Monday, April 26, 2004

gmail goodness

I had been waiting to sign up for Gmail ever since I heard about it earlier this month. I didn't really care what features it had, mostly I wanted to pick an email address that I really wanted (like one with my name in it), rather than one I had to think up because your previous ten choices were already taken. I went to the Gmail site, but you couldn't just register as it was still in beta stage.

Then I logged in to Blogger today, and what did I see? An offer to help test Gmail! Woo! Thank you Blogger. So I got a new email address (just my name. Kinda boring, but I didn't have any real neat ideas), and I have to say I was pretty impressed with Gmail's features. I'd heard about the 1 gig space and the 10 mb attachments, which I didn't particularly care about since my SBC/Yahoo DSL account gives me 75 megs in Yahoo, which is way more than I need. But what really impressed me were these two features: email conversations and labeling system. Email conversations group together the back-and-forth replies in one topic so that everything you and another person is under one "thread" instead of scattered all over. Kind of like an online forum thread. I remember one time wishing that email did this, so it was a pleasant surprise. The labeling system is a different way of organizing your mail. Instead of dropping messages into different folders, you group them by labels, and each message can have more than one label. [added later: When you delete a label, the messages with that label don't get deleted. Yahoo, on the other hand, requires folders to be emptied before deletion.] I guess the usefulness of this feature depends on how you sort your own mail, but all in all I like their innovations. Good job, Google.

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

homemade naan

I just finished making naan bread for the first time, and it was a success! Woo! Okay, it doesn't quite taste like real naan, but it has got chewy bready goodness. You'd better make it here this Saturday, Marianne, or I'm eating all of it.

Today I went and handed in my admissions application at Rio Hondo College. I'm taking Accounting 101 this summer -- as a result of reading Rich Dad, Poor Dad and its sequels. I'm too lazy to really sit down and write about the whys of it, but in short, Robert Kiyosaki inspired me to become financially literate, and taking this class will be the first step. I also turned in a volunteer application at my local Boys and Girls Club today, for a number of reasons. One, I wanted to help with a charity's fundraising to practice my sales skills. Two, it'll help me practice dealing with kids for when I have my own (not that I expect to any time soon, but I will eventually). And three, it beats sitting home and waiting for the Department of Insurance to tell me when I can pick a test date for my license. I have to admit, this move was also inspired by the Rich Dad books. Kiyosaki himself started out as a shy person who was a really bad salesman. He told this story several times throughout his books, but only in the last one I read did he say how he overcame that obstacle -- by doing fundraising phone calls for charity (and doing sales pitches at a much faster rate). I started out looking for any charity near me (Red Cross was the other close one), but chose the Boys and Girls Club because of the other challenge -- dealing with kids (if you didn't know this yet, I'm not real good with the kind that talks back). I say it's a challenge, but it's not like I'm nervous about it. Mostly I wonder about the right things to say and do when I have to resolve a conflict or something like that. Watching Dr. Phil has really been a lot of help, both in this regard and in general. I've watched him enough now that I can diagnose some problems in relationships around me (including my own), and that's pretty cool.

Friday, April 09, 2004

stuff

I know I haven't blogged in a while -- not that I don't have stuff to say, I've just been lazy (and jetlagged). I went to Taiwan for a week for my grandmother's funeral, and switching back and forth between two disparate cultures is incredibly taxing. The 14-hour plane ride didn't help, either. The first few days I was like, "god, I'm lonely and I don't want to be here away from my life." And then we settled in and my mom's friends took us sightseeing and eating lots of good food. Then we came back and I was like, "god, I'm lonely and I don't want to go back to real life." Well, I guess it's good I don't have school or a 9-to-5 j.o.b. to have to plunge back into.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

tomorrow's god

Tomorrow's God, the newest installment in the Conversations with God series, was released this month, and I got my copy earlier than expected. As the seventh book in the series, I didn't know how much of it would really be new information. After all, the previous books already laid the groundwork for the philosophy. However, I wasn't disappointed; many of the themes in Tomorrow's God does repeat what went on in previous books -- but only because we keep asking the same questions. Instead of repeating what was said before, this installment expanded on the previous concepts and explained them in new ways that increased my understanding of it. For example, the first and foremost principle in CWG is that We Are All One. In Tomorrow's God, this principle is extended into the idea of serving Life first. In any situation which involves choice, if we serve Life first, we will always end up serving the greatest good as well as ourselves, because we are part of Life (which is synonymous with the words God, Love, Freedom, and Change). A good analogy of this would be having the hand feed the mouth. The hand doesn't directly benefit from putting food in the mouth, but that food feeds the stomach, which in turn feeds the hand, because they do not exist separately on their own.

Tomorrow's God also proposed solutions to some of America's (and the world's) problems. Like education for example, which currently teaches kids copy their parents' thinking -- and their mistakes. I know my kids aren't going near public schools or even my Catholic high school (which, to be honest, I loved at the time, but today it would've driven me nuts). I'll have to take a closer look at Waldorf schools.

Thursday, March 11, 2004

i give up...

Yesterday I went to Blockbuster's to rent Under the Tuscan Sun, which is actually a really good story about self-reliance and loving yourself before finding someone else to love. While I was there I was really tempted to rent Max Payne 2 as well, but the problem was that it would take away my reading time and working time (since I designate my own work hours) without contributing (much) to my ongoing education. So I decided, then and there, that I am giving up videogames until I start making $5000 a month (this might be confusing to those who don't know or don't understand what it is I'm doing. I will explain more about my job when I get around to it). Of course, I haven't played much videogames for about a month now, so it's not like I've had to suddenly cut down on it. However, this will prevent me from playing when I do want to.

new addition

I have added a "current readings" list to the left hand column. It's list of books I'm reading currently (because I'm always reading something or other), as well as a hint as to what I might be talking about (or are already talking about) in upcoming entries. In fact, I've already got several new topics in mind, I just have to get them sorted into a coherent manner.

