Sunday, June 30, 2002

THE BLOCKBUSTER CARD
During the time after my knee surgery when I was at home all day and unable to work, my co-workers got me a $10 Blockbuster card so I could go rent myself some movies. I never did get around to using it but I was excited to use it now because they have their "Buy 2 Pre-viewed movies, get 1 free" deal. So, Karena and I went last night. There was a huge stack of movies so we had to thumb through them all and decide on three movies to get. And as it turned out, this was no easy task.
The only movies they have now that I really like are Ocean's Eleven, Training Day, and maybe The One (although I haven't seen it; I liked the previews). But I already own my uncle's bootleg version of Ocean's Eleven so that was out and didn't really want to spend $10 to get The One because I really liked Romeo Must Die better. Anyway, so I picked up Training Day and we spent the next half an hour looking through all the B-list movies they have there:
Glitter, Sweethearts, Jurassic Park III, Rock Star, The Mummy, Big Momma's House, Saving Grace, Black Knight, The Cell
I mean, there were so many bad movies, I thought I was back watching movies at the Monterey Park Edwards back when they made tickets just $1!!
Anyway, we finally settled on Harry Potter (Karena's new favorite) and Bridget Jones' Diary (Karena's other fav that I didn't find funny at all). But to my dismay, when I got home, I opened up Training Day and discovered the tape was all crinkled up inside.
This is the last time I ever buy anything from Blockbuster and this is the last time I ever buy VHS.

Saturday, June 29, 2002

I WANT TO KNOW
I have always wanted to know ...
... why some of the places with the best food are those "holes in the wall" or those guys who sell stuff from the carts on the street or those guys by the freeway who sell fruit.
... why the guys who hold up the "I need tickets" signs outside a game or concert don't just hook with the other guy standing three feet from him who has a sign that reads "I have tickets."
... why the word "abbreviation" is such a long word.
... why Norms and 7-Eleven have locks on their doors if they claim to be open 24 hours a day.
... how a guy like Bob Dylan, who does not sing a single word that anybody can understand, becomes such a big and legendary rock star.
... why people are having such a "hissy fit" about the words "under God" being in the Pledge of Allegiance when all of our currency says "In God we trust". Hmm ... maybe these people should just consider giving all their money away as a sign of solidarity.

Thursday, June 27, 2002

SURGERY OKAY
As it turned out, my grandmother DID need that emergency colon surgery yesterday. But, luckily, she survived and is resting comfortably. Praise God! Now, that's one of two things taken care of. Please continue to pray STRONGLY for my grandmother's health and that she can survive this ordeal of multiple strokes. Thanks.
THE MOUSE IS FOUND
While Karena and I were reading last night, we heard some scratching sounds coming from the kitchen. More specifically, they were coming from the cupboards under the sink. When she opened them, we finally found that pesky mouse. We discovered how he was able to get out and eat my food (mostly my Robitussin cough drops) so we quickly covered up those holes and taped up the cabinet. Then, thoughts of him eating away at the boxes in his way crept into my mind. Or I thought that he would just die in there and leave this smelly odor for the rest of my stay. I'm considering getting a mouse trap, but that would mean I'd eventually have to remove the mouse by hand ... and it could potentially be in two pieces. Gross!
Karena, of course, had a completely different perspective on things: "It's not gross. It's just another of God's creatures trying to stay alive."
Hmm ... let me think if I'm okay with that.
No.

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

JASON'S APARTMENT
Mike and I had the privilege of hanging out with Jason and Debbie at their new apartment. Well, I guess it's technically just Jason's apartment for the next month or so until they get married. That brought out some interesting things though.
First off, I have to say that I love the feel of the place. It's very clean, very neat, and very orderly. And it was nice to see some of Jason's things and some of Debbie's things there. But this place is still definitely Jason's. His beloved workout equipment lay all over the closet and his Gazelle in the living room in front of the TV. I know this is supposed to be their first home as a new family, but I think Mike and I kept wanting to hang out there as if it was Jason's bachelor pad. So, I'm hoping we'll be able to have at least one poker night in the place before the wedding so we can christen the place and get all of Jason's bachelor-living tendencies out of his system before he gets married.

