3.04.2003
symbols
have you ever thought about how important symbols are in your life? not like, cymbal, the instrument, but objects or things that stand in your life to represent something on a larger scale. i don't know, i guess i've been thinking about different symbols lately and why some things are done and used to be symbolic and what exactly those symbols mean to me and why are they are so important. anyway, i guess where i'm going with this is like, for example, a diploma... if you get your high school diploma (or even your college diploma, for that matter) it's not the piece of paper that you worked for. i mean, symbolically, it might have the been the thing you were working for, but within that time frame that you worked for it, may it be the four years you spent in high school, or someone who spends 10 years trying to get their college degree, that's actually what counts. it's a sense of accomplishment or completion that you worked towards to get that piece of paper. so, the diploma is just the symbol... what you gained from getting that diploma is your education, the things you may have learned along the way from struggling to get that diploma, or even the time you used getting that diploma as opposed to spending your time doing something else, like committing crimes or having babies. anyway, i wasn't actually thinking about diplomas and education, but doing things for symbolic reasons, or HAVING things for symbolic reasons has been on my mind. i just thought i'd apply it to something else so that i could think aloud.
so, we went to benihana last night for dinner. this is the 2nd time we've been there in 3 months, and you'd think we were rolling in dough as much as we've gone there recently, but me and andy like it, and i guess in the long run, we see it as worth our money. but anyway, kyle has friends from out of town and last night was going to be the night that we were gonna go out to dinner with them. my plan was to take them to this little bar slash restaurant in golden hill called Turf Club. it's this weird little dive bar that you order your food, and they bring it to you raw, and there is a little grill in the middle of the room, and everyone cooks their own food. andy thought it was completely lame the first time we went there, but after he got to cook his own food exactly how he wanted it and it tasted super good, he decided it wasn't too shabby. well, we were gonna take them there and at the last minute i had a vague memory of seeing a "no one under 21 allowed" sign on the door and i called to double-check. and i was right. it is a couple visiting kyle and the girl isn't 21, so we couldn't go there. when they got to our house, i asked them what they felt like eating cause i was going to take them to either to the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown or to Rock Bottom downtown. the girl had never had sushi before and said she wanted to try it. so, benihana's it was. the last time me and andy were there, we had that mexican cook and it was a little disappointing, and as a matter of fact, the last couple times the chefs have been a little on the pooper side, so that changes the atmosphere at your table. but anyway, we got a fun guy last night. the first thing he did when he started cooking was make the fried rice, and when he dumped the white rice out of the bowl onto the grill, he spanked it with his spatula and asked "who's your daddy?" it was classic. but anyway, the food was yummy, but it makes my head spin when i think how much money we spent on that meal.... but hey, money comes and goes, you can't stress about it forever, i guess.
i didn't really feel like blogging. but i am bored to pieces at work, so i had to do something to occupy my time. it is so slow around here it's not even funny. i probably won't even come to work on Thursday. but anyway, it is almost time to go home. here's a final thought: i couldn't sleep last night so i stayed up watching the cosby show. it was the episode when rudy doesn't want to take the tap lessons so she doesn't even tell her parents that she stopped going to the lessons. she's supposed to be doing it so that she can perform the dance at the end of the week. anyway, so cliff goes "okay, let me see about your logic. you don't want to practice because you don't think you are any good, so rather than go and try to get better, you don't want to do anything at all and when it comes time to dance, you are just going to stand there and look REALLY interesting." i couldn't stop laughing. oh, that cosby show... too too funny.
have you ever thought about how important symbols are in your life? not like, cymbal, the instrument, but objects or things that stand in your life to represent something on a larger scale. i don't know, i guess i've been thinking about different symbols lately and why some things are done and used to be symbolic and what exactly those symbols mean to me and why are they are so important. anyway, i guess where i'm going with this is like, for example, a diploma... if you get your high school diploma (or even your college diploma, for that matter) it's not the piece of paper that you worked for. i mean, symbolically, it might have the been the thing you were working for, but within that time frame that you worked for it, may it be the four years you spent in high school, or someone who spends 10 years trying to get their college degree, that's actually what counts. it's a sense of accomplishment or completion that you worked towards to get that piece of paper. so, the diploma is just the symbol... what you gained from getting that diploma is your education, the things you may have learned along the way from struggling to get that diploma, or even the time you used getting that diploma as opposed to spending your time doing something else, like committing crimes or having babies. anyway, i wasn't actually thinking about diplomas and education, but doing things for symbolic reasons, or HAVING things for symbolic reasons has been on my mind. i just thought i'd apply it to something else so that i could think aloud.
so, we went to benihana last night for dinner. this is the 2nd time we've been there in 3 months, and you'd think we were rolling in dough as much as we've gone there recently, but me and andy like it, and i guess in the long run, we see it as worth our money. but anyway, kyle has friends from out of town and last night was going to be the night that we were gonna go out to dinner with them. my plan was to take them to this little bar slash restaurant in golden hill called Turf Club. it's this weird little dive bar that you order your food, and they bring it to you raw, and there is a little grill in the middle of the room, and everyone cooks their own food. andy thought it was completely lame the first time we went there, but after he got to cook his own food exactly how he wanted it and it tasted super good, he decided it wasn't too shabby. well, we were gonna take them there and at the last minute i had a vague memory of seeing a "no one under 21 allowed" sign on the door and i called to double-check. and i was right. it is a couple visiting kyle and the girl isn't 21, so we couldn't go there. when they got to our house, i asked them what they felt like eating cause i was going to take them to either to the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown or to Rock Bottom downtown. the girl had never had sushi before and said she wanted to try it. so, benihana's it was. the last time me and andy were there, we had that mexican cook and it was a little disappointing, and as a matter of fact, the last couple times the chefs have been a little on the pooper side, so that changes the atmosphere at your table. but anyway, we got a fun guy last night. the first thing he did when he started cooking was make the fried rice, and when he dumped the white rice out of the bowl onto the grill, he spanked it with his spatula and asked "who's your daddy?" it was classic. but anyway, the food was yummy, but it makes my head spin when i think how much money we spent on that meal.... but hey, money comes and goes, you can't stress about it forever, i guess.
i didn't really feel like blogging. but i am bored to pieces at work, so i had to do something to occupy my time. it is so slow around here it's not even funny. i probably won't even come to work on Thursday. but anyway, it is almost time to go home. here's a final thought: i couldn't sleep last night so i stayed up watching the cosby show. it was the episode when rudy doesn't want to take the tap lessons so she doesn't even tell her parents that she stopped going to the lessons. she's supposed to be doing it so that she can perform the dance at the end of the week. anyway, so cliff goes "okay, let me see about your logic. you don't want to practice because you don't think you are any good, so rather than go and try to get better, you don't want to do anything at all and when it comes time to dance, you are just going to stand there and look REALLY interesting." i couldn't stop laughing. oh, that cosby show... too too funny.
