It always makes me happy when meeting with high school friends.
At a gathering today, my friend's husband, who I met the very first time and I like him very much, told me something that's very true...
At this part of the world, when meeting someone new, people usually assume that (of course not referring to this friend of mine)...
"你冇可能講真話!" (There is no way that you are telling the truth!)
What he said completely expressed what I had experienced...
(I was thinking about posting it on facebook... guess not.)
Well, this is me... I DON'T like lies... (I am not referring to the Tong's case.)
Feb 18, 2012
Feb 17, 2012
Thank You Mr. Tong 多謝唐生
Top News of today! (English version)
Thanks be to Tong from various group:
- Husbands: Whenever my wife complains, I can claim that I am already a very good husband. At least I have never grabbed her to stand in front of the public to suck all though I make the same mistakes.
- Wives: I finally realized my husband is extremely gentle and kind... and he is a 'real' man.
- Kids: Whenever I lie and get caught by my mom, I can tell her that I am just copying from the chief executive to be.
- Designers/Artists: I get a lot of ideas everyday... unlimited.
- Entrepreneurs: I get lots of opportunites (if in the industry of renovation, construction equipment, storaging, wine... Actually, there was a wine salesperson trying to sell his stuff to Tong.)
- Reporters: I can get an experience of standing on a crane to oversee all the palaces in the rich neighborhood though I will never be able to get one.
- Other candidates: Thank you. No one picks on me now...
- Other unconfirmed candidates: I think I will join the election since I have received a lot of messages in these couple days saying that I am better and more trustworthy.
- Mrs. Tong: Everyone thinks that I am the greatest wife of all. I can talk and act better than the chief executive to be!!! Super Star!!!
Thanks be to Tong from various group:
- Husbands: Whenever my wife complains, I can claim that I am already a very good husband. At least I have never grabbed her to stand in front of the public to suck all though I make the same mistakes.
- Wives: I finally realized my husband is extremely gentle and kind... and he is a 'real' man.
- Kids: Whenever I lie and get caught by my mom, I can tell her that I am just copying from the chief executive to be.
- Designers/Artists: I get a lot of ideas everyday... unlimited.
- Entrepreneurs: I get lots of opportunites (if in the industry of renovation, construction equipment, storaging, wine... Actually, there was a wine salesperson trying to sell his stuff to Tong.)
- Reporters: I can get an experience of standing on a crane to oversee all the palaces in the rich neighborhood though I will never be able to get one.
- Other candidates: Thank you. No one picks on me now...
- Other unconfirmed candidates: I think I will join the election since I have received a lot of messages in these couple days saying that I am better and more trustworthy.
