In honor of Asian Pacific Island Heritage Month.
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In honor of Asian Pacific Island Heritage Month.
Spicy Foods
I wanna be able to eat all the spicy food that I want
And not have to worry about my asshole burning for 5 hours
I wanna be able to remind all the people that pick their nose while they drive
That they are not invisible
I wanna be able to meet all the hot chicks that are on Match.com that claim that they “love nerds”
Just so I can tell them that they’re full of shit
In fact, I also wanna be able to meet all the guys that dress like “cool nerds”
That wear the bow tie and frames with no glasses
And see if they’ve ever seen the original Star Trek series
And if they haven’t, make them feel like a bunch of fucking wannabes
I wanna be able to bring back the tradition of Saturday morning cartoons
Where even at the age of 16 and admitting to your friends
That you watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, eating a bowl full of Fruit Loops,
Wearing your Transformers pajamas is kind of embarrassing and lame
But in your mind, it’s the coolest way to start your day
I wanna be able to educate kids in what real music is
Not this top 40 shit
Remind them of history of when people used to play instruments
Starting everyday with the soul of Marvin Gaye
Taking it back with Otis Redding and into Stevie Wonder days
Remembering how the blues used to make you feel all groovy and cool
The King was rightly named for every string that he’d use
Then jazz and funk brought out the Miles Davis’s too
And outta 70s Brooklyn came hip/hop
So how much schooling you want fool?
Cause
I wanna be able to tell my future children that it’s not impossible for one person to make a difference in the world
I wanna be able to better myself
I wanna be able to share the message of one love
I wanna be able to recognized for who I am and not for who I was
I wanna be able to apologize to all the people that I’ve hurt in the past
I wanna be able to find that one girl I’m supposed to marry and have true love that’ll last
This is only a short list of things that I wanna be able to do
And I can go on and on and on
But giving you my list won’t do anything for you
You need to make your own and find your own passion for life
Forget about things that don’t matter and start seeing with your own two eyes
Cause these are some dark times when children getting killed left and right
I mean, how much longer must we live in a world where people of different race and sex always collide?
Cause now I get nervous every time I see the police passing by
Rolling up to the school
I’m thinking homicide or suicide
Yet we’re more into sharing stories of how some celebrity that just died
Instead of educating our children we decide to put guns in their hands
“But it’s our right as an American” is what they say and demand
All our tax money goes into weapons anyways
So I wonder, who’s really in command?
Isn’t it sad?
But it really doesn’t take much to understand what it means to be a positive member of society
I promise you
That if you set your own goals and dream your own dreams
And realize that you are all worthy of beautiful things
Learn to take a step back
And breathe in the possibilities
Remember that you, you, and you
Can do anything
So start by writing your own list no matter how short it might be in your case
Set your goals and never allow yourself to finish in less than first place
Dream your own dreams and turn this reality into something you want to last
And eat all the spicy food that you fucking want and light a fire underneath that ass
5 reasons why I'll ALWAYS tip you if you're a waiter
I read this article that upset me this morning so just wanted to respond with my own opinions. The internet, right? Lol.
1. You act as if you’re my best friend
Being raised in America, I think it's safe to say that more than 75% of my peers have worked in some type of service industry. Whether it's restaurant, bars, or even car washing, let's be honest with ourselves. It's not an easy job. The fact that you can act as if you're my best friend and still put a smile on, even after taking it in the rear from some douche that treated you like an animal and left you nothing on the table, is admirable to me.
In fact, I'll leave you a smaller tip if you're being "unprofessional" or completely forget about my table but regardless, I'll always leave you a tip because I know more than likely you're just busy.
Bottom line: I want to know your name. I want to hear your honest opinion about that douche that made you feel bad. Because I like to make people feel better. I'm sure Ghandi would agree.
2. You don't get paid enough
Let's be honest. Times are f*cking tough. I think I read somewhere that the average age for a worker in McDonald's is now 28. I'm 30 and for many, many, many, many years, I worked in the service industry on TOP of schools and jobs to just help me survive in this real world.
3. You'll spit in my food if I don't tip you
Straight up. I'm guilty of doing this myself, but that was back when I was in high school and serving coffee at Starbucks. Sure it's immature and all, but knowing that I've done it myself, doesn't mean you won't. Lol.
4. Bringing me my food IS WORTHY of being paid extra
Did you cook it? Did you invent it? No. But you sure as hell made some great recommendations. Made sure that my family and friends were doing all right. Possibly entertained us all with some silly joke after listening to some racist Korean comments (that's me). You remembered our order even though it was crazy busy and the 4 year old brat on the other table threw a hissy fit and spilled food/water all over the floor and you dodged it just in time and actually apologized for the brat. I don't feel sorry for you my friends. I admire you for working hard. It ain't easy being breezy.
5. Money doesn't grow on trees
Which basically means you won't see me eating out as much as I'd like to. But when I finally do find that tree, I'll make sure to hook you up my friend.
Oh man. This was just awesome.
These are the times we live in...
So I recently got a message, from an unnamed source, telling me to be careful about the kind of pictures I take especially with I'm taking pictures of kids. When I say "kids", I mean children between the ages of "baby" and in their "teens". So here's my rant:
1st off, if ANYONE has ANY problems of the pictures I or anyone will post in the future, than we will take it down. It's not hard to do. It literally is a click of a button.
2nd, please judge the pictures before you judge the photographer.
3rd. If you think I'm a pervert or some closet case crazy dude that like looking at children, then you don't know me at all. I gladly invite anyone who is willing to take the time and effort to call me a "pedophile" to take a look at my life before you say anything.
I've had a few people ask me what I'm trying to do here. I don't know. There's my answer. But what I do know is that there's a lot of "bad sh*t" going on in the world. This morning alone when I awoke, I'm hearing about how some lady drove off a cliff at Laie Point. Seriously? Drove off a cliff and killed herself. Sure, there's no details and no one knows for sure what happened. But just the fact that something like that did happen.
We don't value life anymore. I honestly believe nobody values life. I walk around daily and I see no value anywhere. People are walking around this Earth oblivious to everything, but my goal with my pictures to show that life CAN be valuable. With smiles, moments of emotions, and the look of one's eyes. THIS is what should be valued in this world. Putting a smile on someone's face, comforting one another, and just accepting people for who they are.
Sure, nobody can live without money, but how many people nowadays really have money? How many people can really afford the lifestyle they live? What is it all for? To put food on the table? Roof over your head? Or saving it all up for a car, home, or whatevers? All for what? To live? To live for what? To live for the devil that is inside each and every one of us? The selfish being that can rot you away if you let it?
Look, long story short, here's my point. If you feel uncomfortable with any of the pics, I'll take it down. Doesn't matter who you are. We'll do it if you ask nicely and have a legitimate reason.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photography_and_the_law
First Thursday Hawaii Slam.
As a spoken word poet, I must be a little biased about this event. It's literally the only thing I schedule into my calendar. I bet you've never been to such an eclectic crowd captured with emotions from the poetry that is being shared on stage. This emotion is what brings me back to writing and performing and competing. These are the emotions and images I wanted to specifically share.