Category Archives: Random Thoughts

Almost liquid drinks

Posted by on January 11, 2012 at 3:43 pm.

Vancouver is still atwitter with debate on which gender sucks more in our tepid dating scene after last week’s Vancouver Magazine article, and it got me thinking about some of the dating faux pas I’ve made in the past. One tragic date began with an invitation to a homemade dinner. Trying to be polite, I brought a bottle of white wine. When I arrived, my date pointed out that it was the wrong kind of wine for halibut and felt slighted when I didn’t compliment his cooking enough; so slighted that he pointed it out.

Booze

Booze at Metropolitan Bartending School

The date ended as awkwardly as it began, and much later than it should have. Since then, I’ve been quite adamant about not accepting first date homemade dinner invitations and spend a little more time in the liquor store when trying to pick out a proper wine.

Since I still don’t know how to properly pair wines and beekeeping is not an option in the winter, I chose to take a Wine Workshop at Metropolitan Bartending School with Samba Days. When I phoned to book a spot in the class, the new owner recommended that I take the Bar Chef class instead because in his words “it’s a lot more fun.” So I thought, “why not? I’d much rather have fun than study for a potential date with a guy who I probably wouldn’t hit it off with anyway.” The owner at Metropolitan Bartending School is pretty easygoing so using the Samba Days card for a class that wasn’t listed wasn’t an issue.

Micah

Micah showing some flair

Our class began with an hour-long introduction to the basics of mixing drinks and an abbreviated history of cocktails. Our instructor, Micah, was enthusiastic about his profession and likened becoming a bar chef to a doctor deciding to become a specialist; every bartender can tend a bar just as every doctor can treat a patient, but bar chefs create cocktails using fresh ingredients that you would find in the kitchen, whereas mixologists focus on creating drinks that differ by their chemical structure, and beer pub servers know how to pour a lager. There were some amusing anecdotes thrown our way, but I did find myself wondering when we were going to start making drinks in this three and a half hour class.

After a half hour break, we each picked out a cutting board, knife, hawthorne strainer, regular strainer, muddler, cocktail shaker and glass to set up our stations. We were instructed to make whatever we wanted using the various fruits, vegetables and sauces that Micah had picked up from the supermarket ahead of time, and were left to our own devices. Micah walked about the room making sure all our questions were answered, and we basically played with food for the next two hours.

After each drink that we made, we would present it to the class and everyone would taste a sample. We each made three drinks which each contained only half a shot of gin / whiskey / rum so nobody even got buzzed, and we learned things like dragon fruit is difficult to muddle, more than a quarter of a Thai chili pepper in a drink will make it burn, and pear mixed with carbonated pop can end up tasting like detergent. It’s a good class to take if you enjoy experimenting with foods, and want to spend an evening with friends doing something different.

Thanks to Samba Days for letting me try this class!

Sugar, Oh Honey Honey!

Posted by on January 7, 2012 at 12:50 am.
Pepper Brown taunts me with her gingerbread house

Pepper Brown taunts me with her gingerbread house

I like sweets. I blame Mum for this one. Every time she sees me looking bored, she suggests having a piece of pie or cake, or a sweet bun. One day she asked what I wanted for dinner (I think I was in high school) and I said “cake” (as a joke). She kept asking and I kept replying “cake!” Eventually she gave up, left the apartment, and returned with an entire cake from the bakery downstairs. It wasn’t even a tiny cake; it was at least a 16″ traditional Chinese sponge cake with a layer of fruit and cream inside. I ate half of it for dinner.

I don’t think I eat as much dessert as I used to, but my friends still think I consume more than the average person. Not so long ago, Phil asked how many cupcakes I ate and I replied “I only had two.” “Only two?!” he asked “in how long?” That’s when I realized he was talking about the cupcake eating contest I took part in a while back. “Oh, I thought you meant how many I ate today!” “You ate two today??”

On a monthly average I probably consume one pie, half a cake, two donuts, half a box of cookies, two bowls of ice cream, 1/2 a jar of sweet spread, 35 spoonfuls of sugar (in coffee), a couple of sweet buns, maybe one or two Twinkies or other spongy snack-sized cakes, and a few handfuls of chocolates. Nothing crazy.

Two days ago, I started to wonder how long I would last if I didn’t eat any sugar at all. Denis has been off of it for a few years now and tells me that he feels much better as a result. I decided I’d try it.

It’s only day two and I’m floundering! I’m now using honey as a sugar substitute in my coffee and trying desperately to avoid all the cake, boxes of chocolates, and decorated gingerbread houses in my apartment. It’s not easy. I ended up eating a piece of 70% dark chocolate but it just wasn’t enough. I might have even broken down tonight while playing Rummikub directly across from two very yummy looking gingerbread houses. Ang got scared. I don’t know how long this can go on for…

 

Still my favourite song

Posted by on January 2, 2012 at 3:22 pm.

