Background music

Finally got some time to actually enjoy music.

Because of a busy work life and my obsession to multitask to the extreme, I rarely have time to actually enjoy music, and instead treat it as pretty much my background sound in my life.  For those who appreciate music, you know that there's something special about soaking into the beauty of melody, composition, performance skill and creativity in music.  I used to do that when I was young.  But now setting aside time to appreciate music becomes such a luxury activity, yet worthy the time indeed.

I guess I can say the same to movies and books too.
 

Gintama, what the hell ...

Gintama is a Japanese manga that isn't particularly well drawn (at least that's the case for book 1 and 2, the ones I am reading these days).  In fact, there's tons of problem with framing and perspective.  The story lines also seemed pretty predictable and nonsense.  But somehow the writing managed to charm the audience with all these flaws, and continue to be popular in Japan (and around the world).

As a action comedy, I know that I can't expect much sense from the story.  Main characters always win, no matter how stupid and nonsense they managed to get themselves into crazy situations.  There's not much consequence what so ever.  Yet readers don't seemed to care.  Maybe that's the mindset of teenagers, and maybe that's why the manga is so popular.

I feel pretty detached when reading Gintama, because that kind of fantasy world seemed getting further and further away from me.  But that's also the charm.  Gintama is not gonna be my favorite, but it's like a bag of chips once in while that satisfy my crave of stupidity and nonsense.

Mountain Lion ... errr, ok ...

I just installed OSX Mountain Lion Preview and really didn't see anything special.  The things that annoyed me still annoys me.  I still found that best way of operating the environment is by using both a mouse and a Apple trackpad.  The problem that I had with OSX access my Windows 7 server still exist.  And so I probably still won't use OSX as my primary desktop environment.  Still, I think enjoy having an option to switch between OSX and Windows 7 as I pleased.  Having the freedom to switch is still important to me since I change my mind so crazy frequently.

This time it's from a library This time it's from a library

I woke up at 4:30 am this morning and still vaguely remember my dream.  I was in a library and I returned something.  A librarian told me that I still had a book/video I hadn't returned.  I puzzled, and the madam showed me a book which seems to be ballet related.  I was like "oh yeah I kind of remembered that I borrowed it before but I thought I already returned it".  And the conversation went muddy after that.  Yet I still don't like the feeling of me owing others something.

And then I woke up.

PS Vita. Lame.

I found myself in extremely bad mood these days due to the super long working hour.  In order to ease my pain, I went to Frys electronic to try out some video games.

I first tried Mario Kart for 3DS, and it was fun as usual.  But then I didn't see why I should buy the 3DS version since I already have the Wii version and the DS version.  The 3DS version is not differnent enough to justify another purchase.  For Mario 3DS at least I got some new levels to play. 

Then I tried PS Vita.  The screen should was big and pretty, but the system screen looked pretty awful.  The touch screen seems to work fine, but there's nothing new.  There's also no demo at the store that shows off the backside touch screen.  With just Capcom fighting game and Wipeout demo, there's not much incentive to justify buying the device.  At the end, it's all about games, and right now my 3DS and PSP already give me enough fun, thank you very much,

A Black shoe self-destructed

I treat my car as a device to get me from Point A to Point B, so even though this morning I found some white oil sprayed at one side of my car (probably by some construction car parked next to me at the workplace), I didn't really give a damn.  

Similarly, I treat my footwear as merely something that keep nails and sharp objects cutting through my feet.  So when I found out that a black shoe that I have has a hole at the bottom of it, I just sharked my head, and threw the pair into trash can.

My only problem is that I really don't have time to go to stores to buy another pair of black shoes.  Maybe next time when I buy shoes, I should buy multiple pairs of the same model, just like how I buy underwear.

Dreaming

Once again, I had a dream last night about not finishing a test on time, and also not finishing some homework on time.  The dream was so realistic that it felt more like a memory than a dream.  The test subject seemed to be some sort of religion, and the format was a 100 multiple choice questions.  At the end of the test, I started randomly guessing answers as I did not write down any answer for any question so far.  By the time I finished it, it was too late.  No one was around, and I couln't turn in the test.  I kept telling myself that it's ok, and that I didn't mine failing the test, but deep inside I was very troubled by that.  And then I woke up, back to reality, and time to go to work.

Bag

I woke up early today, which happens frequently these days.  In order to fully utilize my time, I started watching some training video on advanced software development topic.  At first I was interested into the topic, but later bored by the description of the detail, and eventually I was so bored that I fell into sleep.

And then I had this dream.

In the beginning of the dream, I was playing drum set in a band practice in some school hall.  Things were going OK until the drum set started falling apart.  I was attempted to twist my posting in order To accommodate the now deformed drum set.  But the boom arms , position of the hi hat, bass drums and floor tom continue to move to a point that I simply couldn't continue anymore.  So I stopped, and started trying to rearrange the drum set.  That's when I realized that there were some booths started setting up in the hall.  I checked around and found that they were all photography equipment related.  Somehow at the back of my head I was thinking, "ah, no wonder they said students should leave the hall.  They are trying to do some business here."

At that moment, the setting up of these booths were getting so rapid that within seconds, I already surrounded by photograph equipment booths.  That's when I started thinking about my drum set and back pack.  it seems too late, because I saw a bunch of seemingly college student already started hunting down their own bags among a pile of bags stacked up by those who set up booths and didn't care enough to find out who the bag owners were wen they found these bags in the hall.

Anyway, I couldn't found my bag, and that was when someone telling me that I should talk to the police about my missing bag.  I was so worry that eventually I woke up, and found out that this is just a dream.

Come to think of it, there was another dream that I had last night, but that was even stranger.  In that dream I was making a long distance phone call to my mom, discussing something about her new baby.  And even in my dream I was going meta, asking why the hell would my mom having a new baby.

Somehow, I am glad that my dreams stat to at least have some story lines.  During weekdays my work life is getting so intense and busy that even when I go to sleep, I literally dreaming about re-factoring some computer source code.  To me, it's pathetic to work even when I am dreaming, because I don't know how I can request for charging overtime on those hours.

Realistic dreams

Somehow I had a lot of dreams at night these days, and they were all pretty realistic.  The one that I had last night was about going back to hong kong and trying to find jobs.  Then one I had a night before was about chatting with my mom, dad, brothers and my sister.  There were even more than one occasion that I was dreaming about refactoring code, like literally about how to consolidate some c# source code into a more readable form.

I wonder why that was happening.  Am I not living my life enough in day time?