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

MOURNING? NO, JUST MORNING
Our family was dealt a bit of bad news as my grandmother's health worsened yesterday. There was a possibility that emergency surgery would need to be performed this morning at 7:30 am if her medication did not sufficiently help improve her status.
With that in mind, the family got together at the hospital bright and early (well, come to think of it, it wasn't even "bright" yet) at around 4am. I got to spend a little time with my grandmother, but mostly sat outside with my family awaiting the doctor's arrival. The time was strange -- complete with bags under all our eyes, nervous laughter at times, somber remarks, a conversation about the Lakers, etc.
But in the end, there would be no mourning ... only morning. The sun rose, the doctor arrived, and my grandmother's health had indeed improved enough to warrant at least another day. No surgery today.
And with that bit of good news, my entire family felt much more relived as some of them, including myself, returned to their normally scheduled programming (aka work). And let's just say that working on three hours' sleep is no fun at all. But I wouldn't have traded that time spent this morning for the entire world.

Monday, June 24, 2002

DARRYL KILE
There once was a man named Darryl Kile
Could throw a ball - an hour, ninety mile.
He was known by all as a baseball player.
But he was also a good father, son, husband -- many layers.

It was game day, but he never showed up.
Strange 'cause he's always there early to say "Wassup?"
The team was concerned and the news turned bad.
This was one of the best pitchers the Cardinals ever had.

But they no longer cared about the game they shared.
Instead, thoughts turned to the family for which he cared.
Their lives would change forever that Saturday morn.
Please keep praying for his wife, kids, and newborn.

Sunday, June 23, 2002

QUICK NOTES FROM A GUY ON THE MOVE
1.Lately, I feel like there is just way too much going on. Karena and I talked about this last night too. These are all fun things (weddings, get-togethers, birthday parties, etc.) but we're so swamped that we're starting to not enjoy them as much. Am I too busy or do I just need an attitude adjustment?
2. The dinner between our two families went great, although I was so anxious about making the night go perfectly, I nearly drove myself crazy. This is quickly becoming my biggest character flaw - I'm obsessed with making sure everything goes according to plan that I'm fidgity and never satisfied.
3. I had to work yesterday and didn't get to see my grandmother, but I spoke with her on the phone and it sounds like she is progressing steadily, but will need much physical therapy (yeah, baby!!) to help her walk again. I'm going to try to squeeze her into my schedule today so I can work with her a little bit.
4. It's nice to have good friends.

Saturday, June 22, 2002

TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT
After going out for about a year and a half, Karena and I are reaching a new milestone in our relationship. Tonight, our families are going to have dinner together and virtually meet for the first time. A few months back, we went to an Angels/A's game together with her dad and my dad. But now, her entire family will get to meet my parents. Sandra is actually in town, but won't get to make it to the dinner.
Am I excited? You bet. Am I nervous? A little.
But, hey, as long as my dad doesn't bring in pot from home to take the soup home, it should be all good.

Thursday, June 20, 2002

UPDATE ON MY GRANDMOTHER
Thanks to all those who have been praying on behalf of my grandmother and for those who have called for updates. She had a bleed in her brain that is affecting her cerebellum (the area controlling your balance and movements). She is still in the Critical Care Unit, but is feeling a little better and has begun eating a little bit. She is still too weak and too unbalanced to get out of bed and sit up, but she is impoving little by little. Please continue to keep her and my family in your prayers. My mom is spending practically all her time there (including sleeping there). Hopefully, I can go visit her this weekend, although I do have to work on Saturday so my time will be very tight.

