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Fish are Friends

This is my fish tank. It’s calming to watch. All the plants in the tank are live plants. I’m waiting for them to grow and fill in a little bit to remove the gaps in the tank.

Bristle Nose Pleco.

Siamese Algae Eater.

German Blue Ram Cichlid.

Another Ram Cichlid.

Angelfish. Big and small.

Panda Cory taking on a bigger meal than he can stomach.

Angelfish again.

Smaller Bristle Nose Pleco. This one barely has bristles.

I love my fish tank. It’s not very much work to maintain, much less than any other pet you might have, and it’s very relaxing to sit and watch. While most people don’t see it, fish have personalities. It’s not like I just keep a box of water in my living room.

Lather. Rinse. Repeat. No more.

I work. I eat. I sleep. I Internet.

I’m not one of those people bitching about my life. I’m quite happy. Life is what it is, but sometimes you want something a little different to change things up. I think I want to pick up a hobby/skill. It doesn’t have to be new. I was thinking of some of the following options. Maybe you guys can vote on it.

Smoking. No, I’m not picking up cigarettes and cigars are left for Scotch nights. I have a little electric smoker that just hasn’t gotten enough usage. I’ve smoked chickens, a turkey, fish, and ribs on several occasions. Still I don’t feel like I’ve gotten a good grasp on the whole process. Maybe I can commit myself to using the smoker once a week.

Guitar. I haven’t touched my guitars in over two years. The acoustic and classical are sitting in my closet, and I gave my Gibson and amp to my brother over two years ago as an indefinite loan. This would be something easy to pick up again, and it wouldn’t cost me much money since I have all the equipment.

Drums. I borrowed a set of drums from a friend back in high school, and my roommate had a set in my apartment in college for a little while before everyone started complaining. I was thinking I could go to the local music store that gives lessons and wail on some toms and crashes to get some energy out.

Martial arts. Being Asian you are normally born with one of two skills, the ability to do multivariable calculus in your head or the ability to chop boards in half with your bare hands. I have neither, so I would like to pick up the cooler of the two abilities. It would be a great way to get some exercise. Also, I will probably be pretty good at it being the biggest person in the class with all the little kids getting their yellow belts.

Sewing. Nah. I can sew buttons back onto my shirt, but I have no interest in making my own velour suits…or do I?

Drawing. I have next to no ability to draw. My hand won’t move where my brain tells it to go. My friends that can draw tell me it’s more practice than anything. This hobby would definitely take a lot of practice, but it might be worth it so all my airplanes don’t look like turds with wings.

So there you have it. What should I do to add more variety to my life? Maybe I’ll just screwed it all take up drinking.

Am I Still Mad?

As the today’s work day progressed, a problem came to light. Someone in my office made a mistake on a rush order that has already been delivered to the customer. It turns out the wrong line items were quoted, and that one line item was holding up the customer’s project. Now I have to get to the customer’s job site at 6:00 AM to deliver the proper material. Is it wrong that I wanted to slap the person that made the mistake (repeatedly)? I was in a pretty crappy mood the whole drive home just thinking about being forced to bed early and wake up before the sun even makes its first appearance.

Then I came home to this.

My Nikon D90 arrived! (If you’re at all into photography, you seriously need to check this one out. It’s a gem.) Suddenly spirits were lifted, and I became care free. I ripped into the box after dinner and held it in my hands. Although I was alone in the room, I know I had a grin on my face. Then I realized that since I have to go to bed shortly, I shouldn’t bother diving into the manuals to see all the features available. My demeanor soured again.

It made me realize how easily work can affect our mood. That’s why it’s important not to let work consume or define us. That’s why we have hobbies, like photography. Unfortunately for me, my new toy showed up at an inopportune time, but I’m trying to take it in stride. It’s just one day where things didn’t go right, not the end of the world. I’ll be tired, but after I get through tomorrow, my life is my own again…at least for two days.