Time Doesn’t Exist, Clocks Do.

Time is such a weird concept.  You know how you set your clock when it’s new or the electricity went off?  What do you use to determine what to set the time to?  Do you use your cell phone?  Your computer maybe?  After all, those are set according to some satellite or some other “official” time right?  There is an official time but what I think is funny is that we don’t always set our clocks to that official time.  We usually just try to match it up to something else we have and that may be wrong.  Why do you think that the time is always slightly different, depending who you ask, or what you look at (phone, computer, car, public clocks, tv, etc.)?  It’s weird.  It’s probably a few minutes off here and there so much that we don’t even really know what the REAL time is.  Which brings me to wonder if all of our adjustments have slowly brought us further and further away whether it be earlier or later than the REAL time.  It’s bound to happen right?  You constantly adjust something to the point where you are just completely off but you can’t tell because everyone else has done the same thing!  Perhaps my theory is wrong, but it’s just interesting to think about.

Another thing I thought about today during dinner was that it would be great if I could be in 3 places at once.  This way I can be doing all the things I want without losing what I’m currently doing now.  Although I’m not sure if what I’m doing currently now is what I want but I can’t just lose that because it’s what I’m doing now.  Confusing?  Yes.  So, it would be great.

I was watching Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban or whatever it’s called the other day with LA and there’s that part where Harry is at this pond fighting off the dementors and someone he sees across the pond is putting on that charm or shield or whatever you want to call it to fight off the dementors and that person is himself.  They had this charm thing (yeah I know, I’m bad at remember things in movies), that took them back in time.  I was so confused by how that worked.  LA was talking about time continuum and all that stuff and how you really can’t go back in time.  It just wouldn’t work.  It was an interesting thought.  I wonder what it would be like to do that – but I guess you can’t really because of the things that happen in the present.  Okay I don’t even know what this paragraph is about but it’s just interesting…this whole time travel thing.

Lastly, do you wonder what life would be like without clocks?  Is it true that “time” doesn’t exist and clocks do?  This whole post may be a complete contradiction to itself but I don’t know if it is and I’m not sure it even matters.  Could we live life w/o clocks?  I think that would be interesting and maybe nice…or would it?  I mean we LIVE BY CLOCKS.  People go to work/school/meetings/appointments all based on times.  You hang out based on a time.  You go to sleep based on time.  Everything is based on time..errrr..I mean the time on the clock.  What would it be like to just elimiate clocks?  Would we feel a little bit more free or would we feel completely lost without this structure of time?

The San Diego Sting is a women’s tackle football team in San Diego.  Last week, this girl who I used to play basketball with had sent a message out about this football team.  At first I didn’t even really read the message, but for whatever reason, I decided to have a closer look.  It turns out that this was a full on tackle football team with pads, helmets, and all that stuff.  A real team and even travels to games in Vegas, LA, Tuscon, and one other place I can’t remember.

I was thinking that it was something I might want to do.  Playing football at a higher level on a so called “pro” team…haha.  Dude that would be CRAZY!!!  I did have a few concerns…  I was kind of afraid, I’ve never been hit (tackled) before, nor have I ever even really tackled someone.  I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to hang (were these people crazy good?)  Things I was interested in… I wanted to know what it felt like to wear all the football gear.  How hard is it to run around after that?  Can you even lift your arms?  Mainly, I was interested in playing football.

So I decided I would investigate further since they were having tryouts/combine on the Saturday.  (  I see the combine on TV, I really really want to try it.  It looks like so much fun!!) For those who don’t know, the combine is basically used for scouting in the NFL.  It is like tryouts where you are timed in sprints, tested to see how high you can jump, your skill level, etc.  It would be really fun to try.  So I emailed them and asked about it.  They told me that no experience was required.  I thought…I don’t think anyone that had zero experience would try TACKLE football so I deduced that there would probably not be many newbs there.  They said it would be conditioning, catching, throwing, but no tackling yet.  I actually really wanted to try it out, to just go and see what it was like.  But then, it was $45 to do the tryout/combine because you have to pay for a jersey or something?  Or perhaps coaches to watch you??  That was kind of expensive.

So I decided to get even more info from A, who played 2 years ago in something similar.  She said they had a lot of conditioning, a lot of practices, and just a lot of meet up time which means that it would be a huge committment.  The more I thought about it, I just claim to the conclusion that I don’t really have time to commit to something this big.  I’m already busy as it is and super tired each night but to add this would probably just suck the life out of me.