Wednesday, June 19, 2002

THE UNINVITED GUEST
I love summertime. And one thing I love about it is, of course, the warm weather. But one major downside to it is that all the bugs come out and hang out where you live. Whether it be ants, roaches, spiders, lizards, whatever. And if you know me at all, you know that I hate all these creepy crawlers (hey, Luong ain't the only one who's afraid of them!)
While talking to Karena in the living room of my apartment last night, I suddenly came upon one of these strange visitors. We were talking and suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something crawl out from the hallway to the bedroom and suddenly crawl back. It was quick so I wasn't totally sure. But after it happened again, I knew what it was. It was a mouse! That has got to be the nastiest thing ever. Karena and I turned on all the lights and went looking all over my apartment for it (or for a hole), but couldn't find either. I had a hard time going to sleep after Karena left because I was pretty freaked out and had about 4-5 dreams of it crawling all over me while I slept. I have to admit it's pretty sad when your girlfriend is less afraid of finding a mouse than you are.
I heard the biggest brand of mouse traps are Victor Mouse Traps. Hmm ... maybe I should invest in myself.

Tuesday, June 18, 2002

GOOD DAY TURNED BAD
I was so excited to have Monday off because it finally gave me a chance to watch Star Wars: Episode II. And everything worked out perfectly because Nathan wanted to take a group to see it at Universal City Walk so we could see it on digital. Michael, Cindy, Matthew, Nathan, and I piled into his PT Cruiser and had a great time watching the movie. I even got to have my long-anticipated conversation with Nathan about whether this movie's plot and minor details fit in with the other movies or not (it didn't). Afterward, we went to Hanashima's and had a great lunch. I didn't even get sick after picking out all the avocados from my California rolls.
But this great day turned ugly when I went to go pick up my grandparents from their apartment to drive them back home. After waiting for a while without seeing them, I went upstairs to check it out and found my grandmother bowled over at the sink vomitting and complaining that she couldn't move. I called my mom and 911 and paramedics came immediately to sent her to the hospital. Please pray for her condition and for a quick recovery.

Monday, June 17, 2002

FATHER'S DAY/MOM'S BIRTHDAY
It was a pretty eventful Sunday, with it being Father's Day and my mother's birthday (and Tyrone's too!). Anyway, so with all the celebrating going on, you would think we would get all the family together to go to some really nice Chinese restaurant, right? Wrong.
Instead, my family recently started going to some "mom-and-pop" "hole-in-the-wall" type of place on San Gabriel. This place has no air conditioning and isn't all that clean inside. So, there we were, sitting on our dirty seats (one of which still had all kinds of food stuck on it) and sweating like pigs because it was so hot in there. But I'll have to admit that the food is decent. But here's the worst part. They make this huge pot of soup that there is no way our entire family of about 15 people can even finish. So you what my loving, especially Chinese family does? We bring in our own pot from home and take the soup with it. My dad has no shame as he bring in our huge pot and transfers the soup into it. In fact, I think he's proud to do it. Jonathan joked and yelled, "We shouldn't be embarassed. Instead, we should shout it out so the whole restaurant can hear: We are saving food!!!" The truth was, he was probably the most embarassed of all.
But it was all good and afterward was even better because we went back to our house and had strawberry cake, mango cake, and Karena was very generous to give my parents Porto's carrot cake. Needless to say, I think I ate more dessert than food from dinner.

Sunday, June 16, 2002

PROUD OF THE GUYS
In John 15:13, Jesus says, "Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." Of course, He was talking about how his love was no only in words, but also in action ... even to the point of death.
I have not seen this carried out more vividly than yesterday by Jason, Aaron, Charles, and Nathan. Now granted, we didn't show our love to the point of death, but we did take ourselves away from a Saturday afternoon to help a friend in need.
Ricky called us a few hours before he needed us all to help him move a very, very heavy pool table out of a U-Haul truck. And even though I'm sure none of us were all that thrilled to get the call, we were all quickly there to help. And we joined together to use some pretty good teamwork to get the job done quickly and efficiently. And when we were done, we demanded nothing in return.
It's nice to have friends.

