January 2004 Archive

Intersections

I was watching the L Word the other night. It’s a great show and if you haven’t watched it yet, hurry fast and do.

One of the most fascinating concepts on the show is the diagrammed documentation of the Lesbian community and who’s slept with whom. Alice, the journalist of utterly resiliant and fluid sexual preferences, is the keeper of the site and has posted her historical reference tool online so that other folks can continue to build on it, link connections, and search the files to find out who’s slept with who and verify sexual orientation when in doubt.

It’s social networking documentation that’s an online reference tool/search function for real life interactions vs what I’ve been most recently fascinated about when it comes to online social networking that ports over to real life interactions/meetups/romance/etc.

Useability/value: High
Could you imagine how much easier it would be to trace an STD?
The center of disease control and the WHO need this. Not just for Lesbians mind ya, but for all peeps.

What I especially liked about it was the visual schema. Extraordinarily similar to Visual Thesaurus.

Well done, Showtime.

This gives me more confidence in things like XFN and tweaks a curiosity for me in FOAF which…as far as I can tell,I have absolutely no friends using.

Additionally;

Re: Speed Dating last night.
Jane said it best. And my dear lovey Y. whom I hadn’t seen since a wedding in October? Lovely to see you deary. Twas a delightful surprise.

In other thunks of the day?

Thinking of NYC snow and little red hats.

Posted by Min Jung in Techie Miscellani

Bruising

So I bruise easily.

One big green and purple beauty on my right leg, just above the knee.
One on my left cheek, as if I’d been brutalized by an misanthropically affectionate fist.
It’s a lovely greenish yellow.

I’m not making these things up.

This along with the scar over my breast from months back that has yet to heal over, and perhaps never will completely, makes me think muchly about wounds.

There are wounds that we carry with us and wounds that, oddly enough, carry us.

Those that we refuse to leave behind, and those that force us to recognize our own frailty.

I’m ok.

I just need to consume more iron and get over the cold I’ve had for the last week or so.

It’s just.. you wonder where the metaphor begins and where your body decides to showcase, against your will most times, your delicate nature that you otherwise would shelter from most suspecting eyes.

Is it in the exhibition of wounds that one one identifies more keenly personal fortitude and stoicism? Or is it all spirit gum and coal. Perhaps a cocktail of both.

No one is responsible for these little wounds. It’s just life in the living.
Bumps happen. As do scratches and cuts.

Would you rather hear me say that I bumped ugly and ugly bumped back?

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me

Test

Test to the muss & fuss of Orkut

Invitations.

Posted by Min Jung in Techie Miscellani

Techie wishlist item too…

I wish

that there was a plaxo like function w/regards to blog-links maintenance.

Such that if someone changes a domain name or blog title, that it would autopopulate the update into my blogroll.

Seems like it should be simple enough for folks who are consynchronously registered with a service like Blogrolling or Bloglines to be able to do.
Doesn’t it?

Damn it. Am I too demanding or *what*.

Posted by Min Jung in Techie Miscellani

Life Lesson #5 2004

Stop the self sabateour.

In all new things there is fear.
There is comfort in the sameness of routine, of small windows through which we choose to see the world.

Looking out that same small window, it’s hard to see that you are growing within the walls and that those walls can quickly cage you.

So stop telling yourself “No.”

Stop butchering your own “Maybe”

Be willing to say “Yes” and climb out the window to fresh gardens outside.
It’s not too late.

Posted by Min Jung in Life Lessons

Poetica Spontenaium 1.26.04

It’s been too long.

In a ripple cycling forward
Like my head unto a pillow
A lip bite to your shoulder
Which was an accident, I mistruthed.

Confidence was a jade ring
Passing light from caressed angles
Murderous Midnight at the slightest
Tearing flesh and stone in the force of fist

Should I deny my contradiction
To jellybeans of consternation
Thorns stuffing pillows on my hammock
dragons tending fawns upon my brow

Secrets give pleasure only in the telling
And knives, only in their silky cuts
My words tangling two hairs and a cosmos into knots
And behaving as simply as now.

Posted by Min Jung in Poetica Spontenaium

Dreamlog: 1.26.04

Somehow or other I am trapped in an elevator.
With the four men who’ve played some significant roll in my life over the last year.

Three look cautiously at me, and then sit me down between them. They then direct their gazes over my head at the fourth. I cover my face in my hands, afraid to look up.

One, in glasses, tall and stately, asks academic questions as if he were Benjamin Franklin and quips in like fashion. His spectacles lazily drift further down his nose.

“And under these circumstances, the metaconscious did not intercede in causing pause or remorse?”

One, trembling, shudders in defensive fury and confusion.
“You?! Why?! How?! Unfair!?”

The fourth looks down at his feet and is unable of speaking a word. His shoulders shake and I wimper softly for him.

