Saturday, February 21, 2009

24.333 repeating.

24.333 repeating. I guess if I'm going to make a note, I don't want to title it 25.

23.52 I started a blog recently, but I haven't updated it in awhile. talkchalkstock.blogspot.com. I'll probably post this note on there......

22.29 Michelle Do is hot. <3 <3 <3

22.22 And I'm lucky to have found a sexy-pharm-"nerd"-asian-1yr-older-smiley-funny-friendly-energetic-strategic girl. I'm a way bigger nerd than her, though.

21.1134 I wish I could take 5 years to travel anywhere I want with the people I love, with a never-ending checking account.

21 I know I will be a good physician one day. It's not about science, exactly. It's not about just being nice to people. It's not about being a controlling, narcissistic, maniac. It's not about complaining about how hard the health care system is and how you shouldn't have gone to medical school. It's about waking up every morning with a drive to combine scientific training with your love for people. Especially sick people who are scared and wish they could just get on with their lives.

20.4 I'm getting an MD and also a PhD in Cell Biology. This is not the place to explain all the reasons why I want to go through that much school.

19.955 There is a fine line between me and just about every Axis I disorder I learned about in Psychiatry. I think that's just a part of being human. Oh and maybe a hypochondriac.

19.4 My favorite bands are still radiohead and coldplay. Radiohead more than coldplay, though. But still, I can't really get over those two bands. It's funny how both of them were up for Grammy's for Album of the Year. I guess I'm just mainstream.

18.7 With most things in life, 2 + 2 = 5. Inspired by 1984 (the year I was born) and Radiohead's first track on 2003 hail to the thief. But it's true. Most things in life really don't add up correctly.

18.34 Running helps me fight depression.

17.01 For months, when I'm showering, I have listened to cut copy. iPhone's have great speakers.

16.5 The only reason I have time to type up this note, in my opinion, is because we just finished a test block in school.

16.2 I think Sapporo (Japanese) and Red Stripe (Jamaican) are my ol' reliables at most bars.

15.7 I HATE going to Wal-Mart. Dodging people is no fun.

15.699 repeating. The older I get, the more I adore my family. Especially my brother, "bru."

14. I wish I was a musician. I still dream of waking up early in the mornings and playing the piano. Maybe this dream will come true soon...

13.1 I drunk text people.

13.05 I sometimes question my own capacity to be professional. It's lame. The school has caught on to this, as have most of my classmates. The concept of professionalism is inherently good, but it's used more to get people in trouble than it is to encourage good behavior, I think. That being said, I'll try my best to be professional...

12.0 I ran a marathon last year without training. It hurt to walk for like a week. This year, I'm going to run a half marathon and train for it. My goal is to run 1:39:00.

11.4 I believe in God.

11.2 I am a registered Republican.

11.0 I voted for George Bush in 2004 and Barack Obama in 2008. I had justified reasons for doing so.

10. I am a news junkie. I constantly refresh local and national news, and I listen to NPR every day while driving.

9. There are some things people have said to me, in that moment, whether they knew it or not, that will continue to define them, in my mind, forever. Good and bad.

8.5 I dream of being rich. Yes, money can't buy you happiness. But that's if money is handed to you, or you have to step on people to make it. I dream of being honest, good, and just plain rich. Mainly so I can travel and buy my wife things...

7.3 I miss people.

7.2 I think about other peoples' lives a lot. Or I think I do.

7.1 I obsess and ruminate about many things. Some say this is a sign of depression, but I say that's it's me trying to tell myself that something is important to think about until I work it out...

6.9 These notes are way too transparent. I kinda hope you haven't read this far.

6.5 I'm beginning to realize how sexually experimental a lot of people are. Weird.

5.0 I consider myself to be an optimist, not a realist. In other words, when logic says I shouldn't believe, I tend to ignore it and go with my blind faith that it will work out. After all, we can't even explain why we're here. All that matters is that we respect each other.

4.5 I like Michelle's pajamas that she wears all the time...

4.0 I love getting a massage by someone who loves me. But I'm thinking about paying someone to give me messages soon.

3. I'm an artist at heart.

2.56 I can't wait to go to my family's lake house this summer.

2.0 I love you.

1.333 repeating. Thank you for reading my note. I wish you luck in finding what it is you're looking for....

Monday, January 19, 2009

a new president.

i'm excited for the years to come, to see a change in attitude of US citizens, leadership and global allies. We are living in a unique moment, and I'm glad to be alive.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

a reminder about "talk. chalk. stock."

Talk. Chalk. Stock.
Talk. Communication, with friends or colleagues, real or virtual, is essential to living a good, satisfying life. Today, the lines of communication are blurred. Talking, shaking hands, whispering, calling, texting, blogging. Run-on sentences and fragments of ideas. It all works. As long as you get your message out there.

Chalk. or draw something. or create a work of art. Music, film, photos, and other forms of media and expression are today's social currency.

Stock. Living is business, with it's ups and downs. Our actions and ideas are assigned values. Who determines our worth is not always up for debate, and sometimes it's purely democratic.

These concepts are the foundation of my blog. Creating is a process of giving and taking. Recording is an exact process usually ill-achieved. I will try to create and record things I want to share with you.

If you are reading my blog, please send me the link to your blog, as I will be interested in reading about you, too, and the things you want to share.

a blog post about cochlear magic tricks.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

A network of string with creatures spitting, in need of a remedy. In need of a whispering piano.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

a song about fog.

beat beat beat the fog fog fog. step step step aside. through the steam and let it all evaporate - your worries are without form.

depress/ press press on through the fog. run run run from your stagnant pond -

let your heart beat beat beat the fog.

Monday, December 29, 2008

on deep sea creatures

one mile below the water surface I can find clear animals that emit neon lights if I shine a red light upon them. globe-eyes made of plastic, they swim around, up and down, looking at me in the dark. at night, when i fall asleep, i think i make my way down to the bottom of the sea. i scrape my foot on rocks, and i meet pipe worms that use bacteria to convert hydrogen sulfide, or methane, into some kind of energy - whose tentacles carry hemoglobin to bring oxygen to the bacteria (the whole apparatus stained a bloody color). Surrounding all this, in peace, in a black sea, in all three dimensions, I can go any which way I please. and still, it will be dark, life away from the sun, self-sustaining, independent. the life down here doesn't need any people. happiness without a model. without God at the bottom of the sea.