Thursday, November 17, 2005
Getting Rich 發 達
E-X-T-R-A!! E-X-T-R-A!! READ ALL ABOUT IT! Hot off the press. I just finished the Turkey Trot, coming in 2nd place in my age group. My time was 15:57, which is 1 minute, 15 seconds faster than last year. But the best news is--我 得 0左 全 場 0既 第 八 名. 嘩! 真 係 好 意 頭. "八" 同 "發" 0個 兩 個 字 0既 音 差 唔 多, 所 以 代 表 我 會 發 達! Since "八" (baat3) eight and "發" (faat3) sound alike in Cantonese, that means that I'm going to 發 達 (faat3 daat6) get rich!
W, who is my regular jogging and biking partner and one of my closest friends, came in 1st, finishing 29 seconds ahead of me. W ran a good race, and I am happy to see him get 1st place. As friends, W and I get along well, partly because we have complementary tastes in women. He likes blondes, and I like women with black hair (shoulder-length or longer). So we're seldom in competition. In fact, W probably knows my taste in women better than anyone else in this world. He jokes with me about it, but when it comes to meeting hot women of the type I prefer, W has been a good luck charm.
As I was running the race today, I saw A jogging the other direction. She's a hot 25- or 26-year-old that used to be my occasional biking and hiking partner. I'll never forget the first time that I saw A on her bike. W was there to witness the whole thing, and he kidded me about not hooking up with her right away. Having been challenged, I went out biking the next day, saw A again, and traded phone numbers (we wrote them in ink on our hands). It was fun while it lasted, but eventually our outings became less frequent and then stopped.
While I am happy today, coming in second is the story of my life. As far back as I can remember, first prize always has eluded me. That's been true in love, work, and almost everything else in my life. Sometimes, when I'm in a rotten mood, I get to thinking 我 乜 都 係 "比 上 不 足, 比 下 有 餘" (ngo5 mat1 dou1 hai6 "bei2 sheung6 bat1 juk1, bei2 ha6 yau5 yu4"). That's a well-known Chinese saying that literally means you have less than the highest but more than the lowest. In other words, you're in the middle--neither the best, nor the worst. ¶ 1:02 PM
E-X-T-R-A!! E-X-T-R-A!! READ ALL ABOUT IT! Hot off the press. I just finished the Turkey Trot, coming in 2nd place in my age group. My time was 15:57, which is 1 minute, 15 seconds faster than last year. But the best news is--我 得 0左 全 場 0既 第 八 名. 嘩! 真 係 好 意 頭. "八" 同 "發" 0個 兩 個 字 0既 音 差 唔 多, 所 以 代 表 我 會 發 達! Since "八" (baat3) eight and "發" (faat3) sound alike in Cantonese, that means that I'm going to 發 達 (faat3 daat6) get rich!
W, who is my regular jogging and biking partner and one of my closest friends, came in 1st, finishing 29 seconds ahead of me. W ran a good race, and I am happy to see him get 1st place. As friends, W and I get along well, partly because we have complementary tastes in women. He likes blondes, and I like women with black hair (shoulder-length or longer). So we're seldom in competition. In fact, W probably knows my taste in women better than anyone else in this world. He jokes with me about it, but when it comes to meeting hot women of the type I prefer, W has been a good luck charm.
As I was running the race today, I saw A jogging the other direction. She's a hot 25- or 26-year-old that used to be my occasional biking and hiking partner. I'll never forget the first time that I saw A on her bike. W was there to witness the whole thing, and he kidded me about not hooking up with her right away. Having been challenged, I went out biking the next day, saw A again, and traded phone numbers (we wrote them in ink on our hands). It was fun while it lasted, but eventually our outings became less frequent and then stopped.
While I am happy today, coming in second is the story of my life. As far back as I can remember, first prize always has eluded me. That's been true in love, work, and almost everything else in my life. Sometimes, when I'm in a rotten mood, I get to thinking 我 乜 都 係 "比 上 不 足, 比 下 有 餘" (ngo5 mat1 dou1 hai6 "bei2 sheung6 bat1 juk1, bei2 ha6 yau5 yu4"). That's a well-known Chinese saying that literally means you have less than the highest but more than the lowest. In other words, you're in the middle--neither the best, nor the worst. ¶ 1:02 PM
