One the best pieces of advice that was given to me when I was teenager was, “Just Do It”.


It doesn’t matter if you fail, or fall on your face. You still attempted to do something you’ve never done before. You had an experience that you can write about, you can learn from, you can share. Do it anyway.


Don’t doubt yourself. You will always have people who will try to prevent you from your attempt. Don’t add to the list of nay-sayers. And do it anyway.


Don’t worry if you don’t think you have everything you need in your attempt. You will never have everything you need. Do it anyway.


If you have FEAR, remember two things. One is that FEAR is an acronym that stands for F*ck Everything And Run. You might feel that way. So just acknowledge the FEAR and do it anyway.


Recently I attended a class on art marketing. Didn’t know what to expect nor did I know it was going to be four hours long.


I learned much about what to expect in this field and how to further define my some of goals. Later on, we will look into advertising, esp. on the Internet.


It’s exciting.


The instructor provided us with some links to illustrate some of his points.


The following is from one those links. It’s titled “Sol Lewitt’s Advice To Eva Hesse: Don’t Worry About Cool, Make Your Own Uncool”. Here is except from one of his letters, and reflects the same philosophy.


“Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, grasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, numbling, rumbling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO!”


The entire letter can be found at:




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Coming Back or I’m Glad I Am Wrong


This morning (3/31/2018) I ran in the Challenge 5K race in Irvine, CA. I didn’t feel my best and I didn’t have the coordination nor the speed I am accustomed to running. I even got tired during the race and that rarely happens in a 5K race for me.

It was about 10 months ago that I had an operation to remove a cancer mass. And had some minor complications and chemotherapy. The body (my body in fact!) lost some of its strength, endurance, and coordination as the body had to readjust itself.

I did run two 5K races last year but I know it was by sheer will that I completed both and I needed a long nap afterwards.

So I didn’t run for about 3 months. I figured it was enough for the body (my body!) to recover sufficiently to run a 5K without any heavy side effects.

I was wrong. Since I hadn’t done any running my body was not in it’s best shape. It was struggle, and I knew (or at least I thought) my pace was slow.

What surprised me was my time was 23:08, which might be slow to all you speed demons on the racecourse. But for me – it is good news.

Even better news is that I placed 1st (!) in my age group. YEAH! I didn’t think I was anywhere close. I’m glad I was wrong!

Here is a photo that speaks over 1000 words.


Rob with two medals. One for finishing the race, the second is for coming in first in the 50-54 age category.


Now I’ve always been a little on the skinny side. I can’t break the habit or change my metabolism,

After the race, my sister and my niece went shopping. For those who don’t know, JC Penny’s is going out of business and have having sales 80% to 90% off most clothing.

So we went to find some deals. I was surprised. But I don’t mean about the discounts.
I may not know too much about the American waistlines, but everything seemed large and wide to me. For me, it seemed all the men’s shirts, shorts, and pants came in only two sizes, way too big and way too wide. I might have a thin waist, but does everything have fit wide on me?


Don’t we have enough skinny, slender, or thin Americans to make it worthwhile to department stores to carry the narrower sizes? Are we American really this obese? Are the majority couch potatoes? Is it true that so many people cannot touch, and some not even see, their own toes? If true, then we Americans are in trouble.


I hope I am wrong.





Every now and then I like to look up the definition of words, some common, some quite new, some foreign and sometimes even long words (I’m a bit of a sesquipedalian).


But the following is a common, monosyllabic word in English, which I found to be especially appropriate today. 😉


SPRING 1 (+S) [n. (1) The season after winter (and representing the end of cold winters in many places) and before summer, (2) A place where water wells up from an underground source, (3) A device, typically a helical coil, esp. one made out of metal, that can be pressed or pulled but returns to its former shape when released, (4) An elastic or bouncing quality]


SPRING 2 (+IER, +IEST) [adj. (1) Of, pertaining to, characteristic of, or suitable for the season of Spring, (2) Elastic]


SPRING 3 (SPRANG, +ING, +S) (2) [v. (1) To move, esp. by jumping, suddenly upward or forward, (2) To originate or arise from, (3) To pay for someone, esp. as an unexpected treat]


The days are going to get warmer, longer and stronger.

Enjoy them.



Poetic Donut


I’m not much of a poet

everyone knows it. 

So here is a donut

to speak out

on a special day.




A donut,
a torus,
nothing between us.




Look further,
look inside,
there is PI

(A=4 × π² × R × r)
(V=2 × π² × R × r²)




Happy National PI day!



A Donut Party


My beautiful picture


Two weekends ago my niece had her 12th birthday party. The theme, very appropriate for her age, was “DONUTS”.

So we had inner tube racing (they look like donuts), throwing basketballs through hoops (because they look the holes in donuts), and of course, lots and lots of donuts. They were on the cake, on the tables, in boxes, and everywhere else. One could say there were a tribble of donuts (a reference, a homage, and a nod to the various tribble epidemic episodes of Star Trek).


I helped with Jenga, ran the musical chairs game, and presented the donut trivia quiz. See below if you want to play but remember, this quiz is geared for 12 year olds.




What I brought back (other than the various foods like pizza, chocolate, but nary a donut) was a sense of nostalgia. A missing of carefree days.


When I was twelve I was into running, swimming, staying up at night, didn’t need to shower (but I did, if only because I enjoyed the water), reading my fantasy and sci-fi books, and freely enjoying hamburgers, cherry cokes, and ice cream.


I was skinny, agile, and somewhat shy, esp. with girls.


Where did those days go?


Life demands a hefty and high price for maturity.


The Pursuit of Excellence and Making the Palate Happy


When I was younger, say about 10 years old, I loved donuts. But the best ones were those with a chocolate frosting and nuts on the top. And because of my fast metabolism, even back then, I didn’t stop at just one. 😉 Usually I could eat two, or three if no one was watching.


And when I joined the Boy Scouts (pre-teen years), they had a donut for sale one Sunday a month after each Mass. Of course, I volunteered for such wonderful, sweet (literally!) opportunity.


I grew out of donuts sometime in my mid-teen years. Mostly because of health and problems with the sugar content. I was maturing and didn’t want any pimples or stomach ailments to disturb my good looking appearance (forgive my vanity – but that was my thinking way back then! =)


I prefer muffins now. And most of my friend know (at least those whom I have told) that my favorite muffin is banana nut. There does seem to be a carry-over from my donut days.


Now, the best banana nut muffins are from Knott’s Berry Farm. Not only are they bigger than most varieties, but they have the nuts and banana flavor throughout the muffin, not just on the top as most other muffins in the various donut shops, cafés, and restaurants that sell them.


The only drawback is you have to go to Knott’s to purchase these delightful muffins. Which may be one of the reasons I bought a season pass to Knott’s. Hmm, something to think about.


I’ve been told I am picky with my food. That is probably true. But I am also looking to improve my taste buds and make my palate happier.


To that pursuit, I found a bagel that may even surpass my present favorite muffin. I didn’t even know this new flavor existed. And it’s right here in Huntington Beach.


The new bagel has pineapple and coconut and is known as a Hawaiian.




And wow! – it’s a good, fulfilling flavor and texture. More tests are needed.