Monday, October 30, 2017

逆転勝ち (Come-from-behind victory)

October 29, 2017 will live in most people's memories as the Sunday right before Halloween (Tuesday this year), or Week 8 of the 2017 NFL season, or the weekend Robert Mueller announced there would be indictments coming out on Monday for the Trump administration's Russia investigation, but for baseball enthusiasts and Los Angeles/ Houston residents it will be forever remembered as one of the best baseball games ever played, Game 5 of the 2017 World Series. For MJ and I, it will be remembered as the first time MJ and I watched a baseball game together almost from start to finish (and it was 5.5 hours long!) and even listened in a brief pause to the radio broadcast of the game! It took a really special game to do that, and this game was definitely it.


For most of us, the unknown is an exciting prospect, it's in fact a huge motivation for the will to live. We want to know what happens next, how that exotic food tastes, what we got on our test, what monsters await in the haunted house, etc., etc. Whole economies are driven by it, like the video game industry luring gamers into new worlds packed with thrilling surprises and unbeatable bosses (Playstation's ad recently capitalizes on that, blatantly telling gamers that they're catering to the common person's sense of wandering into the unknown.) It's in our blood, our DNA, our ancestors did it and explored, there's a sense of excitement about getting to uncover a secret, getting to know something that we didn't know before. It's why I (on a whim) took MJ to the Palos Verdos South Coast Botanical Garden today, we were going to go to the beach but I just could not hold back from stopping by the new place and find out what's there. Answer: nothing too exciting, and more a park than a garden, but now I have the satisfaction of knowing. I've conquered the unknown. 

Sports operate mostly the same way. It would be boring if people just told us what the score was, we want to know by watching the game and seeing how it plays out, thus providing ourselves the experience of conquering the unknown. Most baseball games, unfortunately, get boring because the results are known (or are assumed to be known) after a certain score is achieved or a team goes ahead by enough runs. But on the night of October 29, 2017, nothing was known about the game until the final score: 13-12, in 10 innings. If there's anything that can be gathered about the game, it's that score: baseball games never go 12-12. Even if one team scores 12 runs (very unlikely), the other team  almost never scores exactly 12 too.....it's usually a blowout, like 12-1, 12-2. What was also unique about this game was how many ties there were: one team jumped out to a lead, and the other tried to come-from-behind, the most exciting type of game. In any sports game, one team takes the lead, and unless you're a diehard fan of the other team, your competitiveness and thirst for a good game wants the losing team to come from behind and catch up to make it exciting, because in a tie game or something close to it, there's a thrill of not knowing who's going to win, especially in the game of anticipation, baseball.

And now, even though the Dodgers are down 3-2, the World Series heads back to Los Angeles for a game (maybe 2!), and the unknown of what might happen on Tuesday (Halloween night!) will drive fans crazy wanting to known. Enjoy!

Fantasize on,

Robert Yan.

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

World Series ( ワールドシリーズ) and おなら

For the second straight year, the city that I'm currently living/working in is hosting the World Series. And if the 2016 Chicago Cubs was any indication, the millions of (newly indoctrinated, it seems like) Los Angeles Dodgers fans will be very very happy in less than a week. Living in a city that is part of a World Series is exciting, there is a buzz in the air every day that you can sense through conversations on public transportation, the amount of sports gear that people are wearing (still not very many in L.A., to be honest, people gotta be stylish), radio reports, lunch conversations at the company breakroom, mass quantities of people gathering at the stadium and blocking up traffic hours before the game even begins, and the amount of people stuffed into bars during game time to witness the event. I personally avoided all the hype in Chicago last year, but bars were charging $200-$300 cover just to get INTO the bars and be part of the festive atmosphere of rooting for the Cubs with other crazy drunk fans. There's really nothing like celebrating a World Championship though and the thrill of the victory parade embracing a city though. Dodgers fans, more than the spoiled Lakers fans who had many years of consecutive success that it got a little dull, deserve this: Dodgers haven't won the World Series in many fans' lifetimes, just like Chicago. 

