Showing posts with label LA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LA. Show all posts

Sunday, January 13

Owww

I must have gotten sunburn on my early morning run along the beach.
Or during my sunset walk. Or while buying myself really cool pants and shirts this afternoon. Thank you January, SoCal. Now if only this fever blister would go away.

Sunday, September 9

The WTC Follows Me Wherever I Go It Seems

Yeah, that's "save" that's chalked onto the beam.


Currently, a public installation/memorial is being installed in my town for 9-11. The piece contains 2 large rusted, crunked girders from the World Trade Center in New York. When I first walked by it during the day and slowly realized what I was looking at I got completely freaked out. As I walked away from it, though I started to smile.

"Good to see you again," I thought to myself. "Funny you should retire to this seaside town with a view of the ocean, too."

I used to walk past the exact same structural supports down in Battery Park when I went to visit my friend who lived across the street. She's since died.

There's a scheduled unveiling whatever this Tuesday in the morning. I think I will make a point of walking down and checking it out. Fuck you terrorists and you too Mister President.

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On a lighter note:

Me: Knock, knock.
You: Who's there?
Me: 9-11.
You: 9-11 who?




Me: YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER FORGET!

Saturday, September 8

Pegasus Fossil

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Strange Sight

This morning while having coffee on my (increasingly dilapidated) balcony, I observed a decent sized crow alight on top of a utility pole with an entire slice of whole wheat bread in its beak.

Thursday, September 6

She Looks Like a 60's Superhero Who Fights Bummers

I know Vice (magazine) is a total joke for the most part, but for complex, deep-seated reasons beyond the scope of this post, I find the Do/Don't pictures like crack. [NSFW often]

Can't. Stop. Clicking. Next.

The captions are often pretty good too. For example.

Or this one.

But then I started reading the comments below the pictures and it slowly dawned on me that the assholes who write the captions are a) totally gross themselves b) homophobic to a point that's embarrassing and c) perhaps being über-meta-ironic. I started to look at each "Do" as an actual "Don't" (and vice-versa). (Go on, try it.) Now I don't know what to think. Perhaps the lesson is to just drop all the critique and quest for 'cool' and just chill.

Then my brain folded in on itself.

Monday, September 3

A Dater Miner's Dream :: Damn You, Kylie Kwong

So I caught an episode of some random cooking program with an Australian Chinese woