March 2005 Archive

Because I still owe you a final writeup on my mischief at SXSW

I’m deluged with guilt for not having completed the last writeup of my mischievous events at SXSW so perhaps that’s a good thing.

I’m just not properlly diligent to go over the list of all the great folks that I met, kissed, rawked out wtih, and enjoyed the immense pleasure of getting to know over Shiners.

I beg you, forgive me. In the interim, my blogroll is growing as are my bloglines subscriptions. I’m getting caught up – yo. One thing at a time.

In the interim, I’d like to share my column piece that will be in the April issue of KoreAm journal re: my experience having spoken on the panel there. (Which for those who want to take note, April is the same month that I’ll be turning a very sexy 31) KoreAm Journal is the magazine that I’ve had the pleasure of writing for over the last four years. My editor, Jimmy, totally rocks.

Here goes:

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Yahoo360.

I’m in.

Yahoo 360 aka Yahoo Ninjas

Is live.

And I’m in it.

You want an invite?

Email me.

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Dreamlog 3.28.05

Cheeky conversation with a gentleman while in my kitchen. We live together. This is far off in the future. Or was it the past. One never knows in dreams.

Moi: Pssst.
Him: What?
Moi: Wanna hear a secret?
Him: Sure
Moi: I hear the dishwasher has a crush on the cook.
Him: Oh really?
Moi: Yes. Tis true. They were caught canoodling by the pots & pans cubboard
Him: Is that so? And all this time I thought the cook was having a fling with the maid.
Moi: Well that may be true but the maid is still batting her eyelashes at the handyman.
Him: But isn’t the handyman having a torrid something or other with the Mistress of the household?
Moi: Who me? Hell no. I mean he’s got icky fingers.
Him: Only because he’s also the cook.
Moi: Hmmph.

*Giggle*

Oh hurray for everyday romance if you can find it. Even in dreams.

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Additional thoughts on Work Styles & Leadership by Women

I’ve been meditating more re: my most recent DISC profile analysis and some thoughts that popped out over the Where are the Women in Web design panel during SXSW.

Just some personal thoughts.
Being a professional navel gazer with regards to self actualization and personal development as a blogger, writer, shit talker, amateur sociologist, and pop culture synesthesziast do help with this:

I display the following characteristics in these appropriate environments:

D: Dominance:
Recognized by: High Self-Confidence
Pace: Faster
Gains Security: Being in Control
Measures Progress by: Results
Major Fear: Being taken advantage of, loss of control.
Irritated by: Inefficiency, indecision, slowness
Major Limitations: Selective Listening and Impatience

When planning trips or events, I can be particularly aggressive.
I am more likely to display an aggressive/efficiency focused behavior when I’m under pressure to create a good time/good experience for my friends. My value system directs me to ensure optimal results in terms of mischief; personal documentation; and timeliness. I’m not a dragon lady, per se, but I’m really driven to get things done so that all can have a great time. It’s not that the environment is unfavorable so much as the parameters or constraints by which I work under these circumstances. Examples: Planning the Coachella Trip. Or my most recent planning forays and organization insanity for SXSW.
Rawk.

I: Influence
Recognized by: Talkativeness, enthusiasm, optimism, energy
Pace: Fast
Gains Security: Flexibility/Variety
Measures Progress by: Applause,praise
Major Fear: Social Rejection
Irritated by: Routine, formality
Major Limitations: Lack of follow through

This is an area where I definitely consider my environment to be “favorable.” It’s safe, comforting, and amenable to both my communication style and my penchant for whimsy. This is definitely a behavior pattern I exhibit on my blog or frequently in blogging circles. Any other reason why I have over a dozen different types of post categories out there? And confession: I check my referrer stats and technorati tracks far more than I really should. I’ve often referred to myself as being both lazy and vain. I think this blog probably exemplifies both characteristics to some degree. I’ve refrained more now than in the past from total “persona projection” cam girl-esque behaviors.

But then again, I also flaunt kissing bloggers. Go figure.

S: Steadiness
Recognized by: Friendliness, co-operation, persistence, patience
Pace: Slower
Gains Security: Close relationships
Measures Progress by: Appreciation
Major Fear: Personal rejection, loss of stability, sudden change.
Irritated by: Insensitivity, impatience
Major Limitations: Overly modest, resist change.

Uh. Favorable environment but frequently feeling less powerful than the environment.
That pretty much covers my lack of love life there, now wouldn’t it.
This is why I generally consider myself a safe distance crushaholic but have a general sense of terror when it comes to real commitments and potential changes in my life. Plus I’ve been burned badly in the past. But then again, haven’t we all? I feel most stable when I’m single and not as emotionally invested. Toeing the brink of something as huge as love with a capital L that could really change who I am, how I am, and how I live my life is a very scary situation. I say too often that I’m a fabulous flirt but lousy at dating. This pretty much punches the noggin on why.

C: Conscientiousness
Recognized by: Accuracy, may be cautious, concern for high standards.
Pace: Slower
Gains Security: Preparation
Measures Progress by: Getting it right
Major Fear: Criticism of what they do
Irritated by: Surprises, unpredictability
Major Limitations: Overly critical of self and others

This would definitely be how I approach my writing and art. With regards to my humor pieces, poetry, attempts and chap books, and photography projects. I get so overwhelmed in the minutia of things that I wind my procrastinating my way into failure. I get easily psyched out. I automatically fail by putting unreasonable standards on my ideal product vs my skill set and knowledge to get there. Same goes for anything technical having to do with the web. At this point, I’m terrified of the notion of learning HTML and CSS on my own because I’d want to get it absolutely right and I don’t have the confidence to do this myself. Complete fear of failure or substandard deployment.

Things to note for myself:
The environments are only favorable/unfavorable based on my perception of them.
So I can work on a) modifying or adjusting my perception of them and b) if they are in fact unfavorable; pull together the resources or cajones to make them less so.

Also: I have more control over my environment than I give myself credit for.

Interesting in Work Management Styles

There are a few advantages to working within a large corporation. I’m not just speaking about the discounts and occasional perks like free Cable & Cablemodem. Those are brilliantly good and justify buying a TV that’s slightly larger than some of the men I’ve dated in my lifetime. The training modules and investments in leadership development which are also fascinatingly appreciated. It’s not something that you get access to when you work by yourself or with a mini startup.

My most recent training module involved DISC relationship/communications style evaluation and analysis.

You could consider it a Cosmo personality quiz on steroids; but that still wouldn’t be sufficiently accurate.

There’s two delimiting vectors that define behavioral style.
#1. The perception one has re: how favorable the environment is
#2. The perception one has re: how much CONTROL or POWER one has over that environment.

Without going into too many details and leveraging what I know best — uh… cheesy pop culture references. These btw, are sweeping generalizations.

D => Dragon Lady
I => Pollyanna
S => Sally from “When Harry Met Sally”
C => Casandra …from anything tragic and greek.

Key behavioral delimiters include their work pace, work environmental style, how they are motivated and their security measures and greatest fears.

  • Dominance
  • Influence
  • Steadiness
  • Conscientiousness

Interesting…..very interesting shtuff…

I, for anyone’s curiosity am primarily an “I” personality with notes of “C” and “S”.

What do you think you are?

Is
DOMINANCE – "High D"
like you?

  • Results, Control, Get Results
  • Decisive, Direct, Accept challenges
  • Impatient, Strong willed
  • Quick, Take Action

Is
INFLUENCE – "High I"
like you?

  • People oriented, Optimistic
  • Recognition needed, Entertaining
  • Expressive, Outgoing
  • Enthusiastic, Energizing

IsSTEADINESS – "High
S"
like you?

  • Stable, Cooperative, Predictable
  • Deliberate, Work in background
  • Diplomatic, Consistent
  • Good listener, Sympathetic

Is
CONSCIENTIOUS
– "High C"
like you?

  • Analytical, Concerned
  • Accurate, Orderly, Deliberate
  • Correct, Quality conscious
  • Systematic, Plan ahead

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Happy Easter.

Put on a hat and look pretty today.

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Oy sometimes…

You feel like the transcript of your life may be part
of some ridiculous and huge cosmic joke.

If so; laugh with it.

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Conversation with The Daddy

Daddy: Oysh.
Moi: What now?
Daddy: You know your brother.
Moi: He didn’t call you lately?

Daddy: Aiysh.
Moi: So, what then?

Daddy: Aiyshuh.
Moi: No grandkids in the work. When do you think he’ll work on that?

Daddy: Maybe when he as old as daddy.
Moi: How old are you now?

Daddy: 67.
Moi: You’re not *that* old daddy.

Daddy: Mikeuh maybe not habuh grandson por me until he my age.
Moi: You could do that yourself then, pops. I mean, Monica’s not *that* old.

Daddy: *giggles uncontrollably*
Moi: (Silent horrifying visualization on the other side of the phone line)

Daddy: Maybe.
Moi: Yeah Dad. Sure. Gun for it.

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Shhhhh

Be very very quiet.

We’re getting caught up in here.

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Yo.

Hanging with the gorgeous and brilliant Ms Molly tonight and am personally inspired and reminded of a number of important things.

#1. I am not the dumbest person in the room. Neither are you. One should never feel like that and one should never EVER project that one feels like that. That’s perhaps is the most futile self-fulfilling prophecy that no person needs. Get over it. Everyone’s an idiot. And everyone is capable of brilliance.

#2. Real women drink scotch. Oban 14 year single malt.
Biyaaaaaatch.

#3. In retrospect re: sxsw this year; I’ve never had a more rewarding and exhausting experience. The opportunity to speak on a panel about leadership and women in technology; my personal experiences as a minority growing up in the midwest etc etc… I’ll post in detail my story re: what I had to say. My points in summary?:

Everyone has the opportunity to feel leverage and influence over others.
Everyone has the opportunity and responsibility to stretch beyond our immediate comfort zones.
Everyone has fear but fear is a lame excuse for not moving forward and not bringing communities; redolence and beauty to light.
Everyone has something important to say. Listen. Be accessible to listen. And try to speak new languages. Speak geekery. Speak designery. Speak honestly. Speak direclty.
FEAR NOT AUTHENTICITY AND GENUINE EMOTION.
When do we stop feeling like we have to put on a polite personal stylesheet because we might upset or shake up other folks. Maybe the want to be shaken up. Shake that shit up. Shake it like a poloroid pictcha. Yo.
Everyone has a personal stylesheet for various social circumstances. Stay authentic; but don’t fear putting yourself out there.

Everyone deserves to be kissed. Lots. With red lipstick.

#4. There should not be any compromise in perception of myself as an Asian American, or as a Woman, or as a Leader.
So what if i’m the chick running around with lipstick kissing folks? I’m also the one speaking from personal experience on a panel and I also write my experience in a magazine on a regular basisw so I must know something; right? ok. Maybe. I’m also the one who’ll give you the best feedback regarding real world usability and social constructs and application than you will *EVER* get. Talk to me. I love things geekery and will bring it down to the gritty reality mode level to tell you what makes sense and what doesn’t. I do NOT work or live in a vacuum and neither should you. Think about it. Invite me to talk to you about a different total end user-s perspective or feedback on something. I will give it to you unfiltered and that may be something that you will need to bridge the gap between the esoteric geekery and the realworld application. I am a real authentic person who doesn’t hold punches about anything. Fear me not. I am your ally.

#5. People do smile the best after they’ve been kissed. I can now say I’m an authority on this subject.
Kiss someone today. On the cheek, hand, or lips. People need to feel beloved more often. It warms up the bellly in great ways that makes facing the next morn extraordinarily easier.

#6. Rawk out with your Glock Out.
Life is short.
Make it memorable.

Smooches from ms. Molly’s hotel room where we’re drinking scotch and talking shit.

MJ

Tired

My voice makes me sound like the Korean Gal version of Wolfman Jack.

I’m exhausted but can’t wipe a grin off of my face.

And in like new world’s record fashion, I’ve kissed about 200 people in the course of a week.

Gallery here.

Help me fill in the names & Tags folks.

The lips go on their own vacation for a bit.

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Wow.

I’m definitely my own social networking application and tracking tool at SXSW this year.

People know exactly where I’ve been and who I’ve met in TOTAL transparency which seems to be an ongoing theme for this week.