The third. He doesn’t look at the first two. Nor does he look at the forth.
He looks at me, and just as I prepare to flinch from his judgement or glare, he reaches over to lay a kiss on my head and a hand on my shoulder.

He says to me,
“Hey.
So?
I see you.
You.
Only you.”

And this is the one I choose.

Posted by Min Jung in Dreaming

Vanity Joy

I love getting emails like this.

*******
Today is International Day of The Very Good Looking, Beautiful
and Damn Attractive People, so send this message to someone you think fits this description.

Please do not send it back to me as I have already received over fifty thousand messages and my in-box is jammed…
*******

I also love my new heelies

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me

On Social Networking Software – Yet Again

I’m not sure if it’s the right term to use, nor a somewhat vain statement, but this morning, I’ve been mulling over social networking software/websites yet again with regards to the wide variety of applications/sites available to end users and my role as well…sort of a techy socialite.

Here are the established functions for social networking sites:
a) Personals
b) Professional networking
c) Friendship making/special interests searching
d) Community building
e) Events promotions
f) Vanity and collections of friends in a pokemon card kind of way.
g) Forum for Blogging/Journals

I should really put together a Venn diagram in the works that should display the efficacy of each of the players now available.

Are any of the current sites out there effectively capturing the functionality, ease, speed, and critical mass to be successful in this space? Nyet. Not yet, anyways, and perhaps not ever. It just seems that too many sites are now tripping over themselves in terms of chasing a pot of gold without figuring out if they’re following a leprachaun or a troll. Both of which are fictional…and embarassingly documented in a slew of 80s films.

What’s in the big soup out there now?
Friendster
MySpace
Tribe
Yafro
Emode/Tickle
Ringo
Ryze
Spoke
Orkut
Craigslist
Meetup
Evite (fricking weird profile shit now)
Upcoming

So why am I griping?
Because they all suck. Either that or I’m too demanding.

What’s my bucket of piss about?

Consider me:
I am a single Asian American female, highly social, technically astute, and professionally established.

I am well well networked and socially resiliant. 311 directly connected Friendsters. Jayzus Christ. A personal blogroll of over 200 sites. I’ve met in person ~90% of all those folks directly.

I find folks well enough for friendship within my geography and interests without having to cast a net for new relationships. (At least now, at this point in my life)
I like the “testimonials” as it strokes my vanity, but frankly, I’m just re-establishing and publicizing the relationships with people that I already have. It’s hard enough nurturing those relationships without rationalizing some sort of prom queen mentality of being connected to another 2,081,287 people. Unless I’m lobbying for votes, I’m just dandy as is.

My interests/social schedule includes: Indie Bands, Techie Shin digs, Travels, Weddings, Dates, Professional Networking Events, Literary events, Asian American Arts exhibitions, Poetry/Spoken Word Slams, Foriegn Films, Street Fairs, and more.

And what I really want, I still can’t get.

To make social networking more valuable, it’s gotta have that Face2Face component that really works. What that involves, is event/schedule management. Because if we’re talking *friend* social networking or even *professional* networking, the event/calendar/scheduling component of it has to be accessible, fast, user-friendly, and smart.

And in my Ideal World Wishlist:
* Personal and Group calendars that showcase and sync up events that I subscribe to.

Beyond evite or upcoming.org or tribe.net’s calendar’s even.

*THAT* is what would be valuable.

What do I mean by that?

I want a simple form or button by which I can announce or subscribe to pending events. I want this to be widely distributable and sync between Evite, Upcoming.org, Tribe, and posts in the Friendster Bullitens for events. Email’ed events/newsletters too, gawd willing. Also to be ideally used by show vendors and ticket distributors on their sites as a way to put pending shows on a calendar. Perhaps, sorta TIVO-like, to plunk the dates of *favorites* like certain bands, right on to my calendar.

I want to be able to subscribe to various interest communities and have those auto-plunked directly into the same damn calendar too. (ie hooping every sunday: listed in *one* tribe’s calendar. Lovemaker’s show from the Bottom of the Hill Calendar. My houseparties on Evite. And Cafe du Nord Beth Lissick event. And Locus Art’s Calendars fo shows.)

For each event’s information to have a notation of whether it’s a public event (like a show, conference, or gallery opening) or a private event (like a wedding, D&D game, bootycall).

I want to see this in both list form, week form, and monthly form.

I could provide permissions to certain folks to put events on my calendar. (ie if my Sig Oth had a wedding and wanted to make sure I blocked out the date…or like Mom’s scheduling their Kid’s dentist’s appointments)

I want to be able to create user groups of friends by geography/interest so that I can schedule events/invitations by seeing their availibility and calendar of similar interests as well. I want it be a intuitive cross section/snapshot of cool things my friends are doing that maybe I want to either cross promote, attend to, or recommend to possibly catch the next time around.

