Author: F C

  • What We Can Believe In

    Welcome to my annual New Year’s message/note/blog posting. You’re getting this because you somehow participated in my life this year, or – for this year most significantly – are one of the many people I’ve connected or reconnected with through Facebook.

    The procedure is as follows: I  review statistics of the past year, followed by a hopefully amusing anecdote, and then conclude with resolutions for the next year.

    Statistics

    Megabytes of Email this year: 3895 (up almost 300%, also mostly spam, and I’m only counting Gmail, since it is an incredible pain in the neck to figure out with certainly how much space you are using in an Microsoft Exchange account.)

    Miles in a rental car: 0 (I didn’t have occasion to rent a car this year – good thing too considerig the cost of gas/petrol.)

    Miles in a Zipcar car share: 1564 (up 50% from 2007, but now kind of torn between them saving me a bundle not having to own a car or pay crazy amounts for gas, and them screwing up my reservation for the one day I really needed it in October, and then afterwards getting socked for a bogus repair bill ).

    Miles in a plane: 8270 (down 35% from 2007). Will have to do something about this.

    Places visited this year: Washington, D.C.; Red Bank, NJ; Lakewood, NJ; Seattle, WA; Mohegan Sun, CT; London, England

    What We Can Believe In

    In case you haven’t been keeping track, I got married in October to my longtime sweetheart, Pei.  We invite you to check out our recently and extensively updated wedding website at

    http://www.peiback.com/wedding

    Among the features include professional photos, accounts of how we got together, were engaged, and survived our wedding day, a complete musical playlist, and online videos of the ceremony and the banquet. If you were there, several mysteries can now be revealed; if you couldn’t be there, we hope that you will be able to enjoy some of the happiness of our day. We are thinking about a 2009 Asia World Tour, maybe in the latter half of the year, so if you’re in Asia, let’s talk.

    So once you’re done with all that, here is another little story:

    I’ve been a Facebook member for about a year. My wife refuses to join Facebook – she thinks it is just another one of those sites like Friendster and MySpace, and that she would rather network in “real life” (she isn’t a Luddite – you can find her during most any hour engrosssed in instant messaging).

    The thing is that Facebook actually works. Chances are the people that you want to know about are on Facebook;  if they want you to know what is up with them, they can have that info pushed to you in a manageable way. This framework separates the who you are targeting part of message writing (you choose your friends and groups and their privacy settings)  from the actual  drafting of the message, which makes it possible for hundreds or thousands of people to be kept up-to-date.

    We know for a fact that this form of networking was a pivotal factor in the recent U.S. elections, but what did this do for my life? In brief:

    • I went to two Facebook Friends’ (FBF’s for short) independent films, one of which I drove two hours to central New Jersey to see, and the other I was able to arrange sponsorship of a reception.
    • I worked with another filmmaker FBF living in Hong Kong to submit a short film in a contest in New York.
    • I reconnected with a dozen people from my twentieth high school reunion, a number of which I met again at another high school alumni event.
    • I was invited through Facebook back to the anniversary of a college charity fashion show I used to work for 15 years ago, and encountered someone I knew from the Asian lawyer’s association that had worked on the same event a few years before me.
    • Facebook was the “neutral” communication channel between the groom’s party and Pei’s bridesmaids. I kept in touch with one of my groomsmen living in Asia, and planned his tux accessories.My cousins in Canada fed me addresses and spreadsheets from their wedding.
    • One FBF friend whom I recently had traveled with to Seattle was en route to India and narrowly avoided staying in one of the bombed Mumbai hotels. We were able to see that he was OK in real time.
    • One FBF friend asked for tips for a trip to Japan. He used one of my tips to enjoy a fine and inexpensive sushi breakfast in Tokyo.
    • One FBF told me about a Taiwanese singer that was going to perform on the East Coast that I had previously seen in Las Vegas with another FBF, and connected with a third FBF that was attending.
    • One FBF is starting a consulting business where I was able to immediately refer one friend for an interview, and another for use of her services.
    • The farthest FBF reconnects were a neighborhood friend of the family who is now in the toy business in Malaysia, half a dozen people from elementary school, and a member of a religious order who was one of my teachers in high school.
    • We celebrated major life events. Congrats to the 3 other FBFs that wedded, the 6 FBFs that had new babies, one FBF that is still expecting, and the FBFs that are moving from and to New York. In addition to our wedding, I also received lots of messages when I became the godfather of my best man’s daughter.
    • Just this past week, while my wife was caring for me when I was deathly sick with laryngitis and bronchitis, I also received tips, commiseration, and advice from people that noticed my status.

    Now the point here is not necessarily that Facebook is the be all and end all — at some point there will be another next great thing, that’s for sure. And sure, you can probably use the phone, instant messaging, or email to accomplish this the same thing, if you have plenty of time and a social secretary. However, it is astounding that Facebook makes a list like the one above possible today.

    You know, the one thing I learned about this marriage thing is we are not alone, and we don’t have to go it alone. This is what we need more of: the hopes, prayers and best wishes of our friends and family. This is what we can believe in.

    Resolutions

    For two years running, I’ve been putting out two resolutions: the one I’m really going to do (which have included proposing and then getting married successfully to Pei), and the other one that I have spectacularly failed to complete over this time, which is to really learn how to swim. I’ve joined the YMCA, perused the class schedules, looked at the facilities, and even hit the showers, but I have not made it into the pool. I’m going to put this single resolution on again for this third year — let’s see if I can do it.

    Thanks for reading all the way to the end.  Pei and I hope that you will have a wonderful 2009. Oh, it’s your turn on Wordscraper!