I’ve listened to this song hundreds of times over the past year and it’s still my favourite: Fuel Up by Stornoway. I thought you might enjoy it too.

A small measure of time

Posted by on December 30, 2011 at 8:39 pm.
The first photo Bee and I took in 2006

The first photo of Bee and me in 3rd year. We haven’t aged much. Yay, Asian genes!

How do you measure time?

Up until I finished my degree at SFU, I would recall events by what grade (K-12) or year (1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th) I was in. After there were no more school years, I remembered things by whether they happened before or after Russia, my stint in Australia, the US road-trip, or Peru. I’ve gotten so used to measuring things by grade levels or international borders that not boarding a plane between Montréal last summer and Vegas this summer made it difficult to remember what happened in between. This memory-lapse phenomenon might be why people make annual summary newsletters or blog posts; it’s why I’m doing it.

 

2011. I remember going into the year thinking that it couldn’t be worse than 2010. It wasn’t.

The WordCamp: Developers Team

The WordCamp: Developers Team

I started the year by taking a full-time contract administrative position at an engineering firm, while working part-time at a medical clinic doing their billing, and taking on two new clients as a freelance copy writer. I remember being in Victoria when my friend called about the first client, and then in Bellingham when another friend called about the second client. I was working between 50 and 70 hours a week for the first four months of the year and I was in love with my busy schedule. So in love that I filled any time I had between working hours with volunteer shifts at the PuSh Festival, snowboarding on Grouse Mountain, and organizing the WordCamp: Developers conference. Even my lunch breaks were spent either on the phone with clients, with MSP billing services, or reading one of the five books I got through in the first four months. I drank a lot of coffee and developed a very bad habit of eating chocolate whenever I entered or left the apartment or my car (I always had a box of chocolates by the door and in the car), but I was having a good time.

PuSh Festival with Ryan

PuSh Festival with a guy named Ryan — there’s a great story behind this photo

Though I loved my schedule, I knew I couldn’t keep this up forever and I had come to realize a few things along the way about what I really wanted. And so, it was a fresh new start. My contract at the engineering firm ended, I trained new hires at the medical clinic, and focused on my clients and the WordCamp: Developers conference. The conference went so well that I was beaming for days afterwards. But once the conference was over, I suddenly had all this free time and I didn’t know what to do with it.

This is where things got tricky. My close friend asked me to be a bridesmaid for her destination wedding in November (which I accepted of course!). There was also a stagette in Vegas and a bridal shower to plan, a birthday trip to Tofino for another close friend, and a trip to Squamish with the two — all spaced a month or two apart. I wouldn’t be able to travel or take a permanent full-time position until after the wedding, so I was in a bit of a limbo with a lot of time to fill between engagements, and a lot of upcoming costs. I started to worry a bit (and then a lot), but I consider myself a very lucky person so I knew things would work in the end.

Live at Squamish with Bee and Lisa

Live at Squamish with Bee and Lisa <3

An old classmate then contacted me out of the blue and offered me a temporary summer position with flexible hours, a client referred me to another company who contracted my copy writing services, and a company in the UK offered to sponsor some blog posts. Things started to slowly fall into place, and I spent the summer making day-trips to the states where I sorted some paperwork for American citizenship (I’m now officially a dual citizen), and to the island where a company arranged a sponsored caving trip for me. The PuSh Festival had long ended by then, but the 12x12 Vancouver Photo Marathon was just revving up for its third year so I worked on that with Ang and Morten, and then started volunteering at other events like SPCA’s Paws for a Cause, and updating First United’s Raiser’s Edge donor database. I also wrote my first short novel during the 3-day Novel Contest. This relaxed do-whatever summer was a huge departure from the frantic pace of the first third of the year. I had fun but I wasn’t sure I enjoyed having quite so much free time, so I decided to fill it with something else in the fall: school.

Halloween with the girls

Halloween with the girls

I don’t know why anyone wouldn’t want to continue taking classes! I love learning new things. 8 ) I enrolled in two classes at UBC as a political science major, another class outside of university to pursue a passion in the arts, and ended up taking sword fighting lessons for kicks. When I was at the UBC bookstore to get my student ID, I overheard a first year student who didn’t want to buy a used textbook even if it was in perfect condition just because it was “used.” I remember thinking the same thing in my first semester and then realizing by the second semester that new textbooks are a major money pit. I really wanted to tell him what I knew — what he would eventually learn but would help him to know now. I couldn’t very well approach every first year student on campus to give advice, so I pitched a student life column to Vancouver 24 Hours and was positively thrilled when the editor-in-chief read my sample article and offered me a paid weekly column!

