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hi, my name is ethan. i post here my random thought of the day.

Aug 24

Two-tier economy

New York Times had a piece on on-demand delivery today, and one quote stroke me at the end of the article:

"On-demand delivery could create a two-tier economy — the people who can afford to hire others to do their errands and the people who do them."

It’s not just on-demand delivery. I think the entire sharing economy is pushing us to the two-tier economy trend.


May 16

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her (via ratsoff)

(via khuyi)


Apr 16
“Not everything has a smell: only substances volatile enough to spray microscopic particles into the air. Many things we encounter each day – including stone, glass, steel, and ivory – don’t evaporate when they stand at room temperature, so we don’t smell them. If you heat cabbage, it becomes more volatile (some of its particles evaporate into the air) and it suddenly smells stronger. Weightlessness makes astronauts lose taste and smell in space. In the absence of gravity, molecules cannot be volatile, so few of them get into our noses deeply enough to register as odors. This is a problem for nutritionists designing space food. Much of the taste of food depends on its smell; some chemists have gone so far as to claim that wine is simply a tasteless liquid that is deeply fragrant. Drink wine with a head cold, and you’ll taste water, they say. Before something can be tasted, it has to be dissolved in liquid (for example hard candy has to melt in saliva); and before something can be smelled, it has to be airborne. We taste only four flavors: sweet, sour, salt, and bitter. That means that everything else we call “flavor”; is really “odor”; And many of the foods we think we can smell we can only taste. Sugar isn’t volatile, so we don’t smell it, even though we taste it intensely. If we have a mouthful of something delicious, which we want to savor and contemplate, we exhale; this drives the air in our mouths across our olfactory receptors, so we can smell it better.” The Science of Smell

Mar 26

theatlantic:

In Focus: St. Petersburg from Above

Recently, photographer Amos Chapple spent some time in Saint Petersburg, Russia’s second-largest city. He used a small drone to lift his camera high above the cathedrals and fortresses, capturing some amazing aerial photos. Chapple: “There’s a legend in Russia that Saint Petersburg was constructed in the blue heavens and lowered in one piece into the marshland, ‘for how otherwise could a city so beautiful exist in a region so bleak.’” Chapple, has previously showed us Stalin’s Rope Roads, and took us on a trip to Turkmenistan.

Read more.


Mar 25
“You will be shocked, kids, when you discover how easy it is in life to part ways with people forever.

That’s why, when you find someone you want to keep around, you do something about it.”
How I Met Your Mother (via hull-94)

(via khuyi)


Mar 17
mustlovetruffle:

Per ethanyc's request. Souffle from Joel Robuchon. And yes, it was delicious! ;-)

It was on par with the souffle from Le Cinq in Paris, which says a lot. A must order.

mustlovetruffle:

Per ethanyc's request. Souffle from Joel Robuchon. And yes, it was delicious! ;-)

It was on par with the souffle from Le Cinq in Paris, which says a lot. A must order.


Feb 20

Muraga Steps, SF, overlooking Inner Sunset


Feb 19

Sunday, 19 June 1836

MY BELOVED ANGEL,

I am nearly mad about you, as much as one can be mad: I cannot bring together two ideas that you do not interpose yourself between them. I can no longer think of nothing but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me. As for my heart, there you will always be — very much so. I have a delicious sense of you there. But my God, what is to become of me, if you have deprived me of my reason? This is a monomania which, this morning, terrifies me. I rise up every moment say to myself, ‘Come, I am going there!’ Then I sit down again, moved by the sense of my obligations. There is a frightful conflict. This is not a life. I have never before been like that. You have devoured everything. I feel foolish and happy as soon as I let myself think of you. I whirl round in a delicious dream in which in one instant I live a thousand years. What a horrible situation! Overcome with love, feeling love in every pore, living only for love, and seeing oneself consumed by griefs, and caught in a thousand spiders’ threads. O, my darling Eva, you did not know it. I picked up your card. It is there before me, and I talked to you as if you were here. I see you, as I did yesterday, beautiful, astonishingly beautiful. Yesterday, during the whole evening, I said to myself ‘She is mine!’ Ah! The angels are not as happy in Paradise as I was yesterday!

