Hello, another time.
Creativity makes a comeback.
I spend most of my workday writing. But what brings home the bacon is writing in someone else's voice, or representing someone else's viewpoint (and that of my organization). And while I really love my job and my colleagues, and am truly passionate about the cause - which I'm not saying just because my boss reads my blog - it's good to have something that I feel is just me, and that doesn't require anyone's approval, nor is tied to a paycheck. And since music has been on the back burner of late, I've found that writing has been a really wonderful, creative outlet. Plus, I've always found it easier to express myself in writing than verbally, in the same way that I retain things better when I read them than when I just hear them. Go figure.
Dipping a toe.
I generally consider myself a pretty guarded person. I have a tendency to keep things close to the vest, for the most part, which I think has sometimes led to people perhaps not really getting to know the real me, beyond a close circle of friends. I'm also very self-conscious - all the time - and that's probably why I've never had an alcoholic drink in my life, because I'm afraid of what I'd do if I got drunk. (By accident, of course, since we know Asian men can't hold their liquor.)
So this is an exercise in...stepping outside the box. Dipping a toe into unknown public waters. Not trying to live up to anyone's expectations. Not giving a crap if my long-winded blog postings would give a grammarian a coronary by my overuse of the ellipsis and sentence fragments, and a propensity to end sentences with prepositions. Just telling my story as authentically as I can.
Love/hate Facebook I do.
I think there are many good things about social media, in general, and while I don't have a Twitter account, I do have a connection to
On the other hand, I sometimes feel like Facebook is the equivalent of "drive-by" friendships, in the sense that we see short snippets of people's lives buried in a big long newsfeed that we feel dysfunctionally attached to, because if we don't read it, then we're not going to know that someone had a ham sandwich for dinner. And do we really get to know who a person is through briefly-worded updates, or 140 characters or less? Sure, people come to Facebook and other social media for different purposes, and that's okay. I guess I just feel differently about its overall purpose.
Plus, I've also found that I seriously lack the art of posting witty, insightful Facebook status updates.
And I'm bitter about it. So I'm going to write more words. More words than will fit in a Facebook status update. So there. Ha!
Into the West.
So what can you expect to read here? In all honesty, I'm not really sure. Probably a collection of life reflections. Good things, bad things, food things, political things, gay things, Asian things, Canadian things, or just things that I've been meaning to get off my chest for a while, but haven't found the right time nor outlet. Or maybe I'll just write about my day and my bone-headed move in not realizing that I had forgotten my wallet at home until just before I was about to get on the bus. I'm trying to keep the language clean (though I can curse like a sailor), so I've been betraying my infatuation with the rebooted Battlestar Galactica by using frak a whole lot. And if I express views that are different than yours, well...you don't have to read my blog if you don't want to.
But, if you're interested in hearing more from a proud-Democrat-in-waiting, BSG- and Buffy-loving, superhero-worshipping, gymnastics-following, Everyday-Food-cooking, gay-as-a-three-dollar-bill guy who's trying to do something a bit out-of-the-ordinary, then please - in the immortal words of Karen Delaney Walker - "grab a bottle, hunker down and pray for daylight." I'm glad to have you on board for the ride.