In Mexico with Bee. We bring Vancouver wherever we go!

In Mexico with Bee. We bring Vancouver wherever we go!

Throughout the term at UBC — part three of my year — things got a bit rough on the relationship front with the strain of my friend’s wedding taking its toll on everyone. There was one point after my birthday where I was ready to throw in the towel as a bridesmaid and forego the money I had spent so far on wedding trip deposits and payments (over $2,000 at this point). Like I said, it was a rough patch. We ended up talking through it all though, and the Vegas weekend stagette, the Vancouver stagette, the bridal shower, and all three parts of the wedding in Vancouver, Mexico and then Vancouver again went on (almost) as planned. The week in Mexico was an incredible disaster as far as a destination wedding / “vacation” goes (LOL) but because it was so awful, it ended up being one of my favourite trips to date! I learned the most in this third part of the year thanks to my enabling friends, and I wouldn’t have changed our time together even if it was an option.

And that was 2011! It was like living three years in one, with some better than others and a lot of learning done along the way. I’m looking forward to 2012 and plan to make the most of it! ;)

Here are some photos from 2011 that sum up the year (maximum one photo per event). There are lots of memories that I didn’t get to capture with the camera, and others that I did but wouldn’t post online out of courtesy to family and friends.

 

I think it’s …Asian?

Posted by on December 4, 2011 at 2:10 pm.

HP had been whinging about not being included in Dinner Club, so for his birthday I took him to a restaurant that I would’ve chosen for Dinner Club if it was my turn this month. We went to Toko Restaurant and I wish we hadn’t because that was probably the worst birthday meal we’ve ever shared. I had thought Toko was a Japanese restaurant, but they include everything Asian from kimchi to Szechuan — that is, everything except sushi. It’s one of those “generically Asian” places that no Asian would actually go to and there was enough salt in each dish to make a dog sick. Bad choice. Sorry HP!

Toko Restaurant: 0 out of 2

Toko Restaurant: 0 out of 2

 

 

 

 

Since he wanted the full Dinner Club experience, we voted at the end of the meal. This is our third attempt at getting a picture but they’re all blurry because I didn’t have my flash on and HP hasn’t mastered the art of holding his thumb straight or in one position for longer than half a second. :P

 

 

 

Mo sexy and we know it

Posted by on November 2, 2011 at 7:03 pm.
 Sexy Bridesmaids

We’re sexy and we know it ;{D

 

 

 

Today’s picture of the day comes courtesy of Movember! Bee and I went to pick up our bridesmaids dresses in our mo’s. Sexy. I know.

Remember to visit our group page at www.mosista.co/mymoisbigger and click the DONATE button! :)

 

As a sidenote, I wore my mo to class for the first time today. My prof. pledged to support Movember because in his words “got to give her something. She’s got hair glued to her face!” Thanks Dr. Baier!

On my way to class, a couple on the skytrain also tapped my shoulder to ask what the mo was all about. I told them it was in support of Prostate Cancer Canada through Movember, and they gave me $4.25 for the cause! Thanks Dave and Paula!



 

My mo is bigger than yours

Posted by on November 1, 2011 at 4:00 pm.

I hate the ugly facial hair that covers all the good looking men in Vancouver during Movember. In retaliation, I will be wearing mustaches of my own (I stocked up at the post-Halloween sale ;) ) for the next 30 days — also benefiting Prostate Cancer Canada. Please visit my group fundraising page at http://mosista.co/mymoisbigger and hit that DONATE button!

If you’re also sick of the facial fuzz and are willing to sport a mo of your own, feel free to join the movement!

Thank you!

It’s a good thing I live in the 21st century

Posted by on November 1, 2011 at 1:06 pm.

If I were sent back in time to the Renaissance period and was forced to defend myself with a sword, there’s no question that I would die. But, thanks to Samba Days and Academie Duello, at least I’d have about 10 seconds or so of glorious swordplay / running away before bleeding out.

Samba Days offers both private instruction and group lesson packages with Academie Duello in their Explore and Action & Adventure package listings. As a Sambassador, I received a gift card for the Explore package, which includes either one hour of private instruction, or eight group lessons with the Taste of Renaissance class. I chose the latter and finished my last class on Thursday.

Samba Days Package

Samba Days Package

I think my favourite part about blogging is the mail I get. (In case you haven’t heard it enough) I LOVE getting mail! And I read it all too! While most of it’s via e-mail or through my Contact Page (which ends up in my inbox), every once in a while I get something through snail mail, and that’s doubly exciting because it usually means it’s something extra special.

