Friday, 31 August 2007

Feeling better

Thank you friends and family for cheering me up. I'm feeling a little better. :)

A chance meeting with a program director and yoga helped too.

I just couldn't take any more meat, so I broke down and went to a vegetarian restaurant by myself for lunch yesterday. At that time, I was so miserable and lethargic that I was seriously thinking about taking the next day off. I ordered my noodles and as I was sitting down, Bailing the PD came in and called me from behind and joined me at my table. Bailing is the first PD I met at FTV. Although we don't speak often, he's been encouraging. Realistically encouraging, to be precise.

After some chitchat, I told him that I'm really hanging on by my teeth these days. We talked about the other returnee kids (those that lived/studied/grew up abroad but came back to Taiwan) and how they fared. He told me about the two other girls before me who and are both anchors now, one still here and one at another station. They were also put through reporting first. One made it through and one didn't. The one who didn't pass the test couldn't take the pressure the cameramen gave her, and although she's doing alright as an anchor these days, she's still being protected by management. Protected from me, apparently. But to tell you the truth, she's got the face of an anchor and I don't. I call her the "Maria Bartiromo of FTV." But in any case, she was taken out of reporting after a little while and made an anchor. The other girl made progress in reporting in leaps and bounds, and became a reporter/anchor (which is where I'm at now). Later she made C-list anchor and started anchoring regularly weekday mornings. Then an opening came up in the evening prime time news and she was put there. But after some problems involving company politics, she was replaced and her time slots kept changing, and she eventually left for another station, where she seems to be doing alright these days. However, her performance as an anchor seems to have its limits. Bailing says she looks and sounds more like a young lady rather than an anchor. She has a very kind and childish look with a high-pitched voice.

Then Bailing warned me. He said to think very carefully when the offer to become a full-time anchor comes. He says if you're not professional anchor material, it may be worse to completely get into it, because it's difficult to get out. One, you lose the contacts you've made as a reporter in about two years and two, you face a lot of messy competition to get to the top. So if you lose, what you end up with is a reputation as an anchor who didn't make it and contacts that you've lost. He reminded me that I'm not A-list anchor material. It's true. I don't have the serious anchor look and I don't have the serious newsperson personality. Then I remembered what I was out to do - to accumulate friends, contacts, experience and exposure. There's no way the current management will let anyone shine beneath them - not any team, not any person and certainly not me. This, he says, is why I'm lucky. It's not my turn to shine yet. I'm still in the process of making mistakes and learning from them. He says this is the place for me to make a fool of myself and to lose all the face I can possibly lose.

He is so right. I had forgotten that becoming an anchor was only my short-midterm goal. I had also forgotten that I'm very lucky to have my personal circumstances match the environmental situation. People left and right tell me that I'm being prevented from being the best that I can be, but I realize now that it's not such a bad thing after all. Thanks to them, I'll have an even brighter future. Negative energy is not easy to bear, but what it attracts is positive energy. If I am resilient, I will survive, and I will be great.

Look out, World, I'm back on my feet!

Now, I just need to get my body functioning again.


This time, it's not from psycho fan. It's from Cloudgate Dance Theatre, in celebration of Reporters' Day. How lovely. :)

No presents from psycho fan this week. There's been no shortage of text messages though. And after surprising me by showing up at my office last week, he stopped by again this week. What's scary is that he knows people at my office, so he has ways of getting in. I need pepper spray!

New friends

Difficult to go out and make friends these days. So instead, I've been chatting with caterpillars that came and made friends with my kumquat tree, Mr K.

This guy's real smart - he's camouflaged himself to look like bird poop. The white spots and shinyness really makes it look "fresh." Bleh.

New item on the wall - horses and dogs cross stitch

Two of my favorite animals.

Bought this from Superman at Nonzero.

Lunch with super women from Japan and Taiwan

Yuri Konno and Oscar Liang

Ms Konno is an accomplished female entrepreneur and 1992 Guinness world record holder for number of golf rounds played (8,5 rounds, 153 holes) in one day.

Oscar Liang is a costume designer for movies, specializing in Chinese dresses.

I had the opportunity to have lunch with them when I was sent to entertain Ms Konno for Dad.

My gabai baa-chan

Wearing Mama's glasses

Movie with Wise

Saw Bourne Ultimatum with Wise before he went back to Michigan. Time is so short.

The movie wasn't bad. Lots of action, but very similar to the first and second installments.

Coffee guide

Sure helpful for us coffee dummies. Too bad I can only still "sniff" at them. Caffeine sends me clawing at the walls

New ice-cream sauce flavor - soy sace

I wonder when they'll come up with sesame dressing sauce for ice cream.