- Mrs. Tong: Everyone thinks that I am the greatest wife of all. I can talk and act better than the chief executive to be!!! Super Star!!!
Feb 11, 2012
男與女的好結果
受Concert YY的影響，今天再上youtube去懷舊一翻。
男與女兩個大不同的你沒有好結果。
李蕙敏
黃耀明
同樣對愛人的恨，男與女的分別可以很大（從演譯的角度看）。女來得歇斯底里，內心毫無保留的宣洩出來，由頭帶到未；男則要把感情忍藏，抑壓的恨也許要等到最後才叫喊兩聲，也許苦永遠只有自己知。
很喜歡李蕙敏和黃耀明，他們演譯得很好，也想不到其他歌手可取代。不知他們會否合唱？
男與女兩個大不同的你沒有好結果。
李蕙敏
黃耀明
同樣對愛人的恨，男與女的分別可以很大（從演譯的角度看）。女來得歇斯底里，內心毫無保留的宣洩出來，由頭帶到未；男則要把感情忍藏，抑壓的恨也許要等到最後才叫喊兩聲，也許苦永遠只有自己知。
很喜歡李蕙敏和黃耀明，他們演譯得很好，也想不到其他歌手可取代。不知他們會否合唱？
那些年 @ Concert YY
我沒有買票看黃偉文作品展 Concert YY。
只好在 Youtube 上懷念一下當年情。。。
有我愛的明哥+彭羚。
還有想當年所有香港女人都懂唱的(你沒有)好結果+活得比你好。
你沒有好結果
作曲：Keith Yip
填詞：黃偉文
編曲：蔡德才
傷了的女人 別走這樣近
被人拋棄的女人殘忍
全都怪你離開我 臨走也繼續傷我
見我粉身碎骨 還點上一把火
可以死了心 但忍不住恨
但求天會追究這男人
仍相信有場好戲 命中已注定等你
報應日漸臨近來清算你罪行
今天淌血是我心 即將痛在你心
身份對調發生
來讓你一生最喜歡和珍惜那人
也摧毀你一生完全沒半點惻隱
#等欣賞你被某君 一刀插入你心
加點眼淚陪襯
來讓你清楚我當初嘗到的折磨
也親身試清楚如凡事亦有因果
這算不算狠 我撫心自問
無人想變得那麼殘忍
如果見你離開我 日子更快樂的過
我會傷得更深 餘生也不甘心
Repeat #
將當天那自卑感 當天那無依感
都雙倍回贈你
來讓你清楚我當初嘗到的折磨
也親身試清楚如凡事亦有因果
活得比你好
作曲：葉健華
作詞：黃偉文
編曲：葉健華/麥皓輪
在那一年 是你離開了我
令我低估自己 自信心往下沉
是那一年 自我沉溺放縱
為你摧毀肉身 為你遭遢靈魂
跌到了最暗處 人忽爾明了
賠掉我一生 未見得使你關心
明日我必須振作 這段情當作
從未發生 (從沒有傷我心)
然後每一天 活得好你一點
來讓你今天碰見 那日離棄我 原是你損失
事隔幾年 在眼前這個我
活得比你更好 (還多得你鼓舞)
只好在 Youtube 上懷念一下當年情。。。
有我愛的明哥+彭羚。
還有想當年所有香港女人都懂唱的(你沒有)好結果+活得比你好。
你沒有好結果
作曲：Keith Yip
填詞：黃偉文
編曲：蔡德才
傷了的女人 別走這樣近
被人拋棄的女人殘忍
全都怪你離開我 臨走也繼續傷我
見我粉身碎骨 還點上一把火
可以死了心 但忍不住恨
但求天會追究這男人
仍相信有場好戲 命中已注定等你
報應日漸臨近來清算你罪行
今天淌血是我心 即將痛在你心
身份對調發生
來讓你一生最喜歡和珍惜那人
也摧毀你一生完全沒半點惻隱
#等欣賞你被某君 一刀插入你心
加點眼淚陪襯
來讓你清楚我當初嘗到的折磨
也親身試清楚如凡事亦有因果
這算不算狠 我撫心自問
無人想變得那麼殘忍
如果見你離開我 日子更快樂的過
我會傷得更深 餘生也不甘心
Repeat #
將當天那自卑感 當天那無依感
都雙倍回贈你
來讓你清楚我當初嘗到的折磨
也親身試清楚如凡事亦有因果
活得比你好
作曲：葉健華
作詞：黃偉文
編曲：葉健華/麥皓輪
在那一年 是你離開了我
令我低估自己 自信心往下沉
是那一年 自我沉溺放縱
為你摧毀肉身 為你遭遢靈魂
跌到了最暗處 人忽爾明了
賠掉我一生 未見得使你關心
明日我必須振作 這段情當作
從未發生 (從沒有傷我心)
然後每一天 活得好你一點
來讓你今天碰見 那日離棄我 原是你損失
事隔幾年 在眼前這個我
活得比你更好 (還多得你鼓舞)
New Year New Start
Time to start over again.
I had spent the past few months travelling and posted photos/journey on facebook.
Here, the Blogger... I am back.
I had spent the past few months travelling and posted photos/journey on facebook.
Here, the Blogger... I am back.
Aug 25, 2011
Find What You Love
It was not difficult to find something about Steve Jobs the last couple days. Below is one of the most inspiring ones, especially at this moment of my life... when I am taking a break, thinking about my life, the past and the future...
Jobs on Life: 'Find What You Love'
Steve Jobs, who stepped down as CEO of Apple Wednesday after having been on medical leave, reflected on his life, career and mortality in a well-known commencement address at Stanford University in 2005.
Here, read the text of of that address:
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.
Jobs on Life: 'Find What You Love'
Steve Jobs, who stepped down as CEO of Apple Wednesday after having been on medical leave, reflected on his life, career and mortality in a well-known commencement address at Stanford University in 2005.
Here, read the text of of that address:
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.
