90’s Childhood in 3 Minutes

October 21, 2011 at 11:05 am (Anything and Everything, Food for Thought, X's and O's)

My peeps, see how many you can remember! Warning: Sensory overload!



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“A Day in the Life of the Modern San Franciscan”

July 14, 2011 at 5:28 pm (Food for Thought, X's and O's)

Taken from http://www.rocket-shoes.com/a-day-in-the-life-of-the-modern-san-franciscan/

My alarm clock goes off. Presumably on my iPhone 4, because it’s very important to me that I own the latest technology. I hit snooze. I can’t believe I have to get up by 9 a.m. to make it to my place of work before 10 a.m. where I am paid to be creative and knowledgeable about “the internet,” just in general.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I casually thumb through emails I’ve received since going to bed. I should have received something from Groupon, Livingsocial, Scoutmob and Gilt Groupe if I’m really late for work.

I take a shower. While doing so, I begin to wonder why I’m so bad at saving money. I then use my Bumble & Bumble shampoo and follow up with Kiehl’s face wash. I get out of the shower.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I check-in to my apartment on Foursquare, which I’ve named something cute and clever because for some reason I think people actually care what I call my apartment on a mobile application named after a children’s playground game. They don’t. I just wanted the mayorship, let’s be honest.

When I am getting ready, I decide between my Salvation Army/Buffalo Exchange purchased t-shirt that I’m so proud of (because it features the name of some business I’ve never heard of, yet it also has a great “worn a lot” consistency that I yearn for) and my J. Crew oxford. In no way do I find this ironic for some reason.

Before leaving, I peer out of the one window in my outlandishly priced studio apartment, whose price i’m okay with as it’s “just how San Francisco prices are” to see how the weather is. It is sunny, but I also know this means that it’s probably 52 degrees with a wind chill of “you’re freezing, why the fuck didn’t you wear a coat.” I do not bring a coat, as though trying to prove to the weather that I’m above it’s crafty trickery. I will regret this later.

Before I go, I pack my black rimmed Ray-Ban eyeglasses and put on my Ray-Ban sunglasses. I then pack my Macbook Pro, iPad, iPhone and Kindle into my Chrome messenger bag. The Timbuk2 bag is too small and makes my collarbone hurt because I didn’t splurge for the shoulder guard. These are things that I’m actually concerned about.

I walk to the Bart station, which is about 3 blocks from my house.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I check-in to BART on Foursquare, because everyone needs to know that I’m about to take public transportation. Which is kind of like the equivalent to doing something mundane, like taking a sip of a drink and telling everyone about it. Actually? I’ll probably check into somewhere for this reason later. To be fair: I’ve heard if you check into BART 10 times you get the “Trainspotter” badge. I don’t know why this is important to me. But it is. I need that badge.

I see someone doing something weird on BART. Probably a homeless guy or a drug addict or something, which are usually mutually exclusive. I’ll probably tweet about that. I can’t now: no service. But I’ll remember to when I get off at my stop. I bet people would love to read a humorous anecdote like that, maybe it will make their bad morning a little funnier or something.

I forget to tweet that, but forget that I forgot that.

I think about how it must suck to be homeless, because I really love not being homeless.

Around the Powell stop, I begin to play Angry Birds. I can’t beat one level, and it’s driving me nuts. Ultimately, I’d settle for one star. That’s how bad this one has gotten.

I think about grabbing a Peet’s Coffee before I walk to work. I realize it’s like 2 bucks, and I totally lost my mayorship to that guy and I’m way behind now, anyway, so forget it. Plus, for the same price I could get a pretentious cup of Four Barrel at the place next door to my office. That’s way more logical than the unlimited, free coffee at my place of work.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I get to work. I have a bowl of organic cereal with organic milk. A few people ask me if I’m hungover. For some reason in my profession, being drunk almost all of the time is hilarious and oddly endearing. It’s part of being “creative.” To be fair, it’s a fair question: odds are I’m hungover the majority of the time.

I go to my desk. I check a few websites that tell me about the things I need to know, in order of importance:

1) Has a celebrity died or cheated on their spouse?

2) Has a celebrity twitter account been “hacked” and were all the pictures of them naked “stolen”?

3) Is there a new viral video I should be talking about?

4) Is there a new band I should have heard about?

5) Check Twitter.

6) Check Facebook.

7) Wait, check Twitter again. Yep, I’m gonna re-tweet that joke that guy said.

8 ) Wait, now has a celebrity died or cheated on their spouse?

After I’ve checked the important stuff, I do some work.