From Japundit:
Yamakawa Jozo, a soy sauce brewery based in Gifu prefecture, has been selling a type of Tamari soy sauce specially designed for use on ice cream...

Musical toy - "Tenori-On"

I know what Uncle Geeko may want this Christmas...

Thursday, 30 August 2007

Tired and depressed

Tired and depressed, but other than that, things are going OK. I'm lucky to be alive. I need to get my energy back. I've lost my way in the past month, and I think I need to sit down and figure out what to think to get back on track.


Thursday, 23 August 2007

Looking forward to September

Both mind and body are tired and weak. Mostly, I think it’s because of this seven day long night shift and ever increasingly busy schedule.

The night shift takes away energy because I’m basically jet-lagged for the first 4 days. And because I’m working at night, I don’t have any time to myself to spend with family and friends, the lack of socializing drains my happiness tank. Now my mind is about to explode because of everything that didn’t come out.

This month has been particularly busy and stressful. The first week, I had just returned from Daniel’s wedding in California. Although it was a very happy occasion, we were busy from morning until night, every single day. The day after I got back to Taipei, I was back at work. That weekend was the second wedding reception. During the week, I was shuttling between Danshui and Taipei, partly in order to spend more time with Daniel and Quyen, and partly because the water where I live in Taipei was supposed to be stopped for maintenance work. During week two, I worked six days and spent most of the seventh day with parents and rowdy family friends. Also during week two, my boss made me the scapegoat twice for her own mistakes, causing me to be very angry, and psycho fan sent a gift and too many strange text messages, causing me to be very scared. Week three, I worked four days, had lunch with Dad on the fifth then started on my seven day night shift.

My first day on the night shift, the anchor team leader, Jianguo, asked me to come in to anchor in the morning before my night shift started because he was short-staffed. But when I went in for make-up, I saw that the roster for the day had been completely changed, and I wasn’t on it. The change in roster didn’t bother me, but being first asked to come in to help with anchoring in the morning before going on a 12-hour night shift and then canceling me without telling me made me very, very, very upset. Apparently, Jianguo forgot to notify me of the change, and he apologized. I got over it.

Night one of the seven night shift was when typhoon Sepat was at its worst. I was assigned to report live from Central Weather Bureau, so I went in and had make-up and hair done around 18h00. By 20h20, I was at CWB and a nervous wreck because I’ve never done live typhoon reports from the CWB. At 21h30, I was to go live, and I was 80% ready, as ready as I’ll ever be. Then came the sound test, which the sub control at the TV station links to us via microwave (usually satellite, but we have a microwave transmitter at the CWB) and test my sound volume and video feed. We were 60 seconds away from going live, and the sound test failed. They couldn’t hear me. “Great!” I thought. All that fuss for almost nothing. What I gained out of it was rehearsal experience on CWB typhoon reporting. That was it for the 21h00 segment, and since there is no news at 22h00 on Saturdays and the 23h00 news producer didn’t need me, we packed up and headed back to the station to write and produce the story. When the 23h00 producer saw me, he said “you’re working on that complete story for me, right?” I said “yes,” and he said, “great, thanks.” My cameraman and I worked at breakneck speed to get the story out, and producer ended up not using it. “Great,” I thought, “whatever, at least now I have time for dinner.” It was 23h15 and I was beyond starving. After an energy bar, I fell asleep in my chair until it was time to go home.

Night two went a little better. Aside from being woken up at 9h00 by psycho viewer’s phone call and request to have dinner together, it was alright. In the evening, we went to film our night market feature. It was wet and muggy after the typhoon and running around a night market with filming equipment, interviewing people and filming was quite tiring. At least it was a peaceful night.

Night three, the nightmare began. First, a careless co-worker forgot that I was on the night shift and called at 9h30 to ask me for a colleague’s phone number. I gave it to her and then couldn’t go back to sleep. Then the China Airlines fire in Naha happened and we worked non-stop all night. Later in the evening, when nearly all the other stations were going live from Naha, we still only had video taken earlier during the day from NHK. Nearly all the stations sent a team there, including us, but why weren’t we live? After the night assigner, Jessica, got a phone call from the MD of the news department screaming on the other end, I learned why. Jessica told me that when the MD personally assigned the team to go to Naha and made no mention of ordering satellite transmission, no one dared to ask why or to suggest it. She said the last time a similarly large event happened overseas and someone suggested satellite, the MD rejected, and since the MD was the one who assigned the Naha team and made no mention of it, no one else was about to try again to later have their suggestion rejected. I’ve heard similar stories before. That’s none of my business, but in any case, I tried to piece together whatever I could with new NHK footage and soundbites. There was no Japanese writer on staff that evening, so I had the chance to put my Japanese skills to use. That was the night that I updated two stories a billion times to have it only aired once, or none at all. Then the complete package from our reporter in Naha finally came in via Internet transfer at 01h30, about five hours behind other stations. Roy and I had to stay until 02h00 until all the loose ends were tied up. The only thing I had to eat that night was, again, an energy bar.

