like i'm going to have like four extra tickets because i'm probably going to win all three of the auctions i bid on.
ugh! fuck me! (but still... $190 for six tickets ain't that bad... i'm such a bargain shopper)
damn my coworkers are crazy! alls i gots ta say is porn and gambling! it's all a bunch of guys, so ya know... sometimes i feel like i'm working in a locker room.
posted by Kimothy Ho 2:34 PM
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Wednesday, July 11, 2001
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wow... so i finally started using this blogger thing and it totally rocks my world like pop tarts and pixy stix.
now i just have to come up with a template to archive the old pages before i really start getting down and dirty and start using this thing on a semi-daily basis. oiy. maybe not. i mean, it takes so much time and energy to try to come off witty and clever in print. i mean, it's so much easier in person. 'cause when you're stuck, you just do something really quirky (like make silly faces that imitate that comical moment right before a sneeze) and it comes off quaint and funny. of course, that's probably 'cause i'm 23. if i were in my forties, i'd probably come across as a child molester trying to lure a kid into a van with a lollipop.
by the way, aren't those rocket pops great? you know, those popsicle sticks with three flavors (red, white, and blue... and yes, i know those aren't flavors but colors. humor me, okay?) in the shape of a rocket ship type thingy. just had one recently on the way to vegas. mom bought it. she still has that magic touch. i totally felt like shit throughout the trip. the heat was aggravating my cold/flu. and i was just so giddy with joy when she gave the popsicle stick to me. i'm so easy to please.
went to the warped tour (pennywise rocked! and less than jake still had what it takes even though their last few albums kinda reeked), then to vegas the day after. fun, but fuck my body was a mess.
but anyway, i was emailing a friend which reminded me something that a tenth grade teacher said. she basically said it was bullshit the way we are told that it's impossible to misinterpret a poem, that poetry means whatever you want it to mean. and that was such a wierd, shocking moment. it made something so colorfully complex into a harsh binary, true or false. but i think i looked at it the wrong way. there's something beautifully frail about misinterpreting authorial intent that's so pregnant with meaning. and i think i'm still going to try to be true to myself and be totally okay about being misunderstood.
man, this must be really hard to read with this blind man font size. maybe i should change that.
posted by Kimothy Ho 11:38 AM
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this is a mass email that i wrote on November 8, 2000 that i've been meaning to post. it kinda caught me at a wierd moment. don't worry... i'm not as dramatic as it probably makes me seem
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hey guys! it's kim...
and so i heard that nevada and nebraska both passed propositions that were pretty much word for word the same as prop22/knight initiative... (why did i say word for word? as if 14 words are really that long...)
did i read that right? (about nevada and nebraska that is)
even though this whole issue is kinda wierd (i mean, some might say that the marriage institution is flawed to begin with, having a wierd intricate interlace with legal simplification of the power of attorney thing and somewhat government-sanctioned imposition of religious (well, at least religion-associated) moral values, ya know? so like maybe it needs a revolution... viva la resistance! or something like that...)
but it just kinda irks me the whole out of sight out of mind mentality people take with the queer community (and just plain ol' queer folks in general). the whole double standard that perverts like me should keep everything behind closed doors (well, okay, some of the wierd shit i do like clip my toenails on the couch shouldn't be brought to light in public, but still) is just plain lame.
so even quasi-liberal california, a state of two major metropolises (metropoli?) is in this whole state of denial. yeah, gay people are okay... but i just don't want them to tell me about it. keep it (including that ring) in the bedroom cause my eyes are so sensitive that i think i'll go blind if you do anything close to sharing your identity with me...
cause anything other than keeping it in the closet is a conversion technique and we all know how easy it is to become queer, especially when you're young and
impressionable (even though the conversion doesn't work so well in reverse for some reason).
oh... and we don't want a "gay club" in fountain valley because we want our queers to pop up in their late twenties and beyond, when they land a decent job, earn enough money to be taken advantage of as a hyper consumer (and thus promote economic growth in terms of new jobs in queer-oriented advertising agencies), and
have their own place where they can hide their sexual identity.
nevermind that some kids come out early... they're super-gays that need to be taught early how to keep it all in... and if beatings by school bullys and constant ridicule must be used to keep them in line, so be it... oh, and the great number of kids that commit suicide over being queer, well... they died before they could really know their sexual identity, so they weren't really gay to begin with. they don't count. actually, if teens can't vote, can they really decide if they're queer?
so really... there are no such thing as gay kids, that's why we don't need a club for them.
fuck all of that...
and what's my point?
i dunno...
it just seems like i'm being pushed further and further into a marketing niche without really being a member of society... they keep on pushing me away from their eyes. i mean, there's such a vague association of the idea of queers and real people...
why AM i writing this?
just random thoughts
and i have a lot of time on my hands at work...
as i write this, sitting on my ass and not doing anything about it.
self-mobilization is such a hard thing...
and social responsiblity is so emotionally and physically draining. all my attempts at organizing totally fizzle out to this one big yearning for some rest... for a big nap.
and when you consider the fact that i didn't turn in my vote yesterday, i'm such a loser... (long story, but i basically left it my absentee ballot at home when i left for work and then worked overtime) so why are you reading this! i'm just as hypocritical...
well, not "just" as hypocritical, but close...
oh... and i also realized that Garth Brooks' "sevens" is actually a kick ass album... been listening it on the commute to work and here in the office...
hasta peoples!
kimothy
posted by Kimothy Ho 11:12 AM
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