I go to the kitchen to see if anyone is there to talk about any viral videos we’ve seen. Maybe we’ll even discuss an old film we liked. Like The Mighty Ducks. I loved The Mighty Ducks. Did you love The Mighty Ducks? We talk about how Muni is terrible. Because it is. Muni is terrible.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I do some more work. I attend meetings. They seem really long. Someone says something funny, though, so it’s okay.

On a conference call, someone we’re talking to says a buzz-word like “synergy.” We put it on mute and make fun of them.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I get lunch at some place that is overpriced. I check in to their establishment on Foursquare.

When I return to work, I will sign up for a social networking site that is new. It will involve:

1) Taking artsy pictures and sharing them with people.

2) Telling people about the music I’m listening to.

3) Telling people what I’m doing, right now, this instant, right now, this instant, no seriously, right now.

4) Telling people what I’ve eaten.

4) Doing all four of these things at once while then distrubuting this to Twitter, Facebook and Foursquare.

It’s probably a site made by a guy who knows a guy that I know. I’ll be jealous that he was smart enough to make this. I will presumably use said new social network about 14 times and then I will never use it again. But I’ll be able to let people know that, yeah, I’ve used that. I found it hard to get into.

I’ll Google something weird. I’ll wonder why so many other people are Googling that. I’ll know, because when I entered it into Google, it finished my sentence. People are funny. Wait, now I’m creeped out by how smart Google is.

I’ll think about the movie Terminator and wonder if we’re actually going to be overthrown by robots. Then I’ll realize that’s silly. Then I’ll Google “world overthrown by robots: possible?”

I’ll do a little more work. I will send emails. I will read a pdf or two.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

I will go home and be annoyed that Muni is so inefficient. I’ll tweet that, but in a funny way that is both relatable and honest.

Why didn’t I wear my f*#%ing coat?

On my walk home, I’ll consider buying a bottle of wine for when I’ll be writing ideas for work later. I’ll just have one glass.

I’ll look at Sutro Tower. I’ll feel lucky to be paying too much money for a very small apartment, because San Francisco is worth it in these tiny little moments.

I get home and call a few friends. We talk about how we want to travel. We’ll probably have a few locations in our back pockets that no one would see coming. We’re so interesting.

I’ll go out for a drink with a friend at a dive bar. It will probably ironically have very expensive beers. That will seem off, but I’ll just go with it.

I will read up on the news just in case anyone ever asks if I know about the world. It will go like this:

1) A country is at war, and I don’t know anything about that country. Wait, shit, that’s just a city. I thought that was a country? Wow. That’s a bummer on a lot of levels.

2) Something is on fire in San Francisco somewhere.

3) Baby pandas are adorable! Oh my god, why haven’t I ever been to see the pandas?

4) Blah blah blah Kate and William blah blah blah.

5) A large financial corporation did something shady, and they are having a confusing trial about it.

I watch an independent film that I heard about, it’s supposed to be really good.

I will have a second glass of wine . Shoulda seen that one coming.

I check Twitter.

I check Facebook.

My alarm clock goes off. Presumably on my iPhone 4. I hit snooze…

This blog post makes me miss home SO MUCH.  The saddest thing is that I can TOTALLY see myself doing these exact same things…oh wait, since I posted this on Facebook and Twitter, I guess I already have started doing this… HA!

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Glee’king out emotionally

May 18, 2011 at 2:35 pm (Anything and Everything, X's and O's)

So I’m not sure how many of you guys are Glee followers, but yesterday’s “Funeral” episode was the saddest thing I’ve seen and felt since the funeral of my grandfather last month.  My roommate and I were literally bawling.  I knew exactly how Sue Sylvester felt when she couldn’t read the eulogy on her own and had to have Mr. Shuester read it.  I too stumbled, overcome with emotion, when I read my eulogy at my grandfather’s service.  Anyways, just thought I’d share my favorite quote from Sue’s eulogy.

“I miss my sister. The smell of her shampoo, the way she could always convince me to read her another book. When you love someone like I loved her, they’re a part of you. It’s like you’re attached by this invisible tether and no matter how far away you are, you can always feel them. And now every time I reach for that tether, I know there’s no one on the other end and I feel like I’m falling into nothingness. Then I remember Jean, I remember a life led with no enemies, no resentments, no regrets and I’m inspired to get up out of bed and go on.”

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Strangers, Again…

April 25, 2011 at 1:36 am (Anything and Everything, Food for Thought, loves and friends, X's and O's)

Well done once again, Wong Fu.  If you have 15 minutes to spare, this is a great watch. And I’m not just saying this because I’m a sap for this kind of stuff.  It really does do a great job at explaining the life span of most relationships.  I’m positive that you’ll relate to this video in one way or another…so watch.

