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• Everyone Is a Writer. Everyone is a Pornstar.

  Friday, Jan 16, 2009 7:43PM / Standard Entry

  From Facebook to Xtube, public exhibitionism (or personal expression if you'd prefer) is at your fingertips (or just a few clicks away). I'm constantly amazed at the content from seemingly harmless old pictures to quirky personal sex videos that we so easily offer the public.
  
  I wonder, before the explosion of the internet just about 10 years ago, how did we satisfy our current insatiable desire for public exhibitionism? What are the roots of such desire? What do we want out of incessantly putting ourselves out there?
  
  Perhaps before, we sent a message in a bottle or wrote on a postcard that we secretly wished others would read. For the more "sophisticated," we got our words or images published in newspapers or magazines. For the extra "daring," they graffiti the city walls and act in porn films.
  
  Now everyone is writer. Everyone is a pornstar.
  
  Even if we are so "connected" at the push of a button, do we feel less lonely?
  
  As a firm believer of postmodernism, I value the relationships between the content and audience rather than the content itself. Everyone gets a different interpretation of your content depending on his/her relationship with you.
  
  A stranger gets something quite different from what (let's say) the person who loves you does.
  
  It's precisely these diverse relationships between the content and audience that I take pleasure in.
  
  
  
  

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• Eat & Run!

  Tuesday, Jan 13, 2009 3:48PM / Standard Entry

  
  I got up this morning and went to Ngau Tau Kok for a meeting. I arrived early because I didn't know how long it would me to get there. I stopped by MacDonald's and saw their promotional breakfast specials—a spicy chicken soup noodle—OMG, I gotta try that out. I love trying different MacDonald's worldwide when they tried to incorporate some local flavor into their fast food menu. For example. in Beijing a couple weeks back, I saw they served hot yam pies alongside their trademark apple pies. I adore fusion cuisine.
  
  After the meeting, I had to rush home to pack for the airport. Nonetheless, I couldn't help passing by Wan Chai to peek at my favorite vegetarian restaurant. I love Cantonese vegetarian cuisine. Even though I couldn't really eat anything, I had to window browse the vegetarian items and took a picture.
  
  Before catching the bus home, I passed through the Wan Chai market one last time, strolling down memory lane.
  
  
  
  

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• Last Night in HK

  Tuesday, Jan 13, 2009 1:07AM / Standard Entry

  After a drink with friends at LKF, I took a taxi home that drove through Kennedy Road to Stubbs Road. It was probably the first time in many many years that I passed through the route that I would take going home everyday from elementary school to high school until I left for Canada after Form 4 (Grade 10).
  
  I couldn't help chatting with the taxi driver about all the buildings that I remembered. There was the school St. Joseph right down the steps of my old school St. Paul's Co-ed. Before we passed by the entrance of Hopewell Center on Kennedy Road, there were these haunted houses that were no longer there. I believe that Yonfan once shot some scenes outside those vainished haunted houses for his movie DOUBLE FIXATION.
  
  Before hitting Tang Shiu Kin Hospital, there was a steep bunch of stairs and a road that led up to the apartment building where I was born and raised in Shiu Fai Terrace. There was a heroin addict who had built a hut (and lived there for years) somewhere hidden in the middle of the path between my apartment building and Wan Chai.
  
  One summer day, I remember people complained that there was a nasty stench from the hut. They thought that someone had died there. My friend and I heard about the news and gathered our courage to check the hut out. My friend went inside and found the dead body, but I was too scared to go in. We called the police. Once the policeman came, he wouldn't let me go inside to look at the body. I really regretted that day of not having seen the dead body.
  
  That brief cab ride reminded me of the verses of Wordsworth's immortal "Tintern Abbey":
  
  These beauteous forms,
  Through a long absence, have not been to me
  As is a landscape to a blind man's eye:
  But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din
  Of towns and cities, I have owed to them
  In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,
  Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart;
  And passing even into my purer mind,
  With tranquil restoration: -- feelings too
  Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps,
  As have no slight or trivial influence
  On that best portion of a good man's life,
  His little, nameless, unremembered, acts
  Of kindness and of love.
  
  Just as I am getting used to Hong Kong, I have to go back to Los Angeles again.
  
  
  

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• "As I See It" Jason Ng's blog

  Friday, Jan 9, 2009 10:59AM / Standard Entry

  One day, I was on-line on Facebook and saw an ad. for a blog called "As I See It" by a young U.S./Canadian expat in Hong Kong. I checked it out and found his blog quite well written and relevant, especially to us in Hong Kong. Jason Ng is a full-time lawyer, part-time singer, writer, model, and English-teacher (!!!???). He has a blog about his raves and rants about Hong Kong:
  
  
  
  http://jasonyng.blogspot.com/
  
  Cool!
  
  
  

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• 84-year-old Virgin

  Tuesday, Jan 6, 2009 10:20PM / Standard Entry

  Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-31tN2qBdnw
  

  
  I spent the morning in Wan Chai taking my nursemaid Gaga out to dim sum. As I went back to her place, a small room in Wan Chai, I decided to videotape her.
  
  She is an 84-year-old virgin, truly I believe.
  
  She's from the generation of "self-brush" women who decided to go to work as a girl rather than marrying a man. She came to work for my family before she turned 20, and she didn't leave us until she retired around 62 when we left for Canada.
  
  I was sincerely grateful for her, but I also felt sad that she had not had a romance that I knew of.
  
  
  

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