My smooches are everywhere.

EVERYWHERE.

And the pix are proof.

SXSW Part II

3/12/05

3:30 PM Attend Blogs & Blockades panel with fascinating information about media and self scensorship in response to media and government restrictions. And how this may move forward to shape politics in both local and international arenas..

5:00 PM Split time between Exploding Dog & Social Software and Shades of Trust panels.

6:00-8:00 The Awful Quest in search of food. For a party of 13. Without Reservations.
“And lo, I shall tell my people to wander the streets of Austin, lost, and forlorn. And they shall hunger. And though they meander from 3rd and Congress around the block in futililty and then navigate their weakened and famished party in a delerious frenzy of progressive crankiness and denial and waiting at restaurant after restaurant, they will continue to walk. And walk. And walk. And the tribe shall become weary and yet they will press on. And thank goodness they wore the right walking shoes. And lo, they shall attempt to depend on WIFI and SMS messaging to reach and coordinate with each other. And Lo, they shall become sated with a walkupto window for pizza and stromboli. And it shall be good.”

8:00 Allowed in to the Frog Design Party.
8:10-8:40 Exclaim “What the Fuck.” Excerpts from comments between my party included as follows:
– “Is this trying to be Moulin Rouge or Cirque de Soleil or Burning Man?”
– “Where the fuck’s the beer. Damn it. There’s just shitty beer.”
– “This multiple room thing makes me feel like I’m in a Vincent Price Movie”
– “Please tell this hippy to shut up.”
– “You wanna pretend that this is the cool room and that we’re on E and like, totally, like completely, ya know, rolling?”
– “I love you man. No totally I love you man. No seriously. I really fucking love you man.”
– “Weird vibe. What gives. Are they trying to create an environment by which people can’t actually talk to each other? Let’s bounce.”
– “What’s up my AzNs?!”

8:45-9:45 PM – Omni hotel lounging. Argue over fucked up billing associated with Jason’s mixed drinks. Upload additional pix to flickr. Laugh for a while. Have the valet dude beg me for a cigarette.

9:46 PM – Rapid Exit prompted by the fact that one of the party, while in the Omni men’s bathroom, completely CLOCKED a dude for trying to mug him.

9:47-10:00 – Exclaim to Kent “Dude you’re so my fucking hero. See! The first brawl in SXSW this year *was not* started by *me*!

10:00PM-1:00AM – Proceed to get drunk at the Chuggin Monkey. I kissed a pirate. I also kissed Katie’s Belly. Headstands and kisses were done. And I am now ready to command folks as appropriate to “Present Cheek!”

1:05 AM – 2:00AM – Hang with other peeps at Paradise Lounge and kiss others as well. Negotiate with bartenders re: how to address after party components.
2:00AM – 2:05 AM – I petted the soft nose of a Police Pony. Yes a Pony. While I had two bottles of open liquor in my bag. PONY!
2:05 AM – 3:15AM – Hanging out in Mr. Dan’s party penthouse with a gangload of folks and trashtalking further.

3:15-3:40 AM – Drive on the Freeway home to Ms. taras. With mild detour to McDs for late night frenchfries. Frenchfries at 3AM are Godly.

4:00 AM – Crash. Hard. No, I mean really hard. Like windows 98 hard.