Night four, the China Airlines crisis continued. In the afternoon, five hours of my time was wasted at the Ministry of Education. They suggested that they would set up an exclusive interview with the minister for me to explain the latest misinterpretation the media had of what he said on Saturday. It fell through and I headed back to the station at 19h30. In the evening, I continued with the relevant China Airlines reports, the dumb thing being that we were still using NHK footage from their news program from the previous night. Twenty-four hours later, one would think that we would have produced more footage, rather than recycled more of other people’s footage. I kept updating the story, adding new soundbites as they came in hours behind other stations once again. Then the crew from the ill-fated flight returned to Taiwan. A press conference was held at Taoyuan International Airport, and everyone went live. Everyone except for us, once again. I had no idea why, and neither did the MD. So here came another call from the MD, screaming once again. This time, she said she’s writing everyone who’s responsible up. By this time, Jessica was pulling her hair out, and after phone calls to the reporter and SNG team at the airport, we had our answer, and everyone who was threatened to be written up was nearly rabid and foaming at the mouth. The press conference was held in a room where SNG cables could not reach. In this case, one would use a microwave transmitter attached to the camera to send the video feed to the SNG van and the SNG van would relay it back to the station, and this is what everyone except for us did. The problem was, we don’t own any microwave transmitters. Why don’t we own any? Because last October, management didn’t approve the budget to buy them. If this is accurate, I understand why they are upset. If the reporters, assigners and producers are really punished for this, I think there will be a revolt. None of this was really any of my business, and I merely offered an ear for people to vent, but there was so much negative energy and static at the station that night that I felt lightning was about to happen within the building. And later in that night, I found out that my Taiwanese co-anchor for the coming Saturday bailed on me. His reason was that he didn’t want to be anchoring at 07h00 after getting off at 01h00. I can’t imagine that anyone would, but I’m in the same position as he and I didn’t say a word. I had hoped that he would tough it through with me, but I was disappointed. Now I know better what kind of person he is, professionally and personally. But on top of all that, now I have to figure out how the hell I’m going to pull off anchoring an hour of Taiwanese by myself. Oh my goodness. Then after I get through the Taiwanese, I’ll be on the path to a crash landing all the way until I finish at 15h00.

Night five was tonight, and it felt like night 50. Just when one plane crisis seemed to calm down, another one seemed to begin. At around 21h45, Jessica came running asking me to keep an eye on NHK because TVBS (our greatest local competitor) was reporting on a China Airlines flight bound for Nagoya taking a forced landing at Osaka instead because of fuel shortage. Their information was based on an Asahi news report. Again, no Japanese writer was on staff and I was asked to figure out what happened. After scrambling for information and a telephone interview with the China Airlines spokesman, it turned out that it was a false alarm. What happened was that a previous flight that was landing at Nagoya flew right through a formation of sea gulls that were flying over the runway, causing instant death to about 100 of the birds. In order to clean up the carcasses, the runway had to be closed for 30 minutes, and thus the China Airlines flight and other flights were forced to temporarily land elsewhere in the meantime. The information was only available on Asahi’s website, and for the second time this week, my education in Japan came to the rescue. Before the plane incident, I was writing my night market feature on 南機場, meaning “Southern Airport,” incidentally. Coincidence? Perhaps. Heaven’s will? Maybe. Interesting occurrence nonetheless. The same night, the director of our international desk came to me and asked what I’m doing the following three Sundays. He wanted me to sub for the Japanese writer who’s on maternity break. It feels great to feel needed, but I’m going to die, because I already work more than six days a week. On top of reporting Monday through Friday, I have to anchor this Saturday and both next Saturday and Sunday. He’s not sure what he wants to do yet, and I hope he finds another solution.

To think, I have to host brunch for Dad Friday, then work 12 hours, sleep 2 hours and work another 12 hours and then have dinner with Mom, Dad and Michael three hours later. Maybe instead of sleeping, I should go to the hospital and get an IV drip put in or something. I think I better stop thinking.

What do you do when you’re already really tired and you know that you will be even more tired? Perhaps sleep, eat and exercise properly. I’ll try that.

August has been hell. I hope it ends soon. Once things slow down a little in September, I’m going to start thinking about my health. I don't need cancer just yet.

