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Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Birthday: 7/19/1977
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Monday, November 26, 2007

A new addition has been made to my sister's family!  

welcome to allison chang!!!

 

 


Monday, July 23, 2007

signs of aging....

1.  i poop at night - this may seem insignificant to most, but to have a specific time of day where most of my #2s occur reminds me of regularity...especially the regularity of my dad.  he would go after EVERY dinner...without fail...and it intrigued me that such bowel rhythm could be possible.  everyone says it's a sign of old age...and now i believe them...

2.  i love the news - i'm not saying that the youth despise the news...but this is what i remember:  i remember the times when you surfed through the tv channels, whenever a news channel showed up, you would skip right past it.  it was a reflexive response...no thinking involved.  you were more likely to stop on sesame street than you were to stop on tom brokaw.  but now...i'm all over the news.  at my work, they call me mr. cnn...cause i'm always on cnn.com.  at home, i love watching peter jennings and brian williams...which once again reminds me of my dad.  he would always watch the news...and the funny thing was...he didn't even speak english...

3.  no longer a computer whiz - 486DX 33MHz processor with dual 5.25" floppy drives. windows 3.1, provided on 3.5" floppy...total of 6 disks.  took 3 hours to install...no such thing as a CD drive. 30MB hard drive...and all of this was top of the line.  spent $2300 for this magnificent machine.  now kids come up to me and ask me about duo core pentium xenon liquid cooled solid core terabyte AMD athlon centrino cache front bus speed blah blah blah...and sometimes it gets confusing.  at this rate, i feel like 10 years from now, i wont' be able to work a microwave....and end up starving to death cause i won't know how to work a stove either...

4.  pinched nerve - i pinched a nerve satruday morning...and it was one of the worst pains i've ever experienced.  i collapsed to the floor and curled up into a ball and was frozen before i had the guts to try and move again.  after that, for 3 days...i walked around hunched over while people stared at me like i was quasimodo.  i often found myself interrupting myself mid sentence to briefly wince in pain.  and the sad thing is...i wish i could say this was cause of a sporting incident or due to trying to lift a large object...but it was because i tried putting my shirt on too fast.  so now the whole picture changes...you no longer see me curled up in a ball next to a basketball court, or even next to a large object...you see me curled up in a ball half naked on a bedroom floor with one arm in a shirt sleeve.

welcome to the 30's sir


Wednesday, March 14, 2007

i was so mean...

when you're growing up as a kid...you're usually categorized by either being the "nice little kid"...or the "mean little kid"...

3rd grade - i (mean little kid) once urinated a little into a cup and told my next door neighbor (nice little kid) that it was dragon juice...and that if he drank it, he would get bigger and stronger.  he took a whiff of the cup and knew immediately it was pee.  after repeated attempts to try to get him to drink it, i decided to give him a guilt trip (paraphrased of course)...
              mean little kid:  "fine!  don't drink it!  i don't want to play with you anymore!"
              nice little kid:   "but it smells like pee!"
          mean little kid:  "just drink it...it's real dragon juice..."
              nice little kid:    (as he's drinking the juice) "but it smells like pee!"
                                       
(starts to gag and hasn't grown stronger)
              mean little kid:  (cracking up...) "it WAS pee!!!!  HAHAHAHAA!!!
                                        YOU JUST DRANK MY PEE!!!"

i feel bad just thinking about it...but it sure was funny...me and my friends had a good laugh...


- 4th grade - my neighbor (same nice little kid as before) got a brand new dirt bike and i (mean little kid) asked if i could ride it.  he refused to let me ride it even though i tried bribing him with the usual "i'll be your best friend" line....but he wouldn't budge.  so i picked up his bike and i threw it as far as i could (which wasn't very far since i was only in 4th grade).  then i picked it up again and i sent it rolling down a steep hill that he had in his back yard.  i looked over at my neighbor and he was bawling!  it kinda threw me off guard so i ran home.  10 minutes later, the mom came knocking at my door...and in her very polite, surburban mom voice, she asked me to come back to her house.  as i was walking over to her house, i could feel the tears slowly well up in my eyes cause i knew i was in trouble.  she sat me down at her kitchen table and softly asked me why i did all those things to her son's bike.  i couldn't stop crying...it was one of those crying moments where you can't breath and you keep convulsing.  she made me apologize to her son, and after several attempts to speak through the convulsing...i got an apology out.  after that, i refused to play with him...cause i was the mean little kid...

geez...i could write so many more mean stories...but i don't want people to think i was a heartless beast of a child.  i'm a grown man now...and i've changed my ways...thanks to Jesus


Sunday, December 10, 2006

Poor Kang's

We were a poor family back in the days...