SXSW Day 1 and a half

3/11/05

6:00 AM – Flight scheduled for Oakland to SXSW in Austin
6:45 AM – Wake up.
6:45-6:50 AM – Curse Violently
6:50 AM – Call SWA while knocking on door of roommate
7:00 AM Drive to airport. The roommate has neither phone, wallet, or pants but will take the care back for me.
7:40 AM Arrive at Airport
8:00 AM Sit on next plane to LA to Austin and text msg friends re: status.
8:00 – 9:30AM – Thank God profusely.
9:30 – 10:30 AM – Layover and eat cheesy pizza
10:30 – 3:00 PM – Fart from the cheese pizza and sleep on flight
3:10 PM : Collect luggage and find Glenda
3:15 PM : Talk to Car rental place and try to see about upgrading to a convertable.
3:20 PM : Continue to beg for car of ultimate coolness “Dude, I got a posse of party chicks and we gotta roll hard this week. Get me something with a sunroof at least. I mean, I promise that I’ll pose half naked on the hood… I can’t be doing that with no gawdamn dodge neon or anything”
3:40 PM Meet up with Mr. Dan
3:45 PM Pick up the vehicle. A pimping brand new SUV with tinted windows, sunroof, and blingy shiny wheels. Immediatley start playing Biggie Smalls and “throwing hands in the air” and “bouncing wit it”
4:30 PM Drop off Mr. Dan at his hotel.
4:40-5:00 Accidentally head east on Cesar Chavez
5:04 – Hit with sudden inspiration, we “Flip a Biyatch” and head over to the Pinata Palace
5:20 – Select el Senor Spongebob Pinata, PInata Stick, Hanging Rope, and loads of candy.
5:21-5:24 – Smuggly giggle and high five re: the pinata
5:25-5:40 – Get slightly lost down townish
5:40 – 6:20 – Get slightly lost on the 290
6:24 – Do a completely illegal uturn and “Peel out all gangsta” on a texan dirt road.
6:30 – Arrive at the Hacker House for Wayward Girls
6:30 – 7:00 Shower and clean and get ready to pimp ourselves out
7:20-8:30 Meet up at Manuels for Mr. Tantek‘s birthday overdrive event
8:40 – Head over to Break Bread with Brad over at Gingerman
8:50 – 9:40 – Sipping multiple Shiner Beers, hanging with folks, meeting and greeting new folks, hugs and kissing, and giggle like mad.
9:40 – 10:30 – Car Karaoke en route to go pick up Ms Nicole. Singing Hit me with your Best Shot Some Ella Fitzgerald, Like A virgin by Madonna, Cole Porter, Boogie Oogie Oggie, etc.
11-2 Return to the Gingerman. Meet up with Ms Christine who is joining us at the Hacker House of wayward Girls and chill further until we depart back to the Hacker House
2:30 AM Giggle to sleep

3/12/05
9:10 AM Wake up
9:20 AM Mumble that Ms. Nicole and Ms. Christine should go take showers first so i can steal a little more shuteye
9:40 AM Nudge Glenda too for antoher 20 minutes stretchy catnap
10:30 AM Arrive at Kick
11:00-12:30 PM Heckle players at Kickball
– You kick like you use Frontpage
– You kick like you use Windows 98
– You kick like you voted for Bush — wayyyyyy to the right
– You pitch like your site doesn’t validate
– You kick like you still use tables
– You kick like you don’t have your own domain
– You kick like a blog about cheese sandwhiches
– You kick like a livejournal full of personality quizzes
– Casey Nicole could kick better than you
– You kick like all your base are belong to us
– Awwwwww 404 DENIED

12:30-1:30 Walk to Pinkies to get a phone charger. Or at least try to with Ms Jane and Ms Nicole. As we walk over there, some guys in a red pickup yell out at us. “Go back where you came from, you Chink mother fuckers.”

1:30 – 2:00 PM. Shake head about that a little bit.
2:00 Zeldman Panel

3:00 PM writing this post.

Even more Pix coming soon.

Dreamlog 3.08.05

True sign that you’re sick:

when you start having dreams about being a compulsive video-poker gambler.
And your mom keeps on winning more than you.

And then she totally forgets the fact that you smoke
Because you’re celebrating getting 3 cherries.

And you can hear gears whirling into place so you pick the slot machines that have a cherry aura around them.

And Edward Norton buys you a cocktail to say congrats

And you wake up within the dream and you’re belllyaching and convulsing so badly that you think someone gave you the plague. You run to the bathroom and you start vomiting and there’s a bit of blood in it.

And you think to yourself “Wait, if I were coughing that up, it’d be the smokes, if I’m upchucking that, then it most be gastritis. Again. No big surprise.”

And then after sleeping for a few more hours you start dreaming again.

And someone’s tongue that you know starts turning into a thin, sharp, whip.
So that every time you talk to them your face and nose get lightly slashed
Like a slew of invisible paper cuts.
But no one believes you

And then you wonder if you’re going mad.

Again.

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