A World Series game or bar showing the game would be an excellent place to let go of a loud, unadulterated fart, or onara in Japanese. 65,000 screaming fans at Dodger Stadium, open air to the natural confines of Chavez Ravine so the fart wouldn't contaminate the air, etc. It's becoming a troubling issue for me, the increased occurrence of farts, or the need to do so. I used to have excellent "butt control" for farts to restrain them and force them back down, but recently they've become more widespread and dangerous, like wildfires spreading in the Southern California mountains.


Embarrassing situations recently where I've farted:
1.) While running: it's becoming the number 1 time when my body feels loose and ready to emit all the toxins and gases it's built up over the day. It's not fun, though, to be running and let out an audible "pfff" just as I'm passing a fellow pedestrian.

2.) In an elevator when I think I'm alone, but suddenly the doors open and in walks an unsuspecting fellow occupier of the building. There's only one real culprit: the secrecy and feeling of being alone backfires as a telltale sign that I'm the culprit.

3.) In an air conditioned car: at least you can roll the windows down.

4.) In the bathroom with no music playing, and you know other people are occupying the bathroom. (Louis CK the comedian did a funny skit about this). Everyone knows what's going on, but it's still awkward enough to avoid eye contact.

5.) I've gotten too used to MJ being around that I've let my guard down and farted in front of her too many times without trying to hold back. Every time I do it, I feel like a little bit of her ever-lasting respect for me dies. (As I write this, MJ farted while sleeping next to me. So maybe she can read my mine and subconsciously gets some revenge on me by doing the same).

6.) A couple times in my life I've had to restrain myself so hard to suppress a fart that someone asked if I was OK, and other times when I try to restrain the fart the stomach growls almost as loud as a fart, like an internal bomb going off that's barely covered by the outer skin layer.

7.) Getting up into an airplane can REALLY cause stomach queasiness and farting. I recommend not eating too much before getting on a flight, and it's the worst place to get caught farting: everyone knows it's you, and there's no where to escape the shame.

How to cure farts? Pretty obvious to avoid oily or fatty foods and eat more salads and such, but also not eating at random times: midnight snacking is REALLY conducive to "getting gassy," as MJ and I refer to it as.

Fantasize on,

Robert Yan

Monday, October 23, 2017

따돌림 (Bullying)

Bullying, unfortunately, is  present everywhere. It's present in classrooms, on playgrounds, it's present in America, in Europe, in Asia. It's not just constrained among kids, they just bully people because they don't know any better. Adults know better but they still bully other people.

Definition:
use superior strength or influence to intimidate (someone), typically to force him or her to do what one wants.


It's the use of superiority to bully other people. Different levels of power exist anywhere, not just at school. Look at our presidency and major leaders in Hollywood, just as an example. Employers have power over employees, police officers have power over regular citizens (false arrests), Hollywood producers using their power to coerce female actresses into doing things they don't want to do. it exists at every level of society. It's one of the easiest things to do when one gets power: abuse it by exerting that power on others, whether it's because you were the victim of the same kind of power abuse before, you secretly enjoy it, whatever the cause. Adults should know better; kids bully because they are not conscious of doing it, and are insecure themselves, and a variety of other developmental issues, etc., but kids bullying other kids is one of the most underrated issues never to hit the national media, it doesn't appear in headlines, it doesn't show up in trendy videos or campaign speeches because kids don't vote and don't have their voice heard as much as adults, which makes it that much scarier.


Recently Burger King (of all companies, Burger King) released an ad in which a 10-year-old (or so) is bullied by his friends at a Burger King, and adult customers in the store are monitored to see if they do anything about the bullying. Unfortunately, many don't. If I saw bullying at a restaurant, I'm not sure I would intervene neither. Laws in this country disincentive people from stepping into other people's business, there's been situations where good people try to help but end up doing more harm than good, or like parents step in and wonder why you're trying to effect their child. Unfortunately it's a lot up to kids, and there's a ton of bullying in schools that adults don't know about. When kids are sent to school, whether it be elementary, middle, or high school, they're going into a prison-like environment where the kids are the inmates, and there's only a certain amount of guards (teachers) to make sure bullying doesn't happen, and even if the teachers see it they don't necessarily handle it correctly. Or the kids just disregard the teachers. As a bullied kid at school, it's one of the scariest things to be the one getting picked on. The bullies always seem to be more popular and well liked by others (where is where they get that source of power, knowing that they have more social standing than others so it's a power trip. And finally, finally, when you've been bullied your whole life and finally get some power over someone, you want to use that power too......it's so tempting, and it takes every ounce of willpower and a mature person who knows better to not turn into the monster yourself. It's a vicious cycle, bullying is, and the only way to break it is to try to reverse the trend by not bullying others, and hopefully that kindness is passed in reverse towards the initiators of bullying.

