I had a haircut today. I wanted to booked an appoinment at the men only salmon in Main St, but I end up being too lazy and go to the salon in the closeby Crystal Mall instead. Before I walk into the salon, I knew I would regret for having my hair cut there. I am just too lazy to drive half an hour to have a haircut. The LCD screens in the salon are showing worldcup, Italy vs USA. However, I found reading the Next Magazine provided by the salon is more interesting. I don’t know it is because of the teams or I lack of interest in watching sports in general. Watching sport is a social event, what’s the point of watching the game while you can cheer or cruise with someone? I am glad that my stylist is a woman, so she didn’t distracted by the game. I would worry about the safety of my ears if I have a man giving me a haircut today. After cutting the hair, the stylist always ask me whether I want to put on gel. Since the gel is free, I see no reason to refuse, although I like go home to wash my hair right away after a haircut. You will wonder how good the stylist wash your hair when you see many hair pieces washed out by yourself. The reason for the salon to wash your hair is to keep their tools clean, not to keep your hair clean. Therefore, never trust the hair wash in any salon.

A friend from Waterloo visit Vancouver this weekend, and we went out for dinner tonight. I didn’t keep much in touch with this friend, and we were that close back in Waterloo, except we both live in Mississauga. Naturally I found it hard to associate with girl classmates, especially uninterested ones. Anyways, we talked alot during dinner. One of our common bonding is both of us are Catholics and we both went to World Youth Day last year, although didn’t run into other in Germany. I had long suspected one of my highschool friend who go to her church is her boyfriend and it’s now confirmed. I always think they are a good match with each other. I found in many occassions, two friends I know seperately somehow become a couple. I always find this unbelievable. Maybe everyone in the circles I interested only have two degrees of seperation from me. I found it interesting that I havn’t keep in touch with any of my Appleby friends, including this girl’s boyfriend, where my friend didn’t keep in touch with her university friends.

Last week I made a speech about evolution and intelligent design (ID) in Toastmaster. The topic is very contraversial, but my speech is strictly limited to inquire whether intelligent design is science. Somehow someone in the audience found it intriguing and decided to feather develope the arguments. He invited people to watch a video supporting ID, then setup a meeting for a round table discussion. Since the whole thing started by my speech, I feel obligated to participate. I missed the video for my classes, so I watched the DVD last night. The video has many cool animation and wild life clips, but it brings out more questions than it can answer. The biggest question is, when and how ID create life? If ID resolve to intervention of super-nature power, can we still call it science? There was many items on the agenda of the discussion, but we spend on the time on the first item arguing on what exactly is science. I am surprise most people doesn’t reject the idea of having a creator. Just like myself, most people take the middle groud accepting theistic evolution, where there exists a creator who use evolution as the mechanism to create life. However, the theistic part of it already falls into the realm of metaphysics. Later, I talk to another friend about this issue. We agree that ID shouldn’t be taught science class. On contrary the science class should teach the limitation of science to shut up the supporters of ID. Assuming science can answer all the questions is simply a wrong in the view of philosophy of science. Forget about evolution or ID, 42 is the real ultimate answer.

I just found out “Tuesday With Morrie” from the author of “The Five People You Meet in Heaven” Mitch Albom has adopted as a play and is on stage at the Graville Island Theater. The book is one of the best seller a few years ago, the chinese translation version is selected as one of “10 good books” by RTHK. I always want to read it but couldn’t find the chance to pick it up. I sent out an email to my friend at work asking who is interested, but receving no response. To my surprise, many of them havn’t even heard of this book. I guess they are just typerical HKers have more interested in watching mindless TVB series than reading inspiring books.

Here are the links to the play and