Monday, April 08, 2002

Last week, I upgraded my Linux box (at work) from KDE 2.2 to 3.0. I'm very impressed. I must say, Linux is really getting ready for prime-time as far as competing in the Windows space. I mean, for most of the Linux purists, all this KDE/Gnome stuff is too "bloated." But personally, that's what I like about where Linux has come - it has something for (almost) everyone. Don't need a GUI? Fine, don't load one. Need a GUI, but a nice slim one? Fine, use BlackBox or whatever. It's great. ;-) Unfortunately I don't have enough hard drive space at home, but I'm thinkin about getting another HD to dual boot the machine at home. Using Linux makes me feel l33t.

Friday, April 05, 2002

(entry not written by me. comments made do not reflect some sort of hidden agenda. this is just something of interest. k thx bye) This is a indie-flavah film currently released in theatres across the country. Not in Houston apparently. Better Luck Tomorrow
Better Luck Tomorrow is a visually frenetic, stylish and intellectually driven drama about a group of overzealous Asian American youth whose lives intertwine as they transform from school nerds to sociopaths. Better Luck Tomorrow explores the psyches of young Asian American youth of the Post Generation X era who seek to carve their own identities in communities that prefer to compartmentalize them. The representations of Asian Americans in film as well as stereotypes in reality have always polarized Asian Americans as model minority or violent gangster. These suffocating roles have left no choices in between for young Asian Americans to aspire to while holding onto their shifting and ever-changing cultural identity. Better Luck Tomorrow is neither restrained nor quiet, but very much loud, rude, controversial and non-apologetic. It will outrage many and prompt audiences to think. The film aggressively resists and defies all definitions and stereotypes of the Asian American film genre. The story of Better Luck Tomorrow is extremely relevant as we increasingly hear about violent eruptions by teenagers in quiet, suburban communities. It examines one specific instance of angst turned to violence, but exemplifies the larger issue of teen violence plaguing the country. This story is timely, important and must be told now.

Thursday, April 04, 2002

only a novice diving into immense depths a guide to haiku vincent do you know about the wonders of haiku its the bomb fo sho cong leaves work early going to hit some golf balls with seven iron form of poetry so insanely addictive try it never stop lord you have my heart nailed to a tree king of jews love flows down to me my God i hope you like my haiku may it be pleasing in your sight web log web log blog with hyperlinks and haiku? thats just crazy stuff seven o'clock test bad bad bad bad don't like test but Jesus will help ninety nine pounds strong oh gosh stomach is so full of crawfish must puke
jason yeh is thin funny spiky hair stands tall likes to watch the rock entertaining thing to write haiku all day long feel like a poet just wanted to share haiku fun with you jason hope you enjoy it
haiku is so fun can't contain my excitement you don't understand man people don't know haiku rocks the universe they go on with life have you tried before haiku that is this great thing its better than steak charles wants to know how do people write software i said c++
claire is a riot her name is five letters long just one syllable there was a girl named claire a strange one indeedy but funny and smart peggy woke early a phone call from teresa had great time with God asian chucky sent a wicked webpage to me closed my aim down fast aim transparency mys'try of the universe strange perplexing wow C++ is cool functions polymorphism inheritance yeah!
ninjas kicking butt flying killing machines, yes slicing fools in half
What a great idea! Today, I'm going to write haiku. mailbox standing tall majestic royal noble car flattens you flat
Today is one of them crazy days. Per a conversation last night, I had an idea this morning randomly. Check out the email I sent to my group: From: Chu, Eric Sent: Thursday, April 04, 2002 9:24 AM Subject: If this whole HP thing messes up I have a backup plan. This is my Plan™: I'm gonna take over the world, and this is how I'm gonna do it. Shhh, it's a secret plan, so don't tell anyone. I'm going to open up a coffee shop. And even though coffee costs, oh, 2¢ to brew, I'll charge three dollars and fifty seven cents per cup, yes, and people will buy it. Then, I'll systematically go through the malls across America, and close every single store in the mall to make them into coffee shops. So people will go to the mall so they can choose from my coffee shop or my coffee shop. And gas stations - after the malls will be the gas stations because gas is getting too expensive these days anyways. $1.50 a gallon (or 3.785 litres), pshaw, i'd rather have 15 gallons (or 56.775 litres) of coffee for three fifty seven (or $3.57) a gallon (or 3.785 litres) thank you very much, or if you're Jason Junkin you'll probably need closer to forty gallons (or 151.4 litres) but I digress. Anyways, the donut fund is a bit short on money, in fact, we have exactly fifty one cents (51¢ or $0.51), which is not even enough to buy a cup of my coffee, if this whole HP thing messes up. Question: are you guys satisfied, I mean really satisfied, not just a polite smile on your face satisfied, but to the very depths and recesses of your soul? About the donuts I mean. The formula is one dozen kolaches (half jala), one dozen donuts (assorted). But you know what they say about formulas. If you didn't know, the donuts are from my friend's donut shop (entrepreneurial spirit, that boy). They do have other food products available, and if you guys want to work some variety (at a foodservice level) into our Monday morning meetings (wonderful questions by the way, Bruce! ;-) Thanks for the trivia entertainment). I think that can be accommodated. Take a look at the website: (or if you want to get straight to it, here's their menu ) and then let me know if you wanna keep with the current formula, stop The Donut Flow™ altogether, or spice things up a bit (or add some variety). I need some feedback, ladies and gents who partake of the donuts in the morning, don't leave me hanging or I'll really regret writing something this ludicrous (or dumb) and then the silence is deafening, except for the chirping of the crickets, which makes me really nervous (or self-conscious). Maybe we can go with the fruit kolaches one morning? Or perhaps the fruit turnovers? How about croissants (mmm croissants)?? Thanks, Eric (nervously awaiting feedback, oh and money) Disclaimer: No refunds will be given for time wasted reading this drivel. May you guys code like crazy men (and woman) today and audit and manage like never before. Peace out.

