"I need some fucking friends." -- Peter Klaven (I Love You, Man)
 
Sunday, March 01, 2015
I wear boxers.

I switched from the "tighty-whiteys" in high school.

Now should I switch to the boxer-briefs?

I have a couple boxers made with jersey style fabric, but they have the boxer silhouette.

At this moment, my weight is getting such that my underwear is almost too small now. If I have to go up a size and get new underwear, should I follow the crowd and go with boxer-briefs?

Maybe. I should try on a pair.

http://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2015-02-26/how-the-boxer-brief-got-into-america-s-pants

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Saturday, February 28, 2015
I was ready to be appalled by the violence in Kingsman: The Secret Service, because of the reviews I read about it. Guts spilling out everywhere, heads exploding, decapitations, mangled bodies. I was expecting Quentin Tarantino levels of blood. The movie had it all, but I wasn't appalled. After a while, it was pure spectacle. It became hilarious and hard to believe. It was cartoony violence.

The movie revolves around a secret spy organization which keeps the world safe from Saville Row in London. They are the tailors who tinker and spy. To be a part of the organization, one had to be born in high class. The kid in this one wasn't high born but was given a chance because his dad was a trainee who gave his life to save Colin Firth's life. The film follows the kid's journey from novice to international super spy. He saves the world.

The film reminded me of James Bond movies with Sean Connery. It was kitsch in that sense. The cartoon violence was part of that. It couldn't take itself too seriously. It was like Quentin Tarantino decided to do an Austin Powers movie. Still, there was violence, but come on, it was ridiculous. There was even a secret lair in what should've been a volcano. Plus heads asploded in it. ASPLODE!

3 of 5 stars.

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Friday, February 27, 2015
I'm sad. Rest in peace, Leonard Nimoy.



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Friday, February 20, 2015
Nothing to write about except for the weather.

And I don't like writing about the weather, because it is the cheapest form of small talk.

But the weather is something right now. Here on the East Coast, it has been cold for the last two weeks.

I look forward to 32F. That's downright balmy.

I look forward to 26F and no wind. It almost feels like 32F. Let the wind blow and it makes it rather chilling.

At the moment, it is 10F according to the weather widget on my laptop. And outside is cold, too. I kid. I kid. But at 10F, my house is going to get cold making the heat run making it hot. It's too hot upstairs, too cold downstairs. I'm sleeping on the stairs.

I wore four layers today. I wish I could layer up my house. Put a scarf on it and a knit cap. Wear some thermals. Something to make it warmer;

I just need some warmer days.

I'm looking forward to 35F.

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Saturday, February 14, 2015
Jupiter Ascending is a movie that would've been better released in the heady days after the first Star Wars film. It wouldn't have been considered a disaster and a bomb as it is nowadays, but a better of a cash grab of a movie riding on the coat tails of the epic Sci-Fi films in the wake of the seminal genre defining space epic. We would've all went gladly hoping for another Star Wars, but would've been disappointed with the lackluster film. It is two films removed from what it could've been.

Jupiter Ascending is basically a princess film in the Disney vein. It has Mila Kunis's Jupiter finding out she is actually space faring royalty. She is out of her leagues caught in the middle of galactic intrigue. She needs to be the Queen of Earth for Earth's sake. Except the film kept making her the princess needing to be rescued. And that is what is wrong with it. She should've been kicking ass and taking names, like a shojou heroine. Unfortunately, she became the princess to be saved like a Disney Princess. Come on, she should've been a better character.

I would rather watch Speed Racer than this...

2 of 5 stars.

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Tuesday, February 10, 2015
I don't have a rice cooker. Mine was broken.

What? An asian without a rice cooker?

Psshaw! You don't need one. There's plenty of ways to cook rice.

Currently, I cook it on the stove. Here's how.

One cup of rice. Not the big normal measuring cup, but the cup that came with your broken rice cooker. Turns out that's half a normal measuring cup.

Rice is usually cooked in a one-to-one water ratio. I add slightly more.

Before you cook it, rinse it in cold water. I rinse twice, then let sit for a couple of more minutes.

Cook on medium heat for about 10 to 12 minutes or until all water is gone.

Serve!

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Tuesday, February 03, 2015


Mai Waifu is in this one!

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Sunday, February 01, 2015


Here's some cooking I did for the Big Game: Tater Tot Nachos!

It's tater tots covered with chili, cheese, and corn-black bean salsa. It's a Big Game fiesta all its own.

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Saturday, January 31, 2015
Same ingredients as the last batch. Different chiles. 

This time dried 2 habanero, 4 dried japanese, and 3 guajillo. 

And don't get any of the powder on your face. It burns. 

UPDATED: Added link to the last batch.

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Friday, January 30, 2015


There's joy in this video. The dude playing the guitar. The two backing singers. They're all having fun.

Now the song is pretty joyous itself even though I don't understand a word of it. The hoots and hollers make it even more fun to sing along. Sing along! Just follow the backing singers. If you play guitar, play along! Stomp your feet! And if you got mariachis? Shake them as well. This song could also use some cow bell, too.

Lately, blogging has been difficult...

I doubt my writing has been any good. The last year of movie reviews? I was just doing it on duty to you my reader. I'm sorry that it has been sucky. I don't know what to do...

I'll just sing along. Play a guitar. Stomp my feet and sing!

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