Stage1: Meeting
Stage 2: The Chase
Stage 3: Honeymoon
Stage 4: Comfortable
Stage 5: Tolerance
Stage 6: Break up

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Noboru Taguma, celebrating 88 years today (4/3/11)

April 3, 2011 at 6:25 pm (Anything and Everything, loves and friends, Quotes and such, X's and O's)

Today would have marked the momentous 88th Birthday of my grandfather Noboru Taguma.  In the midst of all the chaotic news of the earthquake and tsunami in Sendai (where some of my family reside), Noboru peacefully passed away in his sleep on March 11, 2011 in West Sacramento.

This post goes out to my life’s greatest hero. I love and miss you so much.

[Official Obituary]

WEST SACRAMENTO, Calif. — Noboru Taguma, a longtime farmer and Nisei draft resister who took a principled stand during World War II, passed away peacefully at his home in West Sacramento, Calif. on March 11, 2011. He was 87.

A native of Broderick, Calif. who was born on April 3, 1923, he retired in the early 1990s after farming tomatoes for 45 years, mostly for Campbell’s Soup, around Clarksburg, Yolo County, Calif.

During World War II, he and his family of nine were uprooted from their home in Broderick (now part of West Sacramento) and forcibly relocated, first to the Merced Assembly Center — a converted fairgrounds where they spent four months — and then to the Granada (Amache) concentration camp in Colorado.

He was one of only 300 young Nisei to resist a military draft imposed behind barbed wire based upon constitutional principle — and one of just 36 such young men from the Granada concentration camp. He stated he would gladly fight for his country if his family was released from the wartime concentration camps and his citizenship rights were restored.

While awaiting trial, the young Nisei resisters from Granada were visited by two leaders from the Japanese American Citizens League — Min Yasui and Joe Grant Masaoka. While the young Nisei men were eager to meet with them, one by one they were told to go into the U.S. Army. Noboru Taguma and two other resisters who similarly voiced their anger — in his case, yelling at the two and then slamming the door — were then sent to solitary confinement in an apparent attempt to break their will.

Once shunned by so-called “community leaders” and subject to community ostracism, the resisters today are heralded for the civil rights stand they took.

After serving his sentence at a Tucson federal labor camp, he relocated to the town of Granada, Colo. to be near his family. Although he was barred from the camp, every night for about one month, he either walked or hitchhiked three miles to the Granada (Amache) concentration camp, timing the searchlights on the guard towers and sneaking into camp to be with his family. There, he would eat or watch movies, and leave when warned about the presence of military police. Again, at the risk of getting shot, he snuck back out of camp, trekking back to the town of Granada.

Later, hoping to get him and his family closer to home to the Tule Lake Segregation Center, he renounced his citizenship. Picked up by the FBI while visiting his friend in Denver, Colo., he was sent to the Santa Fe internment camp in New Mexico for nine months until the camp was closed. He was relocated to the Crystal City internment camp in Texas, where he stayed for nine months before being recruited to work in Seabrook, New Jersey. There, he served his one-year probation before finally being released.

For the majority of the 120,000 persons of Japanese descent who were imprisoned during the war, freedom arrived in early 1946. For Noboru Taguma, freedom was not a reality until September 20, 1947. The incarceration saga deprived him of his freedom and family during precious years of his life.

Noboru would get recognition for the stand that he took. In 1994 the Florin chapter of the JACL honored him and other local resisters with their Daruma Civil Rights Award. The Catalina Federal Prison Camp where he was sentenced to, located northeast of Tucson, was renamed the Gordon Hirabayashi Recreation Site in 1999. Noboru Taguma was among the resisters whose story was captured along with Hirabayashi, who challenged the government relocation orders during World War II.

In 2000, the National Japanese American Citizens League voted on a resolution to recognize the resisters and the stand that they took. Two years later, the JACL held a national reconciliation ceremony to honor the resisters in San Francisco’s Japantown.

He was predeceased by his parents, Iwakichi and Iwa Taguma, who immigrated from Yamaguchi Prefecture, Japan, as well as younger sister Shizue Susie (Jack) Furutani and niece Cynthia Bruers.

He is survived by his beloved wife of nearly 53 years, Sakaye (Yoshizawa) Taguma; daughter Masako Carol Yasue of Nagoya, Japan; son Makoto Mark (Alice) Taguma of Mountain View, Calif.; daughters Mariko Sharon (Benjamin Kam) Taguma of Union City, Calif. and Machiko Gail (Andy) Irie of Torrance, Calif.; and son Kenji Glenn Taguma of San Francisco.