Farnam Street Blog

Mar 1

Namibian Nights from Squiver on Vimeo.

Beautiful.


Feb 27

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness. — Bertrand Russell


Jan 19
“At the same time, this balance sheet pressure and worries about counterparty risk have led to a significant rise in term borrowing rates. Banks that are sellers of funds have shifted to the overnight market to preserve their liquidity, and this shift has starved the term market of funds, pushing those rates higher …. Moreover, the increased reliance by banks on overnight funding increases rollover risk and may limit the willingness of banks to expand their balance sheets to accommodate the deleveraging of the nonbank financial sector.” Bill Dudley, 9/18/2007

Jan 5

2013

In 2013:

One resolution: write more letters. Hopefully the pen and paper type.

One goal: make kimchi at least once.

And a list of things to keep in mind, and to check back in 360 days:

  • Spend more time to remember; and more effort to forget.
  • Spend more time away from technology and read, stare, or be bored.
  • Cook a bit more.
  • Exercise a little.
  • Hope. Because God will open another door somewhere.

Nov 9

China Blocks Google, Again

From TNW:

While the domains play.google.com and plus.google.com aren’t specifically mentioned, it seems that the Google Play Store and Google+, as well as pretty much any other service hosted on Google.com are also being blocked.

As the once-every-five-year 18th Party Congress is under way, Google gets the block treatment. Not good news when for Google when its market share in China has just dipped below 5%

Now, more bad news for Google: imagine if you are trying to sell a Android smartphone. You can:

  • Sell a stock Android device, and risk your users not being able to access search, app store, and most basic functions of a modern smartphone for the foreseeable future
  • Port Android. Like Xiaomi, Lenovo, etc. Sell tons of cheap phones and hope developers jump on the bandwagon.

The second option is clearly the safer choice. Still think Google will take off on mobile in China? 


Oct 20
inothernews:

POKESTACKS   The world’s tallest building, the Burj Khalifa, jutted above the fog in Dubai Friday. A natural phenomena occurs every year around this time as the temperature begins to drop and humidity meets cooler air, forming the rolling fog. (Photo: Bjoern Lauen / National News / Zuma Press via The Wall Street Journal)

Looks a lot better than the Daly City fog

inothernews:

POKESTACKS   The world’s tallest building, the Burj Khalifa, jutted above the fog in Dubai Friday. A natural phenomena occurs every year around this time as the temperature begins to drop and humidity meets cooler air, forming the rolling fog. (Photo: Bjoern Lauen / National News / Zuma Press via The Wall Street Journal)

Looks a lot better than the Daly City fog

(via dpstyles)


Sep 19

I am better at dry sadness than at cold anger, for I remained dry eyed until now, as dry as smoked fish, but my heart is a kind of dirty soft custard inside.

[…]

I am not sad. Rather stunned, very far away fro myself, not really believing you are now so far, so far, you so near. I want to tell you only two things before leaving, and then I’ll not speak about it any more, I promise. First, I hope so much, I want and need so much to see you again, some day. But, remember, please, I shall never more ask to see you — not from any pride since I have none with you, as you know, but our meeting will mean something only when you wish it. So, I’ll wait. When you’ll wish it, just tell. I shall not assume that you love me anew, not even that you have to sleep with me, and we have not to stay together such a long time — just as you feel, and when you feel. But know that i’ll always long for your asking me. No, I cannot think that I shall not see you again. I have lost your love and it was (it is) painful, but shall not lose you. Anyhow, you have me so much, Nelson, what you gave me meant so much, that you could never take it back. And then your tenderness and friendship were so precious to me that I can still feel warm and happy and harshly grateful when I look at you inside me. I do hope this tenderness and friendship will never, never desert me. As for me, it is baffling to say so and I feel ashamed, but it is the only true truth: I just love as much as I did when I landed into your disappointed arms, that means with my whole self and all my dirty heart; I cannot do less. But that will not bother you, honey, and don’t make writing letters of any kind a duty, just write when you feel like it, knowing every time it will make me very happy.

Well, all words seem silly. You seem so near, so near, let me come near to you, too. And let me, as in the past times, let me be in my own heart forever.

Your own Simone

A Breakup Letter from Simone de Beauvoir

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