As a victim of bullying, I wish and hope to be able to address the swept-under-the-rug issue of bullying in schools, whether it's as a teacher in the future, or as a volunteer, or someone with influence over the educational system, or even as a parent hoping to prevent my own child from being bullied.......adults tend to forget about bullying when we've outgrown it (even though there are forms of bullying in adult life too), but it affects everyone and must be addressed adequately.


Fantasize on,

Robert Yan

Sunday, October 22, 2017

日曜大工 (Sunday Carpenter)

The Japanese have a concept of the "Sunday carpenter," or in English, something who is good at Doing-it-yourself, with the idea being using a non-workday to pursue one's other hobbies, like building a deck (literal interpretation, but it could be other kinds of hobbies too), adding an air conditioning unit, doing repairs around the house, etc. 


I am terrified of doing stuff myself. My dad is relatively handy at some such as changing a tire on a bike, fixing the car, drilling a hole in the wall to hang pictures around the house, etc. So Sunday carpenter does run in the family, but for some reason I just didn't get the gene. I was always worried (and my parents much more than me) that my lack of handyman abilities would prevent me from finding a partner in life, but apparently i was able to trick MJ with my charm, or at least I hid my flaws very well. I always figured I'd try to make enough money using my other talents (my awesome intellect, for example, which I realized a ton of people had superior abilities) or quick mental math ability (still got it!) or something to get by, with specialization and all that, but I apparently have been able to survive in the world so far without having to be a Sunday carpenter. 

Home ownership would change that......The reason I've avoided any handyman abilities is mainly due to living in apartments all my life (check out the new USC Village living facilities btw, they built a housing courtyard fashioned after Hogwarts and I would have LOVED living there as an undergrad!) and just having other people fix things and relying on my parents, and I've owned my own car but other than periodically vacuuming, washing, and filling the car up with gas I let the auto repair shop deal with everything. I'm not a "hands-on" guy- I'm a "type-on" guy or "email-on" guy who uses the internet to figure out how to do things. I don't get joy from creating physical things such as a table or a house (apparently MJ's dad can build a house with "2 or 3 other guys he hires" from scratch which is amazing to me) but get immense joy from creating ideas or concepts like this blog, music, podcasts (considering creating a podcast about dodgeball, a as-of-now relatively untapped market), my own youtube channel, even artwork that my dad ends up drilling holes in the wall to hang up for (it's a visual thing created from intellect, in my opinion), and acquiring a language. Different strokes for different folks I guess. 

How one spends Sunday I think is very indicative of one's personality: M-F as a whole are important to know what a person does for work, and Saturday is the pure fun and relaxation day, but Sunday.......the poisoned day before the weekend is over, where many people go to church, the lazy Sunday nap day, the NFL football day, the Sunday morning brunch day, the Sunday Carpenter day......... while Saturday is full of possibilities that allows for the most freedom and choices, Sunday is where time is running low on the weekend and one has to prioritize and shows what they really prefer: whether it be sports, religion, dining, outdoors, music, movies, books, or building new things, Sunday is the best indicator before Monday rolls around. 

Fantasize on, 

Robert Yan 

Monday, October 16, 2017

라면 먹고 (Do You want to eat ramen?)

I just learned the Korean version of "Netflix and Chill" today. Apparently, it originated from a movie called "One Fine Spring Day," or 봄날은 간다  in Korean, but it apparently means the same as the current English version of "Netflix and Chill." (I'll wait for you to google that if you don't know what it means). First of all, those are great examples of why language is so difficult to translate for computers, because computers don't understand nuance, and double meanings, and cultural references, and you'd constantly have to add in new modifications based on cultural changes, so there's still value to learning new languages, Google won't replace all our language abilities! Even if you said "Do you want to eat ramen," a computer won't get the significance of whether you actually DO want to eat ramen or cook ramen for someone, versus some other ulterior motive. Ah the power of the human brain. It also gives a lot of cultural significance, as Koreans (and a lot of Asian cultures) rely on ramen as a staple of their diet, and as such it be used as a way to invite a love interest back into one's home under the pretense of feeding them.