Thursday, March 28, 2002

Hi there, I'm just enjoying the evening. You know, I get sad whenever I click on my friend's web logs and they haven't updated in a week or so ... Things of interest that I've picked up on the web recently: 1) CodeWeaver (software development house) is releasing an application called CrossOver which allows Microsoft's Office to be run on a Linux machine. Pretty nifty. Lots of back n' forth as to the merits of such a thing. I personally thing its a Very Good Thing(TM). The lack of a Office compatible application on Linux was a huge hindrance to Linux being a fully feasible primary OS. Now, its one step closer. The lines are getting blurred ... The great thing about Linux and the OSS (open source software) community is that pretty much everything is $FREE. So I can use my computer without violating contracts on a daily basis. w00t. Guilt-free computing. 2) A man tried to eat his underwear to throw off a breathalyser test. Not too bright, but points for creativity ... 3) A 28 year old man who's life will never be "normal" (whatever that means), who has problems articulating his thoughts even through a computer medium - who lives off of about $300 a month, receives a computer pro bono (heh) from fellow members of a forum. Actually, the response to help him in his request (I'm poor, disabled, and I don't want your pity or compassion, but how can I get a better computer than this piece of crap I'm using??) was overwhelming. Here's his profile:
I Am A Christian Man, I Love All, And Hate No One. ( Hate the sin...not the sinner. ) I Am Disabled And Use A WheelChair. (I Have Muscular Dystrophy Normal Pressure Hydrocephalus (NPH) impaired memory loss of some brain functions But a still love life. God is so good to me. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways take notice of Him, and He Himself will make your paths straight." You can accomplish more in one hour with God than one lifetime without Him. Jesus is a friend who walks in when the world has walked out.( PS: I CAN NOT TYPE TO GOOD DO TO WUT I HAVE )
Sometimes he gets frustrated and curses in anger and hurt. Other times he's overwhelmed by the sense of community available at Ars. He feels a sense of belonging and kindness. From people. What is it that draws out compassion and kindness from people?? As for real life (not web), my face is slightly swollen on my right side, and I don't know why. I'm also extremely tired (not sleepy) this week. Like my body is weary to the point of exhaustion, except long term. Things are certainly getting better, but its interesting to feel this way. A few people immediately advised that I go to a doctor. Perhaps. They're certainly looking for my best interest, and for that I'm extremely grateful. Are they listening to God for my healing? "Knowledge puffs up, love builds up." Interesting how the kingdom works. A person could talk and share and pontify until their lips fall off, about how-to-do-this, why-does-that-happen, but the fact is established - faith expressing itself through love is the method God has ordained. Sometimes, I worry about losing relevance. What if I get so into this pursuit of God that I one day I find that I can't connect with people anymore? I realize that just because the packaging says "God" or "Christian" doesn't make it a God-thing. God loves people and he also likes to makes his love known through people. "Love your neighbor as yourself." His character is always consistent. That's all. I'm gonna go relax now. Get some healing up in this body.