May 25, 2011
母與子之莊子篇
母與子在超級市場，正討論今晚買乜餸。
媽：仔，你今晚想食乜？
仔：食牛扒。
媽：衰仔，啲牛扒假㗎，佢地用牛肉膏搽响啲豬肉道，呃我啲錢。
仔：噉食豬扒喇。
媽：啲豬會發豬瘟㗎。
仔：噉食雞囉。
媽：啲雞有禽流感呀。
仔：噉食鴨喇。
媽：衰仔，都話有禽流感咯，上次佢地仲質咗幾隻假蛋落隻鴨度，呃咗我七蚊。
仔：噉我淨係食雞蛋喇。
媽：都話有假蛋咯。
仔：食魚囉，魚有益吖。
媽：你冇聽過孔雀石綠咩？
仔：食海鮮喇。
媽：啲海水比啲工廠污染哂喇。
仔：噉食菜囉。
媽：啲菜好多農藥㗎。
仔：食有機嗰啲囉。
媽：你唔好噤幼稚啦，報紙都有賣啦，好多有機呃人㗎。
仔：噉豉油撈飯喇。
媽：啲豉油假㗎，係啲坑渠水溝鹽，食死你呀。
仔：腐乳撈飯囉。
媽：生cancer吖。
仔：噉淨係食飯喇。
媽：衰仔，啲飯糖份好高㗎，肥死你呀。
仔：我飲奶喇。
媽：你唔驚三聚氰胺咩？
仔：媽，我決定咗喇。我不食五穀，吸風飲露；乘雲氣，御飛龍，而遊乎四海之外。我升仙喇！
媽：你估你真係莊子咩，啲風同啲露都有輻射㗎！
以上是小女子對當代食物有感而發之廢噏。
媽：仔，你今晚想食乜？
仔：食牛扒。
媽：衰仔，啲牛扒假㗎，佢地用牛肉膏搽响啲豬肉道，呃我啲錢。
仔：噉食豬扒喇。
媽：啲豬會發豬瘟㗎。
仔：噉食雞囉。
媽：啲雞有禽流感呀。
仔：噉食鴨喇。
媽：衰仔，都話有禽流感咯，上次佢地仲質咗幾隻假蛋落隻鴨度，呃咗我七蚊。
仔：噉我淨係食雞蛋喇。
媽：都話有假蛋咯。
仔：食魚囉，魚有益吖。
媽：你冇聽過孔雀石綠咩？
仔：食海鮮喇。
媽：啲海水比啲工廠污染哂喇。
仔：噉食菜囉。
媽：啲菜好多農藥㗎。
仔：食有機嗰啲囉。
媽：你唔好噤幼稚啦，報紙都有賣啦，好多有機呃人㗎。
仔：噉豉油撈飯喇。
媽：啲豉油假㗎，係啲坑渠水溝鹽，食死你呀。
仔：腐乳撈飯囉。
媽：生cancer吖。
仔：噉淨係食飯喇。
媽：衰仔，啲飯糖份好高㗎，肥死你呀。
仔：我飲奶喇。
媽：你唔驚三聚氰胺咩？
仔：媽，我決定咗喇。我不食五穀，吸風飲露；乘雲氣，御飛龍，而遊乎四海之外。我升仙喇！
媽：你估你真係莊子咩，啲風同啲露都有輻射㗎！
以上是小女子對當代食物有感而發之廢噏。
Why Dream???
Why Dream?
Not that I don't belong to the real world. Not that I can't live in the reality. Just that... it doesn't hurt to live with some dreams. They can be fun. They bring creativity. They provide energy. They brighten my life.
夢？為何？
不是說我不屬於現實世界，不是說我要脫離現實，只是夢與錯沒有直接關係。夢是趣、是創意、是能源，夢令生命添上無限色彩。
Not that I don't belong to the real world. Not that I can't live in the reality. Just that... it doesn't hurt to live with some dreams. They can be fun. They bring creativity. They provide energy. They brighten my life.
夢？為何？
不是說我不屬於現實世界，不是說我要脫離現實，只是夢與錯沒有直接關係。夢是趣、是創意、是能源，夢令生命添上無限色彩。
My New Blog. My New Dream.
This is not my first blog but I have decided to start a new one which is set to be viewed by everyone to share my life, my random thoughts and my dreams!
這並不是我第一個blog，但我決定開一個新的，樣我可以與所有人分享我的生活、我的隨想、我的夢！
這並不是我第一個blog，但我決定開一個新的，樣我可以與所有人分享我的生活、我的隨想、我的夢！
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