Short blog posts, journal entries, and random thoughts. Topics include a mix of personal and the world at large. 

Get your face off the phone

It used to not bother me at all, but lately I've been rather miffed when I'm amongst company and people are constantly on their mobile phones. I understand the need to check whether or not a message is important, verify a scoring alert for your favorite sports team, or looking up something on the web the relates to the topic at hand - otherwise, you really shouldn't be on your phone.

Speak; have a genuine conversation. 

That bad habit is made even more glaring when you see one friend who's never had a smartphone before and only recently (finally) transitioned to one. Yup, unfortunately, he has also joined the cult of screen staring. It's a virus.

Of course, I've been guilty about this too. These days I'm really trying to make a conscientious effort to not have my mobile strapped to my face when I'm hanging out with other people. 

Weird-Al is a legend. That parody of Robin Thicke's "Blurred Lines", turning it into a song about proper grammar usage, is absolutely genius. I'm certainly not the staunchest of grammar nazis but I do appreciate well-constructed sentences that are free from blemishes. 

Plans to go to the Ramen Festival in Japan-town this past weekend were a bust. The festival was beyond crowded, and reportedly it took a good three hours of waiting in line before one gets the opportunity to savor a bowl of noodles. While I like to think I've more patience than most, waiting multiple hours for what ultimately boils to food just doesn't seem right to me. I don't care how awesome that specialized bowl of ramen is - there's but a finite amount of hours in a day. 

Besides, the San Francisco Bay Area has no shortage of ramen restaurants. Now that I think about it, not sure why there was a need for a ramen festival at all. At the very least, organizers should procure a (much) bigger venue next time.