Thursday, March 21, 2002

Version 2.0.1 of AIM+ is out. It's pretty schmooth. Fading transparency. No more memory leak. Message history galore. Yeah.

Tuesday, March 19, 2002

There's been something brewing and burning in my heart for a few days now. I'm not sure how, why, who or what this is for, but I believe that this is an appropriate channel for expression. So here it goes. This is concerning anyone who believes themselves to be disciples of Jesus Christ. I hear and see often that reading the Bible is a chore, that its difficult, and that its boring and irrelevant. I've experienced it myself. Why? The answer is so simple. It becomes boring and irrelevant for one simple reason: the person reading does not believe what they're reading. They don't believe it. They don't. They might mentally acknowledge it, but they don't believe it. I remember spending years in Sunday school and in church being BORED out of my mind. Loathing Sundays because I didn't want to hear this stuff. Why? It was irrelevant, seemed to not make any sort of difference in anyone's life at all, and was more or less an academic pursuit. Of which I truly believe is a vile vile thing. The things of God "taught" by the methods of school? School, the bane and burden of my existence? I cannot think of a better way to repel people. Theoretical mind games - no relevance to life. Does that mean we are not to use our minds? Of course not, God has given them to us for his purposes and his glory. But seeking the kingdom and truths of God as an exercise of the mind only is an absolute perversion. Hello, the only people who did that IN the Bible were the experts of the law, the scribes, and the pharisees. The kingdom of God belongs to those who would receive it like children. Who hear from God with simplicity - nothing complex, nothing hard to grasp - just a desperate need for a savior. Simple, beautiful truths that permeate all of life - not just some sick sort of classroom understanding. God literally SCARED me into believing. After being anesthesized into a drooling blind stupor by my church experience for years and years, suddenly and forcefully, God exposed me to the spiritual realities of the world. An unseen spiritual realm that is closely intertwined with the natural physical world. Demons, angels, spirits, powers, and principalities. Suddenly, all of which I had seen in the Word but never perceived struck fear into the deepest parts of my heart. Fear of reality. "Oh my God, it's all real!" Suddenly, I didn't care about WHAT anybody had told me I was supposed to know or think about God. It was apparent to me that they could quite obviously be wrong and not know what in the world they were talking about. When it comes to absolute truth, the nature of the game is that there's gonna be a LOT of people on this planet who will be very surprised that they were wrong when all is said and done. I understood that I am not exempt from that possibility, nor the people who had tried to teach me. I began to read the word in a simple way, tabula rosa - blank slate, leaving all my assumptions, all my prior head knowledge at the door. I read to see exactly what Jesus said. I read to see if what Paul said matched with what Jesus said. I was grieved and confused when I ran upon what seemed to be inconsistencies in the spirit of the message. I was SCARED and FEARFUL at the warnings of Jesus - those why cry, "Lord, Lord!" and Jesus would respond, "away from me you evildoers, I never knew you." Could that be me? Oh I think so and it scared me to the utmost! I was blessed and comforted by the thief who was promised to be in paradise with Jesus - at absolutely no merit of his own, only by the mercy of our Lord. I was amazed, curious, skeptical at the miracles and about the claims that Jesus made. This guy REALLY claimed to be GOD! Maybe he's just a guy who has a serious problem with humility and reality? I had stumbled upon a crisis of reality and it was decision time. It's true or its utterly bogus and bunk. But the last thing the Bible was was boring. It scared me to the depths of my soul. My church doctrine couldn't save me, nor did I want it to - only pleading with the savior for life could. It literally put me on my knees - tears, fears, doubts - and humbled me before God. It made me ask questions. "Whoever comes to me will never be thirsty again." Lord, WTF? What about me? Why isn't this true in my life? It comforted and healed me to see the character of our Lord and our God. Conceptions of a God who was impossible to please were both confirmed and destroyed. Confirmed in my flesh. Utterly destroyed by trusting in the saving power of the cross. Today, Christians are utterly CRIPPLED for the simplest reason. We don't believe the Bible. "Without faith it is impossible to please God." "Ask and you shall receive." "You do not have because you do not ask." "Blessed are those who mourn." "Is anyone of you sick? Confess your sins to one another. Have an elder anoint you with oil and pray for you and you will be healed." "Come to me all who are weary, and I will give you rest." "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything with prayer and petition, present your requests to God, and the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your heart and mind in Christ Jesus." "You do not belong to yourselves, because you have been brought at a price." "Bless those who curse you... Love your enemies... If anyone asks for your coat, give him your tunic as well..." "Do not worry about tomorrow." What are these?? Fanciful theories? Suggestions? No. Trust in God and in his word, and the kingdom is ushered in forcefully and violently and things begin to change all around us- first in the spiritual realm, then in the natural realm. The sick are healed, the blind see, the captives are set free, the love of God begins to flow. First in us, then those around us. True freedom from anxiety, from the pressures of life. Of utmost relevance to every last person on this planet. By the way, don't get me wrong. The church is the body of Christ, ordained by God and absolutely necessary to the life of a Christian. Much of what I write is from a rapid change of perspective - from death to life - an immature view, I'm sure, and I've not been able to disassociate and clear up my past. But there is also a lot that is wrong with what we believe today in America and that is confirmed to be evident by the life of your average Christian. Also, some groups of believers are in better shape than others. I'm only sharing my experiences. I'm not going to hold back for the sake of politeness - I believe the truth carries much further than political correctness. If I make a dire mistake with my harsh words, Lord I ask you to forgive me and teach me, and reader, I ask you to forgive me as well and to pray for me. But hear the spirit of what I'm saying if you can, please.