Instead of calling up Academie Duello to arrange the sword fighting lessons, Samba Days sent me the gift card by post so that I could go through the process of using a gift card like their customers do. Even though I knew it was coming, I was still super excited to see it in the mailbox! I called up Academie Duello and booked the Taste of Renaissance package for October (Tuesdays and Thursdays for one month).

Taste of the Renaissance: An Eight-Class Beginner’s Course

Walking into Academie Duello for the first time was a tad intimidating. I felt completely out of place as I looked around at the walls of medieval weapons, corners with old torture devices, shelves of fantasy books, and a bunch of guys wielding swords. A wave of geekery like I have never known swept over me, and I felt like turning back around and out the door. I’m glad I didn’t.

The receptionist there is really nice (and female — smart move Academie Duello, smart move!). She gave me the run-down on the place: combat area, change rooms, showers and washrooms, and a library / sitting area above. I filled out the liability waiver forms, logged my registration on the touchscreen attendance sheet, and entered the combat area.

Longsword

Longsword

Our first class began with introductions to our instructor (Greg), Assistant (Kat), and our fellow students (a total of six in our class: four male, two female). The first half hour of every class was spent learning new positions / movements, and reviewing what we learned in the previous class. Then, we would join the other more advanced classes for swordplay practice with rotating partners — sometimes playing games like “wrestling” or what I call “crab tag” beforehand* — followed by stretching / cool down.

I learned a fair bit about how to attack and disengage using a rapier sword, but we also had two classes devoted to the sidesword and longsword. My favourite of the three is the rapier only because it seems to require better technique and mastery, so I have a greater appreciation for it. The longsword comes in at a close second for being a weapon that requires both hands (my wrists would be sore after holding a rapier up for too long and I kept bruising myself while swinging around the sidesword), and also for making some pretty spectacular and flinch-worthy sword cutting sounds during combat.

Some classes were better than others, and I think a lot of that had to do with the student mix. All of the instructors were really helpful, but I found that the classes I liked best were ones where I knew a friend (turns out, the pharmacist who used to work next to my old workplace takes sword fighting classes) or where my class had more than one girl so I had a partner I was comfortable “wrestling” with. The best class was one where there were two girls in my class and we all got a fantastic workout practicing attacks and disengagements with the rapier sword. My least favourite was the fourth class when a guy who I had practiced with several times before asked “is this your first class?” It was pretty bummifying since I thought I had gotten better by then.

At the end of eight lessons, we were tested on our swordplay skills and knowledge. My mind would always wander when we were being taught the names of the different positions and the history of different techniques, so I was pretty sure I was going to fail miserably. Imagine my surprise then when they called my name as one of the three people in our testing class of five that actually advanced to ‘Green Cord’ (the first of five levels). I am officially trained in the fundamentals of swordplay! En garde!

Lunge Order: Terza, Seconda, Lunge (still in Seconda)

Lunge Order: Terza, Seconda, Lunge (still in Seconda)

Tips for the Aspiring Swordsman / –woman

  1. If you’re unsure about whether you want to spend the money on a month’s worth of classes, you can arrange a free drop-in group class. You would be grouped in with the Taste of the Renaissance class.
  2. Wear dry-fit clothes to class. I really don’t understand how some people fight with jeans and dress shirts on. It can get really hot in the studio — treat the classes like a workout session.
  3. This is more of a courtesy suggestion: wear deodorant. Man alive, the place can really stink at the end of a class! Play nice.

There are a lot of tips for the actual sword fighting (look through the hilt when attacking, keep the pressure on the back leg at all times unless lunging, keep your side protected when in ‘terza’ position but always keep the tip of the sword up and aimed at the opponent etc.), but I should really leave all that to the instructors at Academie Duello. They’ll do a much better job of explaining all the different positions and techniques than I could in a single blog post.

If you’ve ever considered trying swordplay, take a look at Samba Days’ Academie Duello packages, or on the Academie Duello website. Academie Duello also offers some really interesting programs on horsemanship (with real horses!), a night where they let everyone play with sharpened weapons against slabs of meat and fruits, and other fun stuff (including archery). It’s pretty impressive that they offer so many unique classes. Based on the hands-on and very helpful feedback from both instructors and fellow classmates (everyone is really nice!), I would definitely recommend Academie Duello to anyone interested in swordplay, or even a fun workout (they have a hard-core workout class too).