He is also survived by his 10 beloved grandchildren: Kengo and Shingo Yasue of Japan, Cheryl Yoko and Kristie Akiko Taguma of Mountain View, Elise Makiko and Spencer Minoru Kam of Union City, and Lauren Mayumi, Brandon Kota, Jason Shohei and Michael Shinzo Irie of Torrance.

Surviving siblings include older sister Kiyoko Kay (Ben, deceased) Hashimoto, Bunji Bill (Michiyo) Taguma, Goichi Bob Taguma, Mutsuko Alice (Toru) Honda and Shingo George (Tokiko) Taguma. He is also survived by nephews Kay Hashimoto, Rick Taguma, Steven Taguma; nieces Yuriko Masuda, Keiko Furutani, Julie Honda-Tsuye, Joy Yamane and Kim Gold; and several grandnieces and grandnephews.

Final Viewing will be held on Thursday, April 7, 6 to 8 p.m., at Sacramento Memorial Lawn, 6100 Stockton Blvd. in Sacramento.

A Memorial Service will be held on Saturday, April 9, 1:30 p.m., at Sacramento Memorial Lawn, with burial to immediately follow. Reception afterwards at the Tenrikyo Sacramento Church, 6361 25th Street (at 47th Avenue) in Sacramento.

In lieu of flowers, donations in his memory can be made to the Nichi Bei Foundation, P.O. Box 15693, San Francisco, CA 94115.

For more on Noboru Taguma, visit http://taguma.org/

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One Thousand Cranes for Japan

March 21, 2011 at 4:11 pm (Anything and Everything, X's and O's)

Just saw this on Creativity: Make a crane for Japan. http://creativity-online.com/work/anomaly-london-one-thousand-cranes-for-japan-laura-quick/22679

This site (http://www.onethousandcranesforjapan.com/) seems like a really neat way to donate money to Japan. Very creative in the way that it links into Japanese culture and also showcases different artists’ work.

Check it out!

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Grandpa in the Sacramento Bee

March 21, 2011 at 3:55 pm (Food for Thought, X's and O's)

I’ve always been proud of him, but it is really nice to see how he has impacted others’ lives as well.  He’s not only my life hero, but serves as a hero for others as well.  He leaves behind a legacy that people will be talking about forever.


Noboru Taguma and Hideo Takeuchi, circa 1999

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Minna domo arigatou -Thank you very much everyone!

March 14, 2011 at 10:53 pm (Anything and Everything, Food for Thought, loves and friends, X's and O's)

Thank you guys a lot for all of the birthday wishes, condolences about my grandfather passing, and concern about my family in Japan. It’s been a crazy couple of days, so this really means a lot. Love you all!

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damn you autocorrectl

December 1, 2010 at 2:23 pm (Anything and Everything, Food for Thought, loves and friends, X's and O's)

i know i have def sent some texts that were autocorrected to create some pretty funny and extremely awkward conversations. 🙂 gotta love that iPhone autocorrect for keeping things interesting!

here’s to DECEMBER (i know, WTF right?!) and to my new favorite website for laughs and giggles! 😀



PS: Congrats to Marissa Ford on her engagement and Congrats to my sophomore roomie Leanne Perricone on her recent marriage! I guess you’re Leanne Hill now! AHHHH! You crazy young’uns. 😛 i need a boyfriend. hahahahahahaha. funny.

PPS: There are white snowflake things falling on my blog. was that always there and im really that oblivious, or is this a December thing?

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October 27, 2010 at 12:51 pm (Anything and Everything, Food for Thought, X's and O's)


1) I HATE the effin millions of bandwagoners right now. where were you last year when we finished WAY behind? yeah, nowhere. but whatever, you know whatsup now, and that’s all that really matters.

2) I WISH/DREAM that i was back in the Bay right now so i can party/watch with all my Giants crew. LA ain’t cutting it right now.

3) I will be in red thong (read to understand: http://mlb.fanhouse.com/2010/10/26/viewers-guide-to-the-2010-world-series/ )and every piece of Giants gear i own/have in LA with me

4) I will be at SF Saloon and Bar tonight to watch the game. All you other SF Giants fans in Los Angeles, make your way down here to get CUH-RAY-ZEEEEEEE!!!!

San Francisco Saloon Co.
11501 W Pico Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90064


LISTEN: Amazing mix to pump you up for the series: http://djerockonline.com/2010/10/worldseriesbound/

love the remake of “Don’t Stop Believing” around minute 29. BAHAHA

READ: interesting question for all you true Giants fans. i vote 2000 or 2002.


PS: Can’t forget about my Warriors.


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