Monday, March 18, 2002

Just wanted to check in and say hi. I've realized that I've not adhered to my original vision of having a web journal: to practice utter transparency and expression. I think I've been somewhat reserved and afraid to let it all hang out. So, I'll do my best to keep it simple and straightforward. Cousin Andy is in town, and its so nice and really encouraging to have the brother around. Nothing of particular interest at work today. I spilled some hot tea on my white shirt, so now I have a dollar coin sized brown stain on the front of my shirt. Ah well, I get to work on not being so self-conscious about the way I look. Keep things in perspective: even one week from now, no one would remember this, if they even noticed today. No biggie.

Tuesday, March 12, 2002

Hidden Blessings "... who struggles with sin, and I do not inwardly burn?" - Paul (2 Cor 11:29) "... but I say walk by the Spirit and you will not carry out the desire of the flesh." (Gal. 5:16) also Romans 6:12-14 also Hebrews 12:4 also 1 Cor 7:37 God's Hidden Blessings. I wonder why I'm so dissatisfied with the church in America. I've always felt somewhat awkward about it, as if I'm some young, arrogant, dissatisfied punk who is willing to complain but unwilling to lift a finger. I believe God revealed to me again the truth of Romans 8:28, that he uses everything for the good of those who love him. In my dissatisfaction, God has called me not to programs and not to actions unprompted by faith, not to titles, duties, or obligations, but to himself. I've tried to run instead to people, seeing the life of Christ in many around me, desiring that. Yet, one by one, God removed each of these people from my life that my soul would not be satisfied with just Godly people- only God alone. What other purposes has God/ is God/ will God fulfill thru such a strange thing? Who knows, but I bet they are too numerous to count. Also, in my struggles with sin - lust, pride, apathy, unbelief - but particularly with lust, I see that God has not stopped calling me toward himself. I know that God doesn't desire for me to be a neat, clean person - but a broken, utterly 24-7 dependant vessel. Not self-sufficient to do my own thing, but a jar of clay created for the master's purposes. He's not granted my victory over sin the way I have perceived and desired it - to strip away the lustful desires from me completely - but instead used them to show me the path to true freedom comes from a continual stream of surrender unto God. Your word has come alive and jumped into my heart, your promises fill me with joy and hope.

Friday, March 08, 2002

Check out AIM+. Removes ads, gives chat windows & buddy list alpha transparency, and adds message history. Schweeer. Schleemless intimegration. Oh, there seems to be a slight memory leak. That's not great for Win 9x users, but not so bad. What you don't no(tice) won't hurt you, right? Oh, don't worry about it. As soon as you step outside that door, you'll start feeling better. You'll remember you don't believe in any of this memory leak crap. You're in control of your own life, remember? Here, take a cookie. I promise, by the time you're done eating it, you'll feel right as rain.