Saturday, June 15, 2002

CONGRATS TO MY BOYS
Quick props to the Lakers for their three-peat championship and their rockin' parade yesterday. You truly know how to celebrate in style. And as for Mark Madsen, you truly are the maddest of all Mad Dogs ... but I'm definitely going to learn some moves from you.
$150 WORTH OF FUN
Don't tell my cousin Allison this because she wanted to get me something nice for my birthday and I don't want to hurt her feelings. But, she bought me two tickets to last night's Dodgers/Angels game and paid too much for them - as in $75 each. So, with that in mind, I asked Jason to buy two more tickets to Michel, Jason, Nathan, and I could all go to the game ... to make sure I'd have $150 worth of fun. Here is the recap (with the cash value I could have paid to have that amount of fun):
1. 2 Tickets for the game - $50 (actual cost)
2. American flag giveaway day - $5
3. Nine US Air Force jets flying overhead during the national anthem (aka Air Show) - $25
4. Free Dodgers fisherman-type hat with credit card sign-up - $10
5. 4 Dodger and 1 Angel home run - $5 each
6. One fight between an Angels and a Dodgers fan (aka boxing match) - $50
7. Enjoying a Dodger dog with LOTS OF EXTRA ketchup and relish - $5 (well, I paid $4 for it so maybe the total is $1)
8. Using the bathroom where all the guys just pee into a large bin shaped like a bathtub - $2.50 (okay, so this one is a stretch)

So, I just about had $150 worth of fun, but I must say that what really puts it over the top is number 9:
9. Spending time with the guys - priceless_

Thursday, June 13, 2002

TRYING TO GET SMARTER
I don't quite know what it is, but I'm feeling more and more dumb as I get older. Maybe it's old age setting in. Or maybe I just wasn't so bright to begin with. Whatever the case may be, I just think my memory is not as sharp and I'm not as quick to learn things as I once was.
So what am I going to do about it?
Well, I remember hearing a study that showed that listening to classical music could stimulate the mind and actually make you smarter. With that in mind, the families of many of my patients bring in headphones to have their comatose loved ones listen to classical music 24/7. So far, I don't think it's helped very many of my patients. But that hasn't stopped me from trying it myself. I've been trying to spend more time listening to the classical radio station here in LA and I've been listening to my new birthday gift from Jason - the score to Star Wars: Episode IV A New Hope. I really love the End Title Theme when Luke, Han, and Chewie walk into the huge room and get their medals from Princess Leia. But I've realized that composer John Williams is a true genius now that I've been listening to the whole score. It's awesome!
And hopefully, it'll leave me a little smarter.

Wednesday, June 12, 2002

REUEL'S TALK ON MOSES
Koinonia has been going through a special series called "Divulging your Devotions" where people within Koinonia speak on a given night about what God has been teaching them.
It was Reuel's turn this past Friday, but he chose to do something different. Instead of sharing about his life, he chose to share about the biblical character that has affected him the most - Moses. One point that he mentioned was that Moses was filled with doubts about himself and yet God was still able to use him ... and use him in a big way to deliver the Israelites out of Egypt. That mentality got me thinking about my own Christian life and the service that I do (or don't do).
It's really given me a new perspective on things and have helped me back some big decisions.

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

LAKER MATH
Okay, don't kill me for this like you did the last time I went against the Lakers. But, I am hoping the Lakers lose one game to the Nets in this series.
The reason? If the Lakers end up winning in 5 games instead of 4, they will win Friday night and, if I did my math right, probably have the parade on Monday. And guess who is off work on Monday? I was hoping that if this scenario works out, I could go with Jason, Luong, Nathan, Pastor Clive, and whoever else can be free that Monday to stand outside under the hot sun just to catch a glimpse of the three-time defending champs celebrate ... and of course, to watch Mark Madsen do his thing. (By the way, I didn't anyone could dance worse than me until I saw Mad Dog do ... well, whatever you wanna call that thing that he did during the last parade.)
So, here's hoping the Lakers show a little mercy and let the Nets have one game.
(Man, I already know I'm going to get a bunch of hate mail for this ... again.)

