Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Brandt Peters, Dunny, Kidrobot, Life, Life Style, Munny, Toys, Urban, Vinyl
Kidrobot definitely takes a nice chunk out of my paycheck every month. Here are the items that I plan on purchasing, however the AV stool is in discussion.

For $300, you can pick this log stool up at Kidrobot retailers. If you have the Amanda Visell Wood Dunny, this will be a great addition to the mini log that came with the dunny.

Lately there seems to be a lot of projects featuring Brandt Peters and truthfully, I think he deserves all the work. Peters is extremely talented and I love his use to gray and black tones. This is a set that I am anticipating. The damage is $9.95 each.

Now I haven’t purchased zipper pulls for quite some time, but I am breaking the habit next month for the release of the Munny World Character Zipper Pulls. I mean for $2.95, you cant go wrong. That’s like $75.00 a case?
Overall, looks like a solid month for Kidrobot, but I’m still waiting for the Kozik bears and the new GID munnys.
Here is a recent clip of my boy Joey Tee training at White Lotus. He lives in Japan now, but he visits often… Keep in mind, he is only 15 years old and has been doing this for less than a year…he’s a beast.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Art, Chinatown, family, Life, Life Style
My sister, her boyfriend Nathan, and I went to my favorite place this past Saturday..Chinatown! I enjoy going to Chinatown for the delicious dim sum, the abundance of Gundam models, and all the other random crap you can get for cheap.
Our primary reason for going was to drop off artwork to get framed and pick up my art pieces that I dropped off over a week ago. The quality is superb, I’ll show pictures later.
I was basically their chauffeur and tour guide for the day. After the long journey south, we headed back to pick up Roro Rock from work. We eventually ended the day watching a few DVDs that I bought from Chinatown and going out to eat at TGIF. Being with family is definitely a pleasure and something that I highly enjoy.
Now onto the framed art work pieces.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Complicated, Music, Nivea, RnB, You TUbe
Lately I’ve been playing this song on replay. I recently discovered this song on my iTouch playlist. This song gives me sort of an old school RnB feel, none of that new crap on the radio. Enjoy the video from Soul Train…Soul Train was where I learned how to dance lol.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Life Style, Mini Dunks, Shoes, Toys, Urban
So I don’t know what happened, but apparently I got some free toys! Can’t complain to that. I walked into my cubicle just like every other day, but I had a package in front of my keyboard. I was surprised because I haven’t bought any mini dunks for quite some time, so I had no idea what I was getting. Opened up the package and 3 Mini Dunks came out! I already have two of them, but hey, I can’t complain.
To the Jonhobby or whoever gave me these, thanks a bunch.
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Huck Gee just released his new print. It is evident that you can see his signature style throughout.
Each print is signed and numbered. You can get yours from Huck’s online store. What’s the damage? It’s only $75!
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Drunken Tiger, Kpop, Tasha, Tiger JK, Yoon Mi Rae, youtube
Yoon Mi Rae and Tiger JK have to be the definition of a Hip Hop Duo. I admire these two individual’s so much, just because they have a real and true relationship that glows in both of their faces when they look at each other. Watching both of them perform together is such a treat in itself. Excuse me for geeking out, but these two individuals have influenced my life greatly. Although I never met any of them, their music has been nothing less than inspirational.
I hate it when people refer to Tigger as “she,” even after I said that he is a he!
I think it isn’t one of my biggest pet peeves. I don’t mind people talking to Tigger like he is a baby, but when you start referring to him as a she, that makes me irritated.
I think I get irritated because I’m able to tell what Pomeranian is what sex.
Throwback, well not that far back, but I do like this song and the meaning behind it. If you want someone to translate, you can ask my Korean friend, Yong Chong, who is now a rapper that goes by the name of Yong Money…
On Sunday I had the pleasure of hanging out with my Father…something that I don’t do as often as I would like. There was something completely different about our get together. I felt as if I was finally able to be myself, able to a son.
For years, 24 years to be exact, I have been nothing less than fearful of my Father. He resembled that Vietnamese close minded alpha male born and raised in Vietnam. Growing up, I have always been scared of my Father. It was awkward, he was a kind individual, but could lash out randomly and it would make me terrified of him. I kept my distance just because of how reserved I felt towards him and how he didn’t approve much of my life or life style.
When I sat down at the restaurant with my father on Sunday, I couldn’t help but keep staring at his face. I remember when his face was smooth from my toddler days, and now I can see every wrinkle mark near his eyes. It was evident to me that my father has been aging.
I’ve kept this visual image of him in my mind for years. I would just remember being scared of him with the grumpiest look a child can imagine. Unfortunately, I kept that image in my mind for years and failed to see any change in my father. The fact is my father has been changing long ago, accepted me long ago, but I failed to open up and see the changes.
Looking back on these past few years, I see that my father has been nothing but kind and giving to my sister and I, a loving father as well I may say. Also it was me that was lashing at my father, being annoyed with almost anything he had to say…I was a bad son, perhaps a perfect resemblance of zero patience.
The man in front of my eyes was nothing less than the father I have always wanted but never fully given a chance to. As aging comes, changes arrive. It’s time I make a change and finally let down my guard and be there for my father.
I’m sorry Pops…