Also, it's encouraging as a Netflix (NFLX) stockholder to know that Netflix has entered our cultural lingo, like "you want Fries or that," or "just Google it." Earnings came out today, and apparently Netflix subscriptions were higher than expected, vaulting the stock up beyond the $200 mark (it was like $100 on this exact date 2 years ago before it went up $25 after hours due to high earnings, and I missed my chance to double my investment in one year. Sigh).

"Do you want to eat ramen?" is unfortunately also related to the other big news of the day, the "Me too" hashtag going around that is the movement towards drawing more attention to women's difficulties in society dealing with sexual harassment. Unfortunately there are some men out there (and a few women) who try to take advantage of women's vulnerabilities and make sexual gestures or sexually suggestive language. Not all men do it and it gives me great shame as a man to know that it happens to women everywhere, but a few bad apples (or maybe more than just a few) makes everyone look bad. For my part, I'll try to be more knowledgeable about the issue (I will read "We Should All Be Feminists" per suggested by MJ, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, only 48 pages of large font! Quick Read! And besides not engaging in sexual harassment, also be aware of things that may offend women or be taken as sexually suggestive, and discourage men from "locker room talk" like boasting among themselves about sleeping with women, etc.

It is a fine line, especially in a sexually charged society with many innuendos and suggestive words (Netflix + Chill being one, as well as the eggplant emoji) that I and others have to be careful about drawing lines of behavior where a woman might feel uncomfortable if that sort of talk were directed at her. For example, asking a woman"Do you want to Netflix and Chill later," or  going up to a Korean woman and asking "Do you want to eat ramen?" are not OK as a form of sexual harassment. Certain behavior may not seem as egregious as the alleged stories about Harvey Weinstein to various female actors and asking if they could give him a massage while he was wearing a bathrobe and could be "just joking," but it's still not acceptable as a form of sexual harassment. Especially if a woman tells me "that's gross," then it's time to apologize and remove any trace of sexual innuendos from jokes, much less any predatory behavior or acts that can be construed as disrespecting a woman's body, or even sexist comments in general about women being weak or some negative stereotype. Every time it comes up, I have to think of MJ or my sister or any close female friends, I definitely wouldn't want them to be sexually harassed or violated or demeaned in anyway.

Fantasize on,

Robert Yan






Sunday, October 15, 2017

Organized Race v. Own Race

My friend (and best man at my wedding) Ray is an impressive guy. He's been doing races since he was in junior high (probably since 6th grade). I remember trying to keep up with him even back then but failing, unable to sustain his speed over time and feeling bad about dragging him back and making him check on me when I was coughing, wheezing, and trying to catch my breath. He did all the cross country races through high school and continued into adulthood and into marathons ( and now maybe triathlons?)


Today I woke up to the sound of a race (half marathon or marathon or walkathon, from the looks of it) going down Olive St. where I live. One of the benefits or demerits of living in downtown! Festive atmosphere, a lot of people participating, and volunteers on the sidelines giving out water and shouting out loud encouragement (too loud, in my opinion and probably those of the surrounding residential buildings for 9AM). I've participated in a few 6K's and races in the past (Firecracker run in Chinatown, Redondo Beach 10K) but I prefer the lone race. Here are some reasons why:


1.) The start time isn't actually the start time. You get to a the start line, and it's time to........wait. Up to an hour to get started running. That doesn't agree with me.
2.) I don't need to stretch. It's just not how my body operates......it doesn't need the stretching and stretching doesn't do much for me. I just start running. The pre-race routines that other runners have, while impressive and I'm sure effective for them, just stresses me out.
3.) I like building my own path. A race is pre-determined and have to follow the path........I like to veer off sometimes and see a certain new area
4.) Races get crowded sometimes.....especially when you're in the middle of the pack like me, have to go at the speed of the group.
5.) There's apps that can measure how far I've run, don't need the mile markers and stopwatches telling me how far I've run.
6.) I run at a different pace than any running friends I have (Ray runs faster than I do, as I alluded to earlier) so it's not a social event......I usually don't strike up a conversation with the guy running next to me, neither, it's just a lot of heavy breathing and panting and everyone listening to music.
7.) Especially in LA, I can run anywhere and choose the time to do it. It's so much more efficient to drop everything and start running, forget the troubles (as opposed to having to register for a race, pay the registration fees)be at the mercy of the weather or how you feel, etc.