Part of me wishes that I could have a clone.  That I could go experience things with no interference with my normal life.  This way I can do both and not worry about anything.  I often think about that.  If I could just keep my life uninterrupted, I would dare do other things.

You know how it goes, the I’m-just-asking-to-be-asking-not-that-I-really-care-obligatory “how are you” and the answer that comes “fine/good, how are you?”

And this is how it went with one of the support guys from our vendor:

Nick:  Hi, this is Nick, how are you?
Me:  Hey Nick, I’m doing fine, how are you?
Nick:  I’m always good!

This guy is ALWAYS good!  Dang, I wish we could always be good.  Don’t you wish you could always be good when someone asks you that?  I wonder if he just likes to say that or if he really is ALWAYS good.  He sounded pretty happy about that.

What a great response.  I should try it sometime.

I am, once again, trying to find interesting things to write about.  What things are interesting to you?  What kind of things do you like to read?

Today I had lunch at McDonalds…that’s not the point of this post.  During lunch, there were these two guys at a table next to me.  They were chatting and laughing.  BUT…when one guy spoke, he spoke in English.  When the other guy spoke, he spoke in Spanish.  And so on and so forth, they were having a full on conversation with one person speaking English and the other speaking Spanish!

At first I was thinking, wow that’s so weird and kind of cool.  But when I thought about it, I guess I can have that type of conversation with my parents too and probably have many times.  I’ll speak English and they’ll speak Chinese.

And so it made me wonder, if there are a lot of people who can understand certain languages pretty well but can’t speak it – but oddly (I guess it’s not so odd when it comes down to it) enough, they can converse like normal.  It was pretty weird but also kinda neat at the same time.

Wearing black flip flops while having really white (un-tanned) feet looks really really bad and quite funny.

I think I’m liking Tapioca Heaven..A LOT!

I’m really learning to be patient and to trust God.  I’m also realizing how weak my mind can be.

I’m going up to LA for the weekend.  More good food!  Hopefully going to get my car window fixed so it’s not so dumb anymore.

• I used the restroom at the doctor’s today and after you close the door there is a big sign that says.  Please LOCK door!  LOL!  It even says “turn knob” and has an arrow pointing which way.  Funny.  I wonder if they’ve had many incidents with people walking in on others on accident.  I think its confusing because you turn the lock the opposite way of the door not towards the door like normal.  Maybe people thought they locked the door when they didn’t!

• Today at work, I walked into a stall and someone peed and didnt flush and the seat cover was still half way on the seat and in the toilet.  Gross.

• Yesterday at work, I walked into the restroom and this older lady walked out of the stall and was like, can you help me?  I was like, uh..? with?  She was wearing slacks with a side zipper and the zipper was caught on the fabric and she couldn’t unzip it to use the restroom.  Uh, AWKWARD!!!!  Good thing no one walked in when I was helping her.

The end.

I like to people watch.  At lunch the other day, I was observing a bunch of high school kids who seemed to be from a water polo team.  There seemed to be a lot of kids walking around that day, which seemed kind of odd since it was not a holiday or a weekend.  Anyway, this group of girls had found a table outside of pick up stix.  More and more of their team kept coming and joining them at the table.  Soon, they needed more chairs so two girls went and grabbed chairs from a neighboring table.  At one point they had gathered up their things and were ready to go when one of the girls put the chair back.  Wow.  This was surprising to me.  I wasn’t expecting them to return the chair, I mean adults sometimes don’t even return the chair.  And then this girl was telling the other girls, whoever got the other chair needs to put it back.  Wow what leadership and responsibility.  Then someone left their food on the table and she told them to pick it up.  Wow, I was really impressed.  A responsible one out of the pack, her parents must have taught her well.  Good for her and good for the girls around her.  The end.

I’m not sick but I’m not well

Today someone asked me if I was happy.  I was like sure.  They told me I should smile more.  Frankly, this is not the first time that someone has told me that I should smile more.  In fact, I’ve heard that comment many times.  Do I really look that unhappy?  I mean, other people don’t go around always smiling, it doesn’t make me think they’re unhappy.  Do I really do it that often that I actually appear unhappy?  Going around with a smile on my face just sounds odd.  How can I look more happy?