Monday, June 10, 2002

MEETINGS AND COMMITTEES
I have to admit that I hate meetings. Sure, I've served on numerous committees at church. And sure, most of the time, the meetings are very productive and involve some interesting discussions. But that doens't change the fact that I dislike spending my entire Sunday afternoon stuck in a room. In fact, I had to leave early from this past Sunday's meeting to help my brother pack things up and drive him to the airport.
So, why serve on committees at all? This is the question someone proposed to me yesterday. I thought long and hard about this one. The truth is that I care too much about CEFC and about Koinonia to let it be a sinking ship like it was about three years ago. I can't bear to watch our church and our fellowship group fall away into oblivion because I've seen way too many people work too hard to keep it going during good and bad times. And if I can give some input to help keep our ministries thriving, I'm going to do it ... no matter if it costs me all my Sunday afternoons.
Well, okay, maybe not all my Sunday afternoons. How about just some of them? ;)

Sunday, June 09, 2002

BBQ
After getting up way too early for work Saturday morning and enduring a pretty busy day at that, I was happy to head home for a family BBQ. Raymond, who came home this weekend, was already manning the grill. The pool was heated and ready to go. The sky was blue. It was perfect.
Too bad we sat up all the tables and chairs outside, but my the time all my family showed, it was too cold to eat outside. So there we were, bringing in all those tables and chairs we spent so long setting up. But the food was great - salmon, burgers, sausages, chicken, Korean BBQ ribs, steaks, grilled peppers, potato salad, and of course, Marie Callenders strawberry pie (because it's on sale this month).
Afterward, we all gathered around the TV to watch "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone." (Wow, sorcerer is really a hard word to spell!) Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised by it, although it did think it dragged in some places. In fact, it dragged so much, I fell asleep for a little while and apparently was snoring away. Karena fell asleep too, but she also really enjoyed it. Meanwhile, my cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents were all heading out the door. And that meant, I could bust out my new Best of Saturday Night Live to watch some highlights of Chris Farley ("You'll be livin' in a van down by the river!"), Mike Myers ("Wayne's World! Party Time! Excellent!"), Dana Carvey("Well isn't that special?"), and Chris Rock (Def Comedy's Jam's Magic Show:Do you BEEP think I can BEEP pull a BEEP rabbit outta 'dis BEEP hat?") I'm not sure why, but I find some of those so funny.

Saturday, June 08, 2002

SLEEPY PATIENTS
On Monday, one of my co-workers made the mistake of saying, "It seems that every week we have a theme on this floor. This week, it seems like it's going to be the comatose patients." And just like that, we had a week full of comatose patients. Now, this makes my job a million times harder because I actually have to physically hoist them up and try to perk these people up. And that's not easy on a bum knee!!!
But what's even more interesting (and scary) are the diagnoses these patients have. We have had two (actually three, if you count one from a month back or so) patients who have been diagnosed with Mad Cow's disease. How did they get it here in the U.S.? I have no idea, but that gives me the heeby jeebies (sp?).

Friday, June 07, 2002

MELLOW
This year's birthday turned out to be pretty mellow, and yet I enjoyed it just the same.
I really felt the love at work when they gave me a card filled with kind words and one of my co-workers treated me to lunch. That lunch turned out to be pretty interesting because I was there with my boss, the lead OT, the secretary, and the OT that was taking me out to lunch. Because I was there with four women, the conversation turned to typical "girl talk." But I was able to hang. I figure you're in good with you boss when she can talk about her teenage years and failed prom stories with you.
I spent the evening with Karena walking around Farmer's Market and had a great dinner at Moustache Cafe. I ate a lot of good food, but their chocolate souffle wasn't as good as advertised.

