Remember 228.

Jesse & I visiting UCLA, where I spent a couple college summers.

Del, me, & Jesse - old college roommates in Santa Monica.

Dinner with Alanna, Margaret, and Jen.

Playing in LA...

Wesley, Karen, Chris, Cindy - artsier friends.

Alice & Del.

Karen, Charlie, Michelle, Kelvin and me.

It's not so bad working at night when you have this to enjoy.

Old school TAF midwesterners at the SF Lunar New Year event.

Nancy, me, Steph, Albert, Felicia, Kim, and Steve.

My aunt told me a story today about a time when I was a mere little baby in Taiwan soon after learning how to crawl.

One day, my parents and aunt heard the sound of a high-pitched squealing pig coming from inside the apartment. They had no idea why that would be since there were no pigs around.

Soon after, they discovered tiny ol' me underneath a bed holding the tip of my finger in pain. Apparently, I had crawled underneath the bed and stuck my finger into an electric socket.

Therefore, in this Year of the Golden Pig, let me declare that I am happy to be alive today. It's all because I am a Pig, and I squeal really well.

Happy Lunar New Year.

My sleep schedule is officially messed up.

I was aiming for "healthy" when I bought these organic Fuji apples. After a few bites, I found a nice round tunnel that was empty. Then I slowly realized I should stop chewing... Blech! I'm going back to waxy-coated preservative-plenty mass-produced red-painted apples. Worms are not tasty.

Wow.

I've had some amazing connections and re-connections lately. From being found by long lost friends through referrals to my various projects, to re-discovering old friends after hearing about the amazing work they've done with their lives. From connecting with new people who are authors, filmmakers, actors, innovators, to meeting speakers, community organizers, or "big names" in the community. From being remembered for the work and initiatives I took so long ago, to being credited for the way things have come full circle in the present day. And I've also met some new friends randomly, who have just turned out to be quite the nicest and sweetest people ever, and they will probably prove to be just as fantastic in their lives as all the rest.

I'm in a good place. As one of my recently reconnected friends just described it - This all happens because I'm the one who is the "Connector." It's the 2nd or 3rd time I've heard that described of me, and I'm fascinated by the idea of it.

All I can say again is... wow.

I've been working too hard this month (by my standards). I'm going to need to take next month off.

In my guest bedroom are some new photo posters:

It's the "World Through My Eyes" series.