so i tried out the new gombei (homestead and lawrence in santa clara) today. the menu is different, and they have a full sushi bar there (and the sushi looks cheap). what is disappointing is that they don't have the "gombei" combination (which is what i get about 80% of the time), so today, i got the chicken katsu curry. the curry was decent, but the chicken was a little thin, and not very juicy. still, though, it was good enough to warrant me going there fairly frequently, now that there's a japanese restaurant near my workplace.
debugging is going ok, but there are two testcases which are giving me real headaches. i fixed the pinmuxing, but there are some mismatches in the read data that i have no idea how to debug. *RAAR* i really hate the fact that i inherited these old legacy modules. that's one reason to work for a startup: you get to start with these brand new, fresh designs, and you don't have to maintain any old shit. ugh.
when i got home last night, the temperature on my thermostat was a balmy 80 degrees. i immediately stripped off all my clothes and spent the rest of the night naked. and, i had a hard time falling asleep; i'm guessing it was 85 or even higher in my bedroom. tonight's going to be even worse; it was already 78 this morning when i went to work. yikes! i hope this heat wave will end soon, or else it's going to be an unbearable summer.
i miss smoking naked. back when i lived at leghorn, during the brief period between jay moving out and alan moving in, i would have naked cigarette breaks on the balcony. i lived on the third floor, and i had a fairly private vantage point, so after taking showers at night, i would partially air dry outside with a smoke. that was really nice. i also remember smoking naked in my room when i went to japan back in 2001, and that was pretty cool, too; i just had to be careful not to burn myself when i ashed.
for some reason, my left testicle is really sore. i think it's drooping low or something, so i'm squashing it when i sit down. i hope that's the problem, and it's not testicular cancer or anything. speaking of which, i need to schedule my annual physical. it's already may! my primary physician at palo alto medical foundation retired this year, and he assigned me to this other doctor somewhere at the los altos branch. i think this doctor is a woman, so i wonder if i'll feel weird dropping my pants for her. what if she's hot, and i get a boner? ha! you know that i'll be trying to stare down at her cleavage when she kneels in front of me to check my balls.
basketball is taking its toll on my feet. my ankles and soles are really sore these days. the thing is, we don't even play on hard floors; the floors at city beach are lined with this plastic tile, so that should be softer than the concrete you get at outdoor venues. ugh. i wonder how professional athletes handle the rigors of an 82-game season, not including playoffs.
in terms of other exercise, i am itching to play tennis and taiko. the former should be easy: just grab a friend and go play. maybe i'll do it when the weather cools down. that latter one, though, is all about commitment. there is a group readily available to play with in mountain view, right where i live. i know most of the people in the group, and they're friends of mine. so what's stopping me? the answer: the practice (and performance) schedule. they practice three days a week, and i just don't know if i can do that. but for the past few weeks, i have been thinking about it more and more. we'll see if i do anything about it.
it's nice to see that stanford is back up at the top of the director's cup standings. i just checked wikipedia today, and after trailing cal for a while, we're in the lead once again. yay! talk about a dynasty!
i can't wait to go home and pluck my cheek hairs. i've been rubbing my left cheek all day, feeling all the little stubbly follicles that have reared their heads. for some reason, my left cheek hairs grow faster than my right ones. go figure. also, am i the only guy who has hair growing out of his scrotum? not a lot, though; just like one or two stray hairs. it's really weird-looking, having like 2-inch strands coming out of my ball-sack.
i think i've completely outgrown _friends_ and _seinfeld_. i used to love those two shows, but now, i find neither of them funny anymore. in fact, i now get annoyed by the laugh tracks. hm. is there such a thing as a humor gap, similar to an age gap? i wonder if i'll ever grow tired of _scrubs_ them, like in 10 years or so.
i'm debating whether or not i should go to red mango this weekend. tomorrow's the alleged opening day, but i wonder if they'll need a few weeks to get their machines calibrated to optimal quality. i remember the first time i tried mel's place, the frozen yogurt was all icy and stuff; i needed a second try before it was all creamy and nice. maybe red mango will need the same treatment, and i don't want to drive down there this weekend and be disappointed with the first impression.
damn, my left nut is sore.