Thursday, June 06, 2002

A BEAUTIFUL THING
I was lucky enough to have Wednesday off so I made sure to treat myself. First, I got all my errands taken care of like washing my car, going to the bank, paying the bills, etc. I had a chance to watch some TV including The Cosby Show, Saved by the Bell, Martha Stewart, The Price is Right, etc. I also got to have lunch while watching the U2 Elevation Tour DVD with the sound way up. And to top it off, I took about a two and a half hour nap and woke up feeling great, just in time for the Lakers game.
While driving back to my apartment during halftime, I drove right past Staples Center and saw a beautiful thing. The sun was setting, the GoodYear blimp was hovering over the Arena of the Year, Home of the Champs. The smog created the most beautiful sunset with the most beautiful purple and gold colors I have ever seen. And at that point, I could have cried. It was so beautiful to see the purple and gold in the sky and all around Staples Center, knowing the Lakers were about to inch another step closer to their first ever Three-Peat.
And that image (along with the much-needed nap) paved the way for a great day today.

Wednesday, June 05, 2002

RUN-IN WITH JACK CLARK'S FIANCE
While doing an evaluation on a patient yesterday, I asked, as I always do, about her home situation. "Okay, you said you live in an apartment with your fiance, right? And is he there all the time or just part-time?" "Well, he's on a road trip right now." Road trip? Immediately, images of some beer-guzzling guy yelling with his buddies: ROAD TRIPPPPPP!!!!! But I went ahead and asked anyway, "What do you mean by 'He's on a road trip?'" "Of, my fiance works for the Dodgers."
Now, here I go thinking it's gotta be some errand boy or some public relations guy who is just lucky enough to travel with the team on occasion. But she quickly set me straight: "He's their hitting coach."
"Jack Clark is your fiance? The same Jack Clark who played for years with the Giants and Cardinals and now instructs every Dodger on the proper mechanics of hitting?"
Needless to say, I was impressed. But then she took it a step farther by saying, "Yeah, and I've had a few of the Dodgers call me to check in on me. Brian Jordan, Shawn Green, and some of the other guys just called too. They're really sweet guys."
It's always nice to know that the baseball team you cheer for and the baseball team that is currently in first place in their division is filled with nice guys.
I guess, sometimes, nice guys finish first.

Tuesday, June 04, 2002

PASTOR RICH'S BANQUET
After the wedding, I spent some more time moving around heavy equipment while all decked out in my nice suit. This time, Nathan Yu and I had to move a bunch of sound equipment into our cars to take over for the banquet. All that heavy lifting up and down stairs didn't help my knee at all. In fact, it got pretty achy and stayed that way all night. But that was the least of my concerns because I was so darn hot too. We got there early to set up and made sure to turn the A/C way up. The prime rib they served was good, but the salad was nasty. Plus their service was terrible. We kept having to remind them to serve the bride and groom's family first and to bring more utensils and more plates of food, etc. They acted as if they've never served food before in their entire lives.
I ended up having a great time being the MC/DJ. At first, I was a little disheartened to find out Pastor Rich wanted practically everything I said to be scripted by him. I mean, I couldn't ever call her Connie Chung!!! That's a free joke right there. Sure, it's cheesy, but you know I have no shame. Anyway, everything went perfectly and I didn't mess up on the music and ended up getting a few courtesy laughs here and there and even made a shamless plug for Montebello.
But the highlight of the evening definitely had to be after it was all over and Marvin and Lisa's baby daughter Erin wanted to dance and started pulling people onto the dance floor one at a time to dance with them. First, she took Jason's hand and sent him out there to do some kind of rump-shaking move that practically left me rolling on the floor. Next, she grabbed my hand and I started to swing my legs over her. The crowd began calling out for me to do "The Worm," but Karena made me retire that move years ago. Besides, it just wouldn't be half as good on a bum knee. But suddenly, Eric dropped to the floor on her stomach and looked like she wanted to try it. It was hilarious as I almost got tempted to do it one last time. But I resisted. Definitely, good times were in the air.