That said, there are a ton of great things about organized races.

1.) official record- it's like part of your resume or life information, anybody can go on raceinfo.com and look up your name and results. Pretty legit and makes that race an "official time."
2.) The medal you earn at the end for finishing- bring some memorabilia home and hardware home.
3.) It's like going to a running party and meeting similar running enthusiasts......it's assuring to know there's a ton of others like you out there, and it does actually help on the course to have peers pushing you along. I tend to give up and go easy on myself if I'm just alone, take it easy.








The one time I did a marathon with Ray though (2015 LA Marathon) it was awesome! (except between mile 20-24, where I felt exhausted and couldn't move). An unforgettable experience from Dodger Stadium to the Santa Monica Pier with so many landmarks on the way and roads cleared just for us, people high-fiving us, very memorable(especially when I almost pooped myself......happens more than people want to talk about) and really that's probably the biggest appeal of an organized race..... another life experience.

Maybe if it was an organized race called the Amazing Race......I'd definitely do it!!!!

Fantasize on,

Robert Yan







Monday, October 9, 2017

朝寝坊 (Later Riser)

I have trouble oversleeping. If I didn't have a 9-to-5 job, I would oversleep much more often. It starts gradually: I go to bed at midnight one night, everything's fine the next day and I have no problems, the next evening I bargain myself and try to "cheat time" by going bed at 12:30AM, half an hour later, thus causing myself to wake up just a tad later the next day, and then go on the next day......1AM, 2AM, suddenly I'm waking up at noon.

What's with the late-rising problems? It stems from one main cause: I wish there were more hours in the day. 24 per day just isn't enough to get 8 hours of sleep in (don't feel fulfilled without it), 3 meals in, brush teeth twice, get a workout in, cook food (if you're a gourmet person), commute to work, etc., and get 8 hours of work in. It's like one's budget, except not for money, but for time: There's so many fixed costs like mortgage/rent, car payments, health insurance, living expenses, taxes, etc., that there's only so much discretionary cash left. Same thing with time. After everything is finally taken care of, I feel like there's only so much time left to have MY TIME before going to sleep at a decent time.

So what gets sacrificed? Sleep, or at least an early bedtime. Basically I wish the day was 27 hours instead of 24 hours.

During college and some fun unemployment times/ summers between colleges, there were large stretches where I would just wake up at 11AM (or later!) and go to bed at 3AM or 4AM. Not a very healthy lifestyle, and didn't see daytime too much, and especially bad when I was living with my parents because they would lecture me for my bad habits. A little part of me remembers when I had a remote job (where I can work anywhere in the world! Wow what a life!) as long as I had a computer, and I just sat in my room all day (mostly, all night), go to bed at 5AM AS THE SUN WAS RISING, wake up AFTERNOON around 1PM, have "breakfast," work a few hours, go on a run as the SUN WAS SETTING (4:30PM in the winters here in LA), have LUNCH when I got back home, work a while, HAVE DINNER at like 11:30PM, then work until 5AM in the morning and start the cycle over again......and also slipping a little later each day as previously mentioned. The days would just go by as I had no set schedule, no responsibility to be anywhere at any given time. Days would seem to lap into other days. I had no social life, I lived like a hermit, and a little part of me loved it. And I reminisce back to those days sometimes of a night owl (especially when I oversleep and wake up at 11AM like I did today). (It was less than 4 years ago! WHAT WAS I DOING BACK THEN!)  I would not recommend it, its not good for your health.....but most people that I know have had that period in their lives. I'm just glad I've put that period behind me (for the most part, once in a while on a lazy weekend it'll rear its head again).


Luckily, nowadays even if I'm not working (weekends!) I have a lovely person to wake up to and not oversleep so I can spend more time with her! Incentive to wake up!


Fantasize on,

Robert Yan