  • Back to Seattle

    I’m back in Seattle for a conference. This is the first time I have been away from P- since the wedding. Flight got in about 8 local time and didn’t get dinner until 10, which is like 2 am NY time. Hit a sushi happy hour at Redfin, the house restaurant of Hotel Max. I’m staying at the Sheraton Seattle which is a massive hotel. I’m on the 32nd floor and there are 30 rooms on each floor.

    Will wake up late and try to find Salumi, the fabled cured meat emporium.

  • Finding Xanadu 上都 and Five Years of Triscribe

    Last night P- got me tickets to see Xanadu the musical as an advanced birthday present, as the show is closing this weekend. I got to see the talented Kerry Butler, who I actually knew in high school – she was the lead in all of our high school musicals when I was on the stage crew. It was hysterical in how it embraces the Olivia Newton-John movie score, rejects the movie, and yet imbues the Three’s Company-era Venice Beach of the 80’s.


    Cheyenne Jackson & P-


    Me and Kerry Butler

    According to Wikipedia, Xanadu was Kubla Khan’s summer capital Shengdu. From Marco Polo’s description, it seemed to be a resort of sorts. This became the inspiration for the Samuel Taylor Coleridge poem.

    If you are looking for a message from the musical, it is the search for “Xanadu”, which is defined in the story as “finding true love, and creating and sharing art.” I guess that is what we have been trying to do with Triscribe for the last five years, and it has worked: I’ve found true love (who I’m going to marry in 2 weeks – we’re picking up the rings today), and we have been able to share our love for food, travel, news, writing, and just about everything else.

    As always, thanks to my compatriots SSW & YC for keeping this going!

  • End of world averted once again, one Connor wins, and one loses

    CERN launches world’s largest particle collider As SSW mentioned, there was some hysterics that a mistake could cause a mini black hole and end civilization as we know it. But thankfully that did not come to pass – it only made two dots on a CRT screen.

    Season opener of Sarah Connor Chronicles – AWESOME! Usual EW major spoilers here.  Fantastic Terminator action in this first episode, where Camaron turns on John. Wrecked more vehicles in one episode than they do in most movies. And the first appearance of a T-1001 – look out!

    Primary results: Daniel Squadron defeats incumbant Martin Connor. For someone who has been in office since the ’70’s, and is actually my state senator, I have almost zero knowledge about Connor.  I’ve never met him in person or seen him at public events or anything, and I have met or seen most of my other elected officials at one point or another. But for crying out loud, Squadron’s clipboarding posse was really annoying. They were worse than the canvassers described in the recent issue of the Village Voice. They even had people come up to my apartment twice to ask if I was voting, and that kind of turned me off. But at least he’s trying. The clincher is that Squadron had Chinese on his banners, and Connor didn’t. That might seem to be a small thing, but it’s often the small things that count.

  • Seeking Good

    RIP Don LaFontaine. Discipline, commitment, excellence. If I had a choice to be known as the American President or unknown as the movie voice of God Himself “in a world where both of our cars are underwater”, I know who I’d want to be.

    GEICO Commercial

    5 Voiceover guys in a limo

  • Happy Birthday YC

    What is this world coming to – three blog entries in a row! Well this is justified because it’s YC’s birthday today in the opposite side of the world. He’s off to a running start with his project management blog – good reading all around. Hoping for an amazing time and a healthy feast to celebrate!

  • Two Extremes

    YC the Pai Mei guy posted last week about Dr. Randy Pausch, the Last Lecture professor from his alma mater. His death was not sudden, but his whole purpose was to make the last days of his life count, so that he can be remembered by his kids. That is something to aspire to.

    I went to a memorial service last weekend in Toms River for someone I worked with at my alma mater. I had not seen her in close to 5 years, yet this was so sudden, very sudden. From her, I learned a lot about empathy, a skill that she had in droves — perhaps too much more than she could bear herself.

    I hope that both can rest in peace.

  • iPhone views

    Check out the new iPhone 3G ad on tv. I’m getting married in 2 months at the location at the bottom of the Google Map:

    iPhone 3G: Unslow

    Definitely on the want to get list!

  • Cultural Tofu

    SSW mentioned the ongoing Asian American International Film Festival that we both attended, and so far has been summarized by the panel that we attended on Saturday about Asian American Aesthetics. My witty quip summarizing the panelists, which included thespian David Henry Hwang and director Wayne Wang, was “cultural tofu” – kind of amorphous, absorbs surrounding flavors, is “value added” (or what we would call in a different decade, “hamburger helper“). Like tofu, artistes strive for something unmistakenly Asian or subdue it to be almost invisible. Do other cultures run into this phenomenon?

    I felt that way representing the “Hong Kong” team at the 72 Hour Shootout competition.  I’m familiar enough with Hong Kong that I can name everywhere that we (actually they of Hong Kong – I just took care of the delivery part at the end, and other than the team leader, I had not met anyone) filmed in the movie, but am I part of that aestetic? Is belonging a necessary function to adopting an aestetic? We didn’t win, but we were unique as the first ever entry shot in Asia, and I had plenty of people ask how we pulled off getting the film back to New York in time. We’re going to have to top this next year – how remains to be seen.

  • Simulation Stimulation

    I’m in Baltimore for the first time, and I’m not sure what to make of it — maybe one part Philly, one part Vancouver, and one part the south Bronx Harlem-is-burning of my youth. They take their baseball seriously in beautiful Camden Yards (the Orioles beat the Astros in three straight games, missed out on the bobble head day), and their mayor is being investigated for corruption. The word BELIEVE is around the city, not realizing that it wasn’t Obama viral marketing, but an attempt to reframe the war against drug dealers.

    Will have to find crab cakes – I hear the ones in Lexington Market are the best. Also will have to spend some time checking out Edgar Allen Poe’s gravesite, which happens to be around the block from UMB Law School.