Monday, June 03, 2002

AN OPEN LETTER TO THE LAKERS AND THEIR FANS

Dear Los Angeles Lakers Organization and its fans:

I am sorry. I apologize for doubting you when you were down. I'm ashamed to have momentarily lost faith in my team when the going got tough. Did I lose hope in Game 7 against Portland in 2000? No. Did I flinch when they lost Game 1 of the NBA Finals against Philly? Hardly. So why this year? It shouldn't have happened. And for that I am deeply sorry.
You are the team that is laying a solid foundation for a dynasty. What Shaq and Kobe have made, let no man (or Kidd) break apart.
See you outside Staples in a few weeks for the victory parade. I'll be the one of the first to arrive and cheering the loudest because I have sinned, asked forgiveness, and have learned my lesson.
And to my fellow fans who have given a hard time, thanks for showing me the Wai (and Luong and Nathan too).
I can honestly say that I have NEVER EVER been happier to eat my words than I felt last night after our 112-106 victory.

Sincerely,
Victor Shen



Sunday, June 02, 2002

PASTOR RICH'S WEDDING
For me, the day started out bright and early at Costco. Along with Lou, Halbert, and Raymond from Delta, we successfully bought and moved 20 trays full of those Costco roller sandwiches to church with only a few casualties (i.e. a few trays rolled over during a hard turn left). When we got to church, it was great to see so many of us helping out - bringing fruit trays from Ralphs, moving chairs, setting up decorations, making punch, etc. It was definitely a team effort by all of us college and young adults. But what amazed me most is that one minute, everyone is in their T-shirts and shorts sweating away from all the work being done, and the next, they are all dressed up and looking sharp. I wasn't able to pull off that feat quite as well as everyone else because I was so sweaty.
The ceremony tuned out to be an emotional one when Pastor Rich, who never ever sings in public, made one exception and sang a beautiful promise song to his new bride Connie. Sure, it was in perfect pitch, but it was so beautiful that most of the girls began to cry. And most of the guys pumped their first in the air and cheered at the thought that their pastor could rock the house!
And amazingly, the reception went without a hitch, thanks to all the help from everyone. But that's the way I think it should be - the community joining together to get the job done and to enjoy it in the process.
(More on the banquet in tomorrow's entry ... unless I talk about the Lakers game, in which case the banquet will be pushed back to Tuesday).

Saturday, June 01, 2002

WHAT A DAY
Friday turned out to be a crazy day. Here are some highlights:
1. First thing in the morning, one of the guys we just hired two weeks ago walks into my boss' office and says he is resigning his position because he got a new job elsewhere. My boss, who can be emotional at times, was so unhappy, she yelled, "Fine. Just leave now. Clean out your locker, leave your keys and badge on the desk, and go." We all happened to be standing by the front desk of our department and heard the whole thing and had to watch him leave with all of us too stunned to even say one word.
2. While treating patients, I had to use a finger instrument to test my patient's oxygen saturation. You put this little thing on the patient's fingertips and it tells you his numbers. "Give me a finger," I said. Without hesitation, his roomate pipes up and says, "Hey buddy. I'll give you a finger!" and promptly flips me off.
3.Later in the day, I was co-treating with the occupational therapist, who also happened to go the same high school as me (Schurr). Out of nowhere, my patient asks, "Where did you both go to high school?" We thought that was a funny question since we both went to Schurr. But then, she reveals that she went to Lower Merrian High School. I jump up in amazement and wonder. The OT asks, "Victor, do you know someone from that high school?" "Yeah," I replied. "Kobe Bryant." Of course, this patient is probably three times Kobe's age, but it was still cool. Actually, when she was attending Lower Merrian, Wilt Chamberlain was the basketball monster at the rival high school and dropped 100 points on them. According to her, the final score was something like 120-20.
4. And, of course, the evening was made a million times better as my boys won 106-102 to force a Game 7. It was fun sitting in Koinonia and getting frequent updates from Reuel, who was getting them sent to him by Luong. And I brought in my little Watchman TV to catch some of the action during the breaks in the night.

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