Tuesday, March 31, 2009

when i am rich

When I walked out this morning to get my garbage bins from the street, the blue sky hit me with a vengeance: the sun was shining, the birds were chirping their hearts out, and the temperature was just right -- cool enough, warm enough.

My neighbors were on their driveway.  Judy was cleaning her bicycle and Tracy was tossing the ball for little Pumpkin who, when he saw me, couldn't make up his mind whether he should fetch or say hello to me first.  They were getting ready to go on a bike ride around the lake.

This is the kind of morning that makes me not want to go to work, and seeing Judy and Tracy preparing for a day of leisure made me think about my current financial plan: winning the lottery.

When -- not if -- I win the lottery, I will not buy a mansion; I will stay where I live.  I will not throw a wild party; I will have coffee and toast every morning.  I will not buy a sports car; I will tune up my bicycle.  I will not travel around the world; I will walk along the beach.  I will not go to fancy dinners; I will broil my salmon on the grill.

I'm not asking for too much, really. 
 
Now, to implement my plan, I only need to figure out the next winning numbers.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

lame cell phone laws

The other morning, a white BMW SUV passed me on the freeway. The driver was talking on her cell phone cradled on her shoulder while sipping soda from a paper cup. Now, what's wrong with this picture?

It has been almost three months since California enacted the Text Messaging Law and more than seven months since the Cell Phone Law and it seems to me that too many people are simply ignoring it. Many of them, and I say this at the risk of sounding sexist, are women. And at the risk of sounding ageist, young women. Of course, I have seen men doing it, too, but less often. Many men can't multitask like women was my friend's explanation for it.

I think the intent of these two laws is good, but neither one has any bite to it. Neither one has enough sting to "motivate" people to observe it, let alone care about it. Critics say that there are studies that show that talking on the cell phone does not necessarily correlate to accident rate. But there are studies that do; I don't think our lawmakers formulate these laws willy-nilly just to be sticks in the mud and not let us use our cell phones whenever we want.

Cell phone use is just as bad as eating while driving. It's just as bad as applying lipstick or eye make-up. Or fixing one's hair. So research or no research, any distraction to the driver means increased possibility of accidents. If I ever found a magic lamp, my first wish would be that in an accident, only the person at fault will sustain the damages.

I think the penalties are too light: $20 for the first offense and $50 for subsequent ones. Now, what is the probability of a cop actually stopping someone for using a cell phone while driving? The driver simply has to hang up and say he was never on the phone. His word against the cop's word. Of course, there is the call log on the phone, but at this point it becomes too much work for a measly twenty bucks.

Let's say I got stopped and fined. What are the chances of me getting stopped again? Very remote, if I were to guess. So I propose that we should make the first penalty in the $150 range, and double that for subsequent offenses. I bet you people will think twice about dialing while driving to talk about nothing.

Yes, many cell phone calls are about nothing, if you haven't noticed. How many times have you heard a conversation similar to this:

A: "Where are you now?"

B: "I'm at the check-0ut line."

A: "What did you buy?"

B: "Doritos and diet Pepsi."

Cashier: "Plastic or paper?"

A: "Yuck. I like diet Coke."

Cashier: "Sir, plastic or paper?"

B: "No, I quit diet coke a long time ago."

Cashier: "Sir?"

B: "Huh? Oh, just a second, the cashier is talking to me. Plastic please. Pepsi tastes way better..."

But I digress.

On top of the ridiculously affordable fines (even in this economy), a citation doesn't even go into one's driving record as a violation point. So getting caught doesn't necessarily affect one's insurance rates. So no one cares.

This is the bottom line: people will care only if it hurts the wallet. Cell phone laws and other similar common-sense laws are -- if you really think about it -- a waste of taxpayers' money because of the amount of time that the government wastes in discussing, dissecting, and eventually passing these laws. But since common sense is not really very common these days, we have this kind of laws.

And since the laws are already there, we might as well make them do what they are meant to do: scare the bejesus out of the apathetic, selfish, noncaring public to do something that they should be doing anyway, mandated or not, by slapping them with fines that leave a stinging red welt on the checkbook.

Making the fine double the cost of a bluetooth headset will make the options clearer for many of these uncaring drivers.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

chicken salad recipe



I haven't tried the recipe yet, but since it's recommended by Wanda Wisdom, it must be good.

Monday, March 16, 2009

sita sings the blues


When an animation project is free from commercial intent, it comes across as entertaining, informative, and true to the heart. Of course, that's what I think, anyway. I think all these -- entertaining, informative, and true to the heart -- are true with Sita Sings the Blues.

I read about it in Peter Mavrik's blog (radiopeter.com). He raved about it. So I watched it. I loved all 120 beatiful minutes of it. In this age of CGI animation, Nina Paley demonstrates that a film does not need to be hyper-realistic 3D to be great.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go out and find a copy of the Ramayana.

Click here to watch the complete film online.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

just do it

A couple of days ago I was listening to Wanda Wisdom about exercising. She said that for her, the most difficult part of going to the gym is getting out of the house. The only thing that always motivates her is the fact that every time she went to the gym, she always felt great after she was done; every time she found an excuse not to go, she always felt lousy afterwards.

Today Michael and Marilyn decided to go for a walk around the lake. I thought I'd dust off my bicycle and ride while they walked. But soon I found myself coming up with reasons why I shouldn't -- the car has no bike carrier and I didn't want to just stash the bike in the back; I haven't had the bike tuned up in years; half of the gear-changer doesn't work; it would be easier to take my roller blades.

In the end, I decided to go and do it. And it felt great.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

a mama's kitchen déjà vu

Last week Marilyn and I went to the volunteer orientation at Mama's Kitchen to see what kind of openings they have. The speaker had already started when we got there, so we signed the attendance sheet, picked up an application form, and headed to the back of the room where there was a shelf/counter mounted on the wall.

There was a five-minute video at the end of the presentation, and as I turned around to face the counter and fill out my form, I had one of those "this has happened before" moments. This one was more vivid than many of previous déjà vu moments that I've had.

I looked around the room again: people watching the video and filling out their forms, Marilyn standing next to me, a girl behind her, all three of us filling out green forms next to a row of windows facing the parking lot. Even the time of day and the sunlight filtering in to the room from the windows behind us was too eerily familiar to ignore.

And then it was gone.

I have read several explanations about moments like this, but none of them really satisfied me. One that I can more or less buy into says that a number of variables in the current moment or situation triggers a memory of another moment where the variables are very similar, hence the feeling "this has happened before."

The explanation doesn't really matter to me. I can be all mystical or spiritual about it, but at the end of the day it's all up to whatever meaning I put into it.

I'll take this one as a good omen that I have made the right decision and am going in the right direction.