No pots for cooking - i remember the first place we moved into, we had to make dinner in our rice cooker cause we were using all the pots to catch the leaks in our roof.  We also found a huge dead rat underneath our kitchen sink cupboard.  home sweet home...

Velcro shoes - i never got name brand shoes...it was always velcro shoes up to 8th grade.  I remember my dad got me a pair of fake nike's (the swoosh was a different shape), but i thought it was so cool that i kept wearing it even though it was too small for me.  I jammed my feet into those shoes every day for months, and now my pinky and ring toes curl inward cause the small shoes forced them to grow that way

Trailer home - we lived in a trailer home where we literally thought our house was going to fly away during severe thunderstorms.  They would teach us in school to go to a safe place in your home during tornado warnings, like your bathroom, or an inner hall way, but we had nothing!  we would have been at the mercy of the tornado.  and during just regular rain storms, we couldn't even have conversations cause it was so loud.  sounded like a train running through our yard.

Every last drop - my dad would cut open our toothpaste tube and scrape out the little that was left.  i remember throwing away a tube one day, and the next day, it somehow found it's way back on the bathroom counter, cut open, ready for someone else to take the last scrap of toothpaste.  but that's not the worst...i've seen my dad reuse my bath water after i got done taking baths...now that's conservation...

Weird meats - we never really got real meat in our house.  (see nov 12 entry)  cow tongues, cow hearts, dead birds, cow's feet, cow's ankles, turtles...  and it was all in a soup...we ate soup for weeks.  you can't feed 7 people with one cow tongue...but put that in soup, and you could feed 7 people for 7 days.  i love soup...

Dangerous cars - we used to have a car where the floor of the car on the drivers side had a HUGE hole in it.  i'm not talking tiny peep hole...i'm talking hole big enough where rocks have come up and hit me.  i remember as a little kid staring at it all the time cause i thought it was so cool being able to see the road beneath us while we were driving.  Thinking back on it...it's not so cool anymore...

Avoid doctors - we never had health insurance so if you were sick...good luck.  i cut my hand ice skating and they rushed me to the emergency room to get stitches.  got home and my dad was so mad that i got hurt...and he was even more mad when he got the bill.  so when it was time for me to get my stitches removed (back in the days when they didn't dissolve away), i removed them myself and it killed!  i never knew something could sting so much!  all that just to avoid hospital cost.  my dad was so proud of me...i think it was my first cost saving effort for the family...

No toys - i NEVER got toys...90% of my toys were given to me by parents who had kids to old to play with them.  the other 10% i found on the road.  i remember i used to get excited when my dad washed the car...cause then i could make mud.  that's how i played...i played with mud...

so much more i could write about...but i'll stop there.  i must admit though...looking back...it was fun being poor.  guess cause you appreciated things more...i love real meat...


Monday, September 18, 2006

ocd?

mmm...i've been told lately that i'm a little anal and quite possibly OCD...and i didn't really believe it.  i knew certain things bothered me to the point where it drives me a little crazy...but did that really put me in the category of an obsessive compulsive.  well...after today...i think i might have some issues...

so i realize that i don't like to see "blemishes" on "clean" surfaces.  for instance, there was a piece of lint on my carpet the other day, and while in a conversation with a friend, i noticed it loud and clear on the floor.  my entire living room was clear of debris (the "clean" surface) except for this one piece of lint (the "blemish").  from that point...i couldn't focus on the conversation...the lint was driving me crazy.  i tried really hard, but i couldn't continue...so i got up mid conversation and picked up the lint.  it felt so liberating!  yeah...i know...kinda psycho.  so my friend points this out and declares that i'm an anal person.  i just blow it off....

well....after the past 30 minutes...maybe my friend was right....

i have a fish tank on my desk at work and there's one clown fish (ala finding nemo)...and i was staring at it.  it's a bright orange with 3 pearly white stripes...so pretty...so clean.  then i noticed that it had a strand of algae on one of it's fins.  i stared more intensely to see if it would fall off...but it seemed to be tangled on his fin.  it was kinda bothering me....but i let the fish be.  10 minutes later, i checked back to see if it had fallen off...and it was still there.  now it was driving me a little crazy...

so to make a long story short...i just spent the last 20 minutes trying to catch the fish with my bare hands so i can get this strand of algae.  got water all over my desk cause i couldn't find the net...but i finally got it.  i'm sure that had i given it time...it would have naturally fallen off...but i couldn't wait.  and that's when i remembered the lint on the carpet...and that's when i realized...maybe i am a little OCD...

(tried to get a picture of the fish...but it wouldn't let me...it kept hiding everytime i put my phone up to the glass)



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