Saturday, March 06, 2004

more reasons not to watch the news

If you've seen Bowling for Columbine or read Conversations with God, you know how the local news, cop shows, and other violent programs feed into the culture of fear in America. Well, here's one more reason why too much news is bad for you. I'm currently reading this book called Your First Year in Network Marketing by Mark and Rene Yarnell, and there's a chapter on how to avoid depression and be optimistic about the future. This is an interesting anecdote:

We are convinced that the old adage originally aimed at computers can also be applied to people: "Garbage in, garbage out." Because of our backgrounds in theology, both of us have participated in extensive counseling. Often we found that depression was the result of the garbage people allowed into their brains. One man, who showed up for marital counseling explained how he'd lost the fire in his relationship. In fact, his whole life was becoming increasingly more depressing. As is so often the case, as Mark recalls the incident, a brief evaluation of this man's daily activities told the tale.

"Philip was a forty-year-old computer analyst for a major technology firm who explained his days as nothing out of the ordinary. 'I get up each morning and sit at the breakfast table reading the newspaper. Because I'm in a car pool, I either pick up my two friends, or they me, for the forty-five minute commute.’

“I stopped him with a leading question: ‘Once you’re in the car, what do you talk about?’ I wondered for an important reason.

‘Oh, you know, the usual small talk,’ he replied. ‘But we really only spend a few minutes talking; then we flip on the radio because one news station gives traffic reports every ten minutes which helps us strategize our commute. If there’s a serious traffic problem ahead, we avoid it. And besides, during that time, those who aren’t driving normally have business files to examine.’

“It was just as I expected. Philip then proceeded to detail his mundane day. He and his co-workers had permission to listen to the radio at work. ‘That breaks some of the monotony,’ Philip explained. When he got home from work, he first read the paper while sipping a glass of wine. He had dinner with his two kids and wife, during which they discussed their days. He spent less than two hours with any paperwork he brought home; then he and his wife curled up in bed in time to see and A&E program entitled Law and Order followed by the 10:00 news. He again emphasized that he led a reasonably good life, but nothing extraordinary.

“At the end of forty-five minutes of reflective listening, I recommended that Philip go six months without reading one newspaper, watching one television show about crime or newscasts of any kind, and no radio news at all. Six months without news! Following two more counseling sessions in which routine marriage counseling techniques were employed, Philip and Nancy never returned. We bumped into them two years later at a conference and both beamed. Their marriage had taken a positive turn and Philip thanked me profusely. He made a point of mentioning that he really didn’t know for certain what changed, but something had surely improved his life. ‘By the way,’ he said as he turned to walk away, ‘except for the weekend edition of USA Today, I don’t mess with the news anymore. Not that that has helped a great deal.’”

Wrong, Phil. The entire marriage turn-around could probably be traced right back to the elimination of those meaningless newscasts. If you are troubled by depression, read this next sentence three times: “No More News!” If Martians land anywhere in the world, you’ll hear about it within fifteen minutes from someone in your circle of friends. If a princess dies, you’ll hear about it even if you’re on a boat in the Caribbean. We did.


And it goes on, but you get the idea. The last paragraph is quite true. I've actively avoided watching the news for a year and a half now, and it's really quite difficult to miss anything important that happens. (The night the US troops broke into Baghdad, I was at a home-hostel in Canterbury, and our hostess made us watch the news in her living room.) The way I see it, information is like mind-food. Just as what you eat affects your body's health, what you read/watch/hear affects your mind's health.

whoa

I clicked on this blog called Tomato Family on the Blogger homepage because of its strange name. It's in a different language, but the dude whose picture is at the top is way HOT. I'm sure Marianne will appreciate it, if nothing else.

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

yay books!

The newest book in the Conversations with God series, Tomorrow's God, comes out today! I ordered an authographed copy though, so it'll take a few weeks to get here. In the meantime, I went to the library and checked out books on life insurance, network marketing, money management (stuff I need to know for my job), Life Strategies by Dr. Phil, Book of Dreams by Sylvia Browne, and some romance novels. For some reason I always go overboard when I'm at the library. I'm just compelled to read a bit of everything.

Monday, March 01, 2004

humanity's team

Yesterday afternoon I went to my first Humanity's Team meeting down in Long Beach. Humanity's Team was started by Neale Donald Walsch, based on the teachings in his book The New Revelations, and their mission, in summary, is to increase spiritual awareness in the world by being an example. I'd been planning on going once I have reliable transportation, but somebody was one step ahead of me. Basically, I got some emails on Sunday from them, and after poking around I saw that they were having a meeting that same day at the Unitarian church in Long Beach (which I've been to once before). I was interested but figured I couldn't go because Mom was at church all day, and I still can't drive my Dad's stick confidently. Then out of the blue this guy IM'd me on Yahoo to ask if I wanted to go, so I told him my problem. Since there no one else at the group was from my area, he offered to come up here from Newport Beach and then drive me down to Long Beach. Goddess bless him.

At the meeting we discussed mostly businessy things having to do with upcoming events and starting a new Humanity's Team center, but it was great just to meet people of like minds and have a hand in the beginning of wonderful new things. On the way there Keith asked me if I would be interested in starting a study group in my area, and my heart said yes, that is what I want (actually, it was more like, "why didn't I think of this earlier??). So I've decided to have a space ready for my study group this Sunday. Even if nobody else is there, it will be a time set aside for me and God, and it will be good.