So it’s gotta be something that is a widely distributably, convenient, and pretty that makes *my* social life easier. Frankly, as a socialite who digs technology, that’s my bread and butter.

Yes my darlings, I’m asking for the moon.
Because technology is still failing (to get me laid) or provide me with reason for ecstatic sighs though it’s getting closer…

Posted by Min Jung in Techie Miscellani

Convo with the Kissing Bandit: 1.24.04

KB: I’m feeling kind of weird
Moi: Why, what’s up?
KB: I … I think I’m … excited about a boy…
Moi: GASP! Who?
KB: Oh, this little SLAM … he makes me giggle
Moi: And cooo?
KB: Yeah. It’s weird… do you get light headed like this normally?
Moi: When smitten, on occasion, why yes, that’s happened.
KB: Sonnuva bitch.
Moi: OH SNAP! You’re BLUSHING!
KB: Bitch, Don’t make me come over there and bitch slap you.
Moi: Teee heee heee hee hee!
KB: Well, at least one of us is getting laid.
Moi: Whatever snookums.

More Social Networking

Will some of these gawddamn social networking tools collapse already?

Friendster
MySpace
Tribe
Yafro
Emode/Tickle

And now another one (which at least has the advantage of significant speed)
Orkut

Posted by Min Jung in Elsewhere in the Bloggerati

Life Lesson #4 2004

Always be prepared.

And feel free to be creative.

How does this turn into a life lesson of the year?

Well, when you spill half a cup of coffee in your car and you need to sop it up, but lack in napkins, then it’s good to know that two tampons from the emergency pocket of your purse will sufficiently dry up the mess before it becomes a disaster.

I think that falls in the brilliant but fucked up bucket.

Seriously.

Plus the little cotton strings make it extraordinarily easy to pick up and dispose of. I do not recommend chucking it out the window of your car though I suppose if you were inclined to have some sort of recrimination against some asshole drivers behind you, chucking a wet coffee soaked tampon may be in order.

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me

Happy New Year

Just a quick

Seh Heh Bok Man Hee Bhaduseyo.

Got any new New Year’s resolutions since 1/1?
Share ‘em here.

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me

Here.

For all you stalkers out there:

Here’s my phone #: 415-356-9833

Hehehhee.

Posted by Min Jung in Mischief & Events

So going to Hell.

Last night I had a gamers/gourmands dinner party at my home.
No pix. Because really, who would suspect that you’d want pictures of people dorking out, playing video games, talking about gaming culture, and eating.

All I can say is *dayam*. We started off the evening with a moment of silence and the universally recognized prayer for gamers everywhere.

“Up Up, Down Down, Left Right, Left Right, B A, Select, Start”
(thanks to Ken for prompting us on this, as I’d forgotten it)

Who else showed up from the online front? Jane, Monte, Ernie, Casey, Kevin, Wendy, With an H bitch. A healthy mix of non-onliners as well and great game folks. Thanks all for coming!

There was next to nothing left in unconsumed foodstuffs by the end of the evening. I think I’m getting better at planning these things and calculating % RSVP guest flakitude to the cosine of % un-rsvpe’d party crashers over % differential of housemate/party guest last minute invited peeps.

While talking with Kev, Ernie, Wendy, and Casey about SXSW, we’re plotting ways to wreak havoc. Perhaps there will be further corruption of (insert universal handsign) Aaron Shwartz. Or continued capping on A-listers who feel that the term actually means something. (At some point in years past, I told Ernie *So & So A-Lister* has a funny shaped head. I mean, I just really couldn’t imagine it between my thighs. Sheesh. Not hot.) Or just creating situations where nekkidness and kissing are prone to happen. (*cough*).

For you SXSW virgins planning on attending this year, let me buy you your first shiner. I’ll be gentle. I promise. It’s a good cherry popping sxsw geeking texas time. We’ll even make sure you get to the Salt Lick for bbq.

Other highlights of the party?
Oh, can’t say. Though having the hottub/handle break in the wee hours of the morning and trudge around with towels and Bubba Hotep tee shirts under my feet to sop up the stuff, makes me laugh. What an adventure. This party was weird and surreal and funny, even by *my* standards. The reputation of my houseparties is beginning to surpass the libido of the Kissing Bandit. Wow.

And wendy? *Rawr*
No other peeps or comments from me otherwise.

Though I will note that someone has taken the liberty of writing on my Month calendar (where I’m supposed to be tracking my situps/crunches and such)

1/17: Host Naked Hottub Party
1/18: Break Hottub in wee hours. Kiss Hunky Boy.

Actualy, to be honest, I can’t quite tell if the handwriting on the board says Kiss Hunky boy or kiss Honky boy. Not that it’s a mutually exclusive statement by anymeans. I’m just saying.

*giggle*