Through friends.

Probably picked my nose or something like that.

Only once, if I'm lucky.

Have I ever actually tried to? No. Have I ever considered it? I plead the fifth.

I'd probably try to build something like Vicki from Small Wonder and then quickly regret it. Should've gone for the Waffle Bot instead.

With good sushi.

Would you believe "Shape of You" by Ed Sheeran?

Cara.

It's almost midnight, so, barely.

Coffee.

I donated bone marrow several years ago.

In no particular order: 1) make it out to Hong Kong again specifically for the hawker centers; 2) swim in the world's largest swimming pool, currently at San Alfonso del Mar Resort in Chile; 3) get Cara to try shawarma.

The Yes Men as a whole. It runs the gamut of emotions. Fun, exciting, challenging, sometimes embarrassing as hell, you name it.

Penguin fossils revealed that penguins were once around six feet tall.

My mom. She made sure that I was shielded from the mess that her marriage to my dad turned into, and made sure that we both landed on our feet despite all of it.

I don't think I have a favorite or a least favorite? Other than the usual pejorative terms.

Bed.

I've won a couple of races. Hard work, training, and sheer dumb luck.

Hacking Darwin: Genetic Engineering and the Future of Humanity by Jamie Metzl. I might give Magic for Liars by Sarah Gailey or The Nickel Boys by Colson Whitehead a spin next.

One. That's it.

I thought I'd be a New Yorker for life. I took a gamble, got recruited by Cal for swimming, and I've been here ever since.

Showering at night > showering in the morning. Toilet paper flap goes over the roll, not under.

Mechagodzilla is great but just LOOK AT KING GHIDORAH.

Probably my laptop, if only for all of the personal, practical (and encrypted) information that it holds about my life.

Dirty Dancing, duh.

Michael Jordan, Carli Lloyd, Muhammad Ali

Smart assistants' use and popularity will grow. Speech recognition will continue to get better which you'd think would mean better speech-to-text translators but that's probably not going to happen. We continue to give up a lot of our privacy for technology that's fun or easy to use. We don't know who else owns our data or what it's going to be used for. It's midnight thirty so this is just a ramble.

I refuse to answer this question right now.

I'd get an extra hour of sleep and then spend the rest of the time with you.

"You're tall for an Asian guy." Not random, not...really a compliment. Happens a lot.

A good night's sleep, a great cup of coffee, a slow breakfast.

Hang on, let me go check my mirror.

Always.

If I knew, I'd be there already. But I'm happy where I am.

That I'm going to step on a Lego at 2AM.

Sleep.

I'd show Jeremiah how to build stuff.

Bali.

It's a party just because. Relaxed, come and go as you please, and grab some food if you want. Aesthetic? Do you have a Pinterest board for that?

Sneakers.

Taking pride in ignorance.

Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Probably showing off all of the great hawkers at some of the night markets in Hong Kong.

Anything involving a plane.

Ask me again in a week. Why do I have to do this? Because of space?

Somewhere in between erring on the side of minimalism.

String cheese and pistachios.

What?

Going to work.

Going to work.

You don't want me to choose this.

Okonomiyaki from Hiroshima, xiao long bao from Din Tai Fun, and this duck noodle soup that my mom makes but she refused to teach me how.

Anything in aviation.

Too many children.

Noodles' personal assistant.

Nothing.

Nothing!

I wish my Mandarin were better. I wish I spoke Cantonese, too.

Too many to choose from.

12.31.18

In 'n' Out.

I don't have that many!

I stubbed my toe on the coffee table. My eyes welled up from the pain.

The alt-right.

Scallions and cooking oil.

Mothman.

Pfft, yeah right.

How to cook the perfect breakfast.

Teleportation.

Gluttony.

Charity and humility.

Your face.