I think I can sleep better now that these things are off my chest. Good night.

Water me when I tilt

Neat concept, except it doesn't quite seem useful if you change the water in the vase every day anyway (like you're supposed to)

Would you like two creams or two shades?

Good idea?

I can't really decide...


Tuesday, 21 August 2007

China airlines accident

A China Airlines flight out of Taipei and bound for 那覇 Naha, Japan burst into planes shortly after landing yesterday. I worked on this piece of news all afternoon and all night. I only wrote one story and updated 2, actually. But the two stories that I updated kept me busy for six straight hair pulling hours. I must have updated the updates five or six times. Aside from new images coming in from NHK and from our reporter who flew over there this afternoon, there were a lot of communication problems and I had to rewrite and rewrite and rewrite. Compared to my colleague who's still in Naha, I think I had a more stressful time writing the story than she had getting the source for the story. I'm just glad the day is over. And I'm very glad that aside from a heart attack and other panic-related problems, no one was reported to be hurt.

On another note, I was really amazed at how quickly NHK worked to cover the event and to come up with a half-hour special program by 21h00, just eight hours after the event occurred. They had great-looking models and computer graphics completed in time, and got an ex-pilot for ANA and a Tokyo University professor to comment and analyze what had happened. I was absolutely amazed. This type of production capability is what I must aim for.

And just for fun, all of our stories wrote around the word "explosion." We were forbidden to use the word. If you've ever watched China Airlines' in-flight news, you may know why. ;)

Kumquat tree

Meet Mr K, my kumquat tree. All the kumquats are gone, and recently, the caterpillars have left as well and gone on to become butterflies. A little lonely, but perhaps now Mr K's leaves can finally grow in peace.

Monday, 20 August 2007




Double Rainbow in Taiwan!

We stumbled upon Double Rainbow at the new Sogo department store in Taipei last last weekend. Double Rainbow was my favorite ice cream growing up. It's from San Francisco. My favorite flavors were blueberry and lychee nut and mint. Blueberry and lychee nut are really hard to find everywhere else, so when Double Rainbow disappeared from our neighborhood, I was really really sad.

Mom warned Dad that he could only have one scoop before she went into City Super (supermarket), and I took a picture of my ice cream (which was the same as Dad's) with Dad in the background and said, "Dad, you're busted. I'm sending this to Mom." To which he replied, "the only thing your picture proves is that YOU had two scoops." Um. Never mind. Two was indeed too much. But if you look at my hiatus from Double Rainbow over the past almost 10 years, that's that not that much. But I did learn my lesson. The ice cream was too sweet, especially the blueberry. Next time, I'm sticking to lychee nut.


A beautiful assortment of chili peppers often used in Sichuan cuisine. Food that I can't take, unfortunately. I took this picture at a press conference kicking off the food show two weeks ago.

Making a difficult job even more difficult

We were assigned to stand by outside the education minister's residence. These assignments come once in a while, and I hate them because it's rude and the only response we usually get is a dirty look from the minister as he steps into his car and drives away.

杜正勝 (Du Zhengsheng), the minister of education, is a very difficult person to get a statement from. He appears to dislike media, and to a certain extent, most reporters that cover him dislike covering him, partly because almost all of the time, he won't stop to give anyone a statement, leaving everyone to chase after him and causing a mess of cameramen, reporters and microphones to collide like they do in a rugby scrum when he finally ducks into a building or a car. The other day, he violently pushed a microphone in front of him away and shoved a cameraman, sending the cameraman slamming against a wall. The following day, he held a press conference to explain his actions. He said, "If I hurt the cameraman in any way, I apologize. But I have to let you know, microphones are ridden with bacteria." Perhaps he meant that he was sorry and that he really hates dirty microphones shoved in his face. But the way he explained himself, it sounded to everyone like he shoved the cameraman because microphones are dirty. Of course, the media had a field day with this, and legislators from both camps and even the president had something to say about it. It reminds me of that time when he tried to cover President Chen's misuse of an idiom (罄竹難書). He seems to have a knack with portraying himself as a very eccentric academic and a heavily misunderstood public servant.

As a public servant, he has a responsibility to answer the questions related to issues that his ministry is responsible for, but his response to not responding is that he will not encourage the media to show up and expect an answer from him without scheduling an appointment at the ministry in advance. Common practice when one doesn't want to answer questions at a particular time is to stop, face the reporters and cameras and say, "I have no comment at this time," and then turn around and leave. Funny how he is able to be a minister and not able to say "no comment." Well, no assigner wants to play his game, so we get assigned to show up at his public appearances to push him to say something, and he usually doesn't. So when they are really desperate, the send us to his house at the crack of dawn. Putting a camera over the top of the walls to capture images of the inside is really unethical, but that's what some assigners expect these days. In situations like this, I'd much rather stand on the other side of the street, talk to an imaginary friend and pretend that I'm a patient who's just escaped from the looney bin, than hold a microphone and do what all the other reporters are doing. Sigh.

