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Written by Danny Kim
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Thursday, 01 October 2009 |
There's this scene in Cast Away that really gets me. This movie has got a few of these I know, but there's this one scene where Chuck/Tom walks into a garage and sees his car. His eyes just light up. He's even got an animated smile on his face. The guy is back from being shipwrecked on an island for four years, and is talking to the love of his life. But it's not her that makes him smile, but his car! It's not a great car or anything. It's a Jeep Cherokee. But he's just so happy to see it. It's an older one, and not the Grand Cherokee but one of the original four/five door wagon models. That scene makes me want to take care of my car. That one day, I'll walk into my garage and my eyes will just light up. Not because it's a great car. But because of all the memories that were built with it. This one movie scene, may give me just enough motivation to change my brake pads and rotors. Heck, I may even get up the nerve to bleed the brakes.
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Last Updated ( Thursday, 01 October 2009 )
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Written by Danny Kim
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Monday, 28 September 2009 |
I am addicted to buying gear. It's almost sad when I get something setup the way I want it to be. Our computer network, while needing an upgrade here or there, is easy and a joy to use. My bike is the same. It's set and really doesn't need anything else.
But, I find it a bitter pill to spend money on some gear. Bags in particular. Why in the world do I need to spend thirty to sixty dollars on a simple bag to hawl groceries in? This has tied directly into me wanting a sewing machine. Nothing fancy, but something strong enough to punch a hole through nylong webbing. As our fall camping trip draws near, I'm reminded of the aches and pains I felt as we hiked through the napali coast with my camera gear in tow. I need to make a hip belt for my camera backpack so the weight is transferred from the shoulder straps to my hips. Lugging around heavy camera gear and water just isn't any fun. Then again, my body was also schlepping an extra twenty pounds or so of fat. That maybe affected me? Nah, it was the camera gear!
This frustration with bags is probably related to the fact that I've never found a bag that I've really liked whole heartedly. There was always something about the bag that just wasn't right. Even my beloved Domke has it's flaws. Then again, I'm not sure how much I want to devote into this. A sewing machine would mean throwing myself into strange world where grandmas and hardcore survivalists share a common thread.
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Last Updated ( Monday, 28 September 2009 )
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Written by Danny Kim
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Thursday, 24 September 2009 |
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Today has so far been a good day. Busy but good. It started fairly ominously though. In the dream like state that my body is in around 6AM, I attempted to complete my morning ritual. A cup of coffee. I needed it's soft blanket of hot water and soothing caffeine to hold me and gently coax my body to join the living. I failed miserably. Since I work from home, I naturally IM'd about this to various people. The most recent exchange went like this.
me: I need to blog about my failed attempt to make coffee.
Esther: how do you fail at coffee?
me: in the haze of 6AM, i ground up some coffee for my morning. i ended up brewing a pot of hot WATER and left the beans in the grinder.
me: that's how
me: pretty epic fail
Esther: hahahah
me: i took a picture of the pot of water. i was confused for a while.
me: when i go demented i'm going to point to this event as to when it started.
And of course, here's the picture of the hot water. 
Incidentally, failing to make coffee woke me up pretty good.
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Written by Danny Kim
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Monday, 21 September 2009 |
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Jae, Eliza, and myself did a charity ride on Saturday. The Tour de Gigi. See Jae's post about it here . It was pretty good I must say. The weather was perfect for a ride. The ride was being organized by Gigi's playhouse , a downs syndrome awareness center. They put together a laid back ride that was a pleasure to enjoy. Unlike the L.A.T.E. ride with their tens of thousands of riders, this ride had maybe a hundred participants. Here's a KMZ file of the route. I brought out Yoda for his first charity event. He did great, and definitely helped me keep going. All was not well though. Jae took a dive in front of a SUV on a gravel shoulder that flanked a turn. Several miles later it was my turn. Instead of gravel taking me out, it was a stick. See, I was bunny hopping over things to see if I could clear them. I wish I could say I was bunny hopping over a log or small grain silo. Somehow, the small stick of maybe a quarter or half inch diameter managed to jump off the ground and wrench the steering bar from my hands. I hit the pavement on my left side. I was really bummed out to see that I put a nice tear on my crane creek ergo II's. I did get scratched up a bit. Bruised my elbow a little, but nothing serious. Bruised ego for sure. I swear, that stick was malicious. Yoda was not amused. I swear I thought I saw him shaking his head at me. At the end of the ride, Wany, Ellie, and Kate were there to cheer on their hero of a dad. Need more days like these. I think this was the longest ride for the year by several miles. The rolling hills offered up a few false peaks, but it was mostly flat with acre upon acre of corn and soy beans. Yoda managed to get a few laughs on this ride too. Unfortunately, Yoda made me sweat like mad. I had backpack back when I was done, and you could clearly see where Yoda's arms and legs were. It was gross. Salt stains later appeared as if to put a chalk outline where I smooshed Yoda onto the pavement during my crash. So, Yoda will be relegated to cold weather riding where his plushiness will keep me warm. For the rest of the year, Eliza got me an Osprey Daylite daypack. This is one great bag. I wanted the REI Flash 18, but the daisy chain ribbing looked really fragile when I was playing with it. The pack should come in really handy for our camping trip in October. |
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Last Updated ( Monday, 21 September 2009 )
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Written by Danny Kim
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Friday, 18 September 2009 |
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Coffee is one of those things that I need to have. Without it, I'm just not myself. Sadly, we are slowly running out of our prized Hawaiian coffee. No matter. I will sip it's wonderfully mild flavor as it's caffeine awakens my brain. This is how I like to start my mornings. Coffee beans taken from their air tight and opaque ceramic container, ground to a nice medium consistancy in a burr grinder, dripped with refrigerated brita water through a gold braun filter. All snuggly sequestered into my stainless starbucks mug.
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