everybody, i have just experienced a little piece of heaven. the secret ingredients are Mozart-Canon in D and Richard Clayderman-Ballade Por Adeline, a chess set, and some good ol' Thera Flu. when you have the flu, you are caused to go into a humble state of mind but once the drugs kick in, serenity takes care of the rest (grin). i'm in so much pain yet i'm in so much peace. maybe this is what death is like. as you're slowly fading away, you get closer and closer to heaven. man, how nice...
note: Phil is experiencing the effects of Thera Flu!

so i just finished watching Searching For Bobby Fischer today. after watching little Josh work his magic, my brain told me to go home and play some chess myself. it's really weird how these kinds of movies really motivate you to do things you normally wouldn't do. for example: after watching Rounders, me, justin, and i simon started gambling with a whole bunch of pennies. after watching Rocky IV, i started doing pushups like there was no tomorrow. after watching Scream 2, my friends started using the F-word after every other sentence. the list goes on and on but my point is...ok, i have no point. just go watch Searching For Bobby Fischer.

If i had $50,000, i would buy:
1. a brand new HP laptop with 40 gigs, pentium IV, at least 256 ram, a burner/dvd player, a lazer mouse, and Windows XP.
2. the blue and gray Iverson's.
3. a black Lexus IS300.
4. all of the DJ DOC albums.
5. a white, black, red, and gray Old Navy anoraks...the old ones.
6. a dark blue Nike and Polo hat.
7. a new pair of black Anchor Blue jeans.
8. PJ's chess set.
9. a regular pack of Bicycle playing cards...preferably blue.
10. a Panasonic DVD player, mp3/cdrw player, and camera.
11. a new black JanSport/GAP backpack.
12. a fake pair of black Oakley's from Tijuana.

yeah, that would be nice.

ok so going back to the Bobby Fischer movie, i realized that little Josh reminds me of Simon in some ways. they're both young, play chess, have no friends, and have no life. but the main reason why he reminded me of Simon was b/c my brother is really good at chess. here's this kid who's 5 years younger than me, speaks arrogant words in his games, does not have to think too hard in his moves, and can periodically beat chang! i remember when i got my first computer, it had chess as one of the computer games already installed. 5 year old simon would play against me and actually win most of the games. i never admitted that he was better than me, i'd just kinda stop playing and sulk in anger....then i would beat him up if he started making fun of me. yeah, he was always better than me. in fact, i think HE was the one who taught me how to play! sometimes i wonder how this could've happened. i want to deny it but i know it's the truth. i'm a loser. he's a winner. i get pissed off. he's just good. man, chess is all about humility...you hear that chang? i said HUMILITY!
note: Phil is still experiencing the effects of Thera Flu.

What Phil looks for in a girl:
1. Christian.
2. Korean.
3. HECKA fine.

it's as simple as that.

ok, back to chesstalk. a little earlier as i was looking at my chessboard, i realized that this is quite an amazing game. i mean, it requires so much thinking and skill to be good. there's so much order and logic to the game. it's brilliant! i don't know, it somehow got me thinking about God. if man created a great game like chess, how much more greater is God who created the universe? it's impossible to see how great God is b/c our minds are finite. when you keep trying and trying, you are forced to stop. you have to accept that God is just too great beyond our imagination. man, as much i love the game of chess, there is nothing compared to my God...can i get an amen?

reader, you must wondering why i'm blogging so much today. well, i am currently in a state of boredom b/c my brother is watching Searching For Bobby Fischer at the moment. he made me promise to play him after he finished the movie...boy, am i in for it! the medicine is starting to wear off. i am slowly coming back to reality and i am starting to feel sad. gosh, if only i weren't sick today. i'd be dancing or exercising or eating dinner! i lack energy. i lack zeal. i am just plain ol' bored. eh, i guess it could be worse...

grendel-show me the money!
simon-you're sick. i'm sick. thanks alot stupid!
dykas-i finally watched it!

ok, i'm running out of gas...you have just concluded another wonderful episode of "God is great. Phil is cool. You are gay."

Thought of the Day: COUGH!
Song of the Day: Mozart-Canon in D