An uncomfortable but good idea

I wonder if the Taiwanese will ever accept a concept like this and put needle disposal bins in public bathrooms like they did here at the San Francisco International Airport.

Next target

The sunglasses I'm may "borrow" from Michael next. They look better on me anyway. This picture was taken at Daniel and Quyen's wedding banquet.

Meet Wiggles

Say hello to Daniel and Quyen's weasel. I mean ferret. Her name is Wiggles, but I call her Smiggles. It was my first time seeing her in person when I went back to the Bay Area this time, and she smelled like...well, a weasel I suppose. So smelly Wiggles became "Smiggles." Then Smiggles later became Sgriggles after turning grey from diving into the (cold) ash in the fireplace. Hee hee.

How fat genes got embedded into Americans' DNA

Thank goodness we don't have all these flavors around here.

(Taken at a Safeway in California)

My cameraman's view when we're on the road

Friday, 17 August 2007

Multi-dimentional image revolution

Photosynth demo

Very cool stuff.

Growing a new arm when you lose your old one

Regenerative medicine

Blew my mind away.

地瓜男 #2


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Transparent concrete lamp

From the inventor of the transparent concrete block, here comes the LitraCube.

Looks like something Daniel would really appreciate.

ABC's in Taiwan

The other day, a coworker called me asking how to spell a word in English. I don't remember exactly what it was, but it involved a "d" in it. For the sake of discussion, let's say that word was "fade."

Coworker (C): hi, sorry, Michella, how do you spell "fade"?
Michella (M): oh no problem, it's f-a-d-e.
C: es? efu? efu? es?
M: no no, it's f, not s.
C: what? s?
M: no, EFU
apparently, "f" is hard for them to pick up and to say, so you have to give them an "efu" instead of an "f"
C: oh oh ok, thanks. efu-a-d, d? t? which one?
M: d, like dog
C: what d? di as in pig?
M: no, not p, it's d as in dog
C: oh, I get it, it's d as in pig
M: no no no
as this point, my cameraman behind me tapped me on the shoulder and told me she got it and to say yes and hang up

He explained to me that in high school in Taiwan, they say d as in pig, because pig in Taiwanese is pronounced "di" 豬. Once I got it, I was laughing so hard our driver almost had to pull over.

So here in Taiwan, we say "d" as in "pig."


We did a piece on 滷肉飯 (minced pork stew over rice) at 龍緣滷肉飯 (Longyuan Luroufan) near the 建成 (Jiancheng) roundabout in Taipei.

It's been the same guy making the stew for over 50 years. Quite amazing. They've survived military rule, the White Terror, etc. even though the roundabout which it was in before didn't.

Too bad the assignment came out of nowhere and we already took lunch!


One of my favorite places in Roppongi. Went with Grandpa, Mama and Aaron in May.

The first time I was there, it was Uncle Cody who brought me, and I was still going to graduate school in Tokyo. He said, "your grandfather brought me here when I was going to school here. Now it's my turn to bring you, while you're in school at Waseda." How touching. :)

This is called 炉端焼き (robata yaki). Here at 田舎屋, fresh produce, meats and fish are placed between us and three master grillers who work kneeled behind a grill. Quite special. In the farmhouse tradition, (lower grade) お酒 (sake) here is often drank from a wooden box. At the end of dinner, they'll let you make your own お餅 (rice cake, which is more like rice gum) by smashing glutinous rice inside a big, wooden mortar and pestle. Add in every single server repeating every single order by every single person, the place is very, very lively, and filled with the aromas of grilled food.

A great place for locals and visitors alike, but make sure to bring extra money. ;)


I saw it with Ann last week. If you love food and animation, this is the movie to see! I especially appreciated how they depicted "tastiness" in images. You'll know what I mean when you see the movie.

Rex, Alex and Sean with Janet

These are all cameramen that I work with at FTV. They just couldn't pass the chance up to take a picture with Janet Hsieh, the host of Fun Taiwan and also a fellow Taiwanese-American and rower. Perhaps she should try a different color next time, though.

Grandpa and Auntie Linda

Also there for the premier.


Oh so delicious and healthy.

Soba sushi

Tofu skin roll

Anago soba

KJ murdering his soba

Blurry view of the century-old soba shop