*When we were asked to “wrestle”, it meant partnering up and holding each others’ necks and elbows while pushing and pulling to navigate one another. The “crab tag” was a game where everyone was scattered throughout the room and we would squat and pivot around like crabs to try and tag others. It was actually a lot of fun!

These streets will make you feel brand new

Posted by on September 29, 2011 at 3:13 pm.
Times Square

Times Square

All the TV shows are back on air and I’ve begun to notice a common theme: New York. It’s the city where two broke girls are now living together, where Pan Am takes flight for the first time (this season anyway), where a guy tells a long-winded story of how [he] met your mother, the place that Glee members dream of moving to, where six friends found each other, and home to a diner that Seinfeld frequents just about every day. It’s also the place where Spiderman had his first kiss, the Devil wears Prada, a shopaholic can’t get enough green scarves, you can have breakfast at Tiffany’s, a girl meets Santa at Macy’s on 34th street, and four women find sex [in] the city. It’s no wonder everyone searches for flights to New York at least once in their lives — both the big screens and the smaller ones in our living rooms have programmed it into our minds to go!

After receiving my social security card in the mail I’ve found myself especially drawn to the bright lights of New York because now I have an opportunity to actually see everything the city has to offer — something that takes much more time than a single visit. After seeing photos from one friend’s trip to MoMA, hearing another friend’s story about a chill underground jazz club, listening to another friend’s adventures trying to find the best clubs in NY, yet another friend’s trip to East New York for cool sneakers at a discount, and another friend’s research on graffiti in NY, and then even another friend’s vacation in Manhattan, well I’ve realized two things: 1. I have lots of really cool friends who have been to New York at least once in the past year, and 2. I have to go back to New York because I obviously didn’t spend enough time there on my first visit.

The first time I visited New York, I was with Ang and Morten on our circumnavigating trip around the USA and we were all still sick from having caught Morten’s bug way back in the southern states. We arrived at night and took the train to Times Square for dinner at a pizza shop with really rude servers (so rude in fact that I almost walked back over to them to tell them off). The next day, I had originally made plans to meet BJITW Angie Orth but felt so craptastic that I bailed (which I regret because I haven’t been able to catch up with her since). Ang, Morten and I spent the day walking around the city, Central Park, and ended up back in Manhattan with my old high school friend Dani who took us on a tour of his office right next to Times Square and we had dinner at a little vegetarian curry place in the Village. We left the next morning, but not before visiting New Jersey for cupcakes. Our little tour of the city felt rushed and now I feel like I’ve missed out on a lot. So friends, I’m compiling a list of “Must-Do!” things for the next time I go to New York and would really appreciate your feedback: What do I have to do the next time I go to New York?

A Twitter Tale

Posted by on September 2, 2011 at 11:40 am.
Flat White at Nelson the Seagull

When I met up with Liz for coffee, I ordered a Flat White because it reminded me of Australia. I miss you guys! <3

My friends joke that they’re going to get me some bear spray for my birthday. I have a habit of meeting strangers off the internet and they don’t always approve. For the most part though, taking the screens away and reducing the distance between two people of the internet has been a very positive experience.

Last week, I met up with a woman named Liz who I’d been chatting with on Twitter. We started talking about our mutual appreciation for how the internet can make the world a smaller and more accessible place, and realized that she’s friends with a guy who I used to know as a neighbour in my building (he now lives in Boston), a photographer who I originally met as a volunteer for the 12x12 Vancouver Photo Marathon three years ago, and an ex-coworker that I met at the first 12x12 Vancouver Photo Marathon Raw Talent Exhibit* as a guest. Small world!

Today, I woke up to a message from a travel writer and news reporter for the Toronto Star named Peg. What an awesome way to start the day! Her subject line read “Your tweet led to a story for me in Toronto Star”. She explained in her message that she’d read a tweet of mine about a week ago about a post on Craigslist. She followed up on the story, and it was published in the Toronto Star on Sunday. You can read Peg’s full article HERE.

My original tweet (sent on August 24): Unusual volunteer request.Help spread this person’s parents (ashes) around the world because they always wanted to travel http://ow.ly/6beKj

Deb hadn’t had much response to her Craigslist request, but after Peg’s article came out she’s getting “tons of offers for help now.” While this example of how much #awesomesauce the internet can make doesn’t involve me meeting someone directly, it did bring Deb closer to a bunch of strangers willing to help her out. And folks, that’s what it’s all about! :)

For another Twitter Tale (an oldie, but a goodie!), check out Two Degrees in Brisbane.

*The third annual 12x12 Vancouver Photo Marathon Raw Talent Exhibit is happening on Sunday, September 25th at PhotoHaus Gallery (VPW). It’s open for one night only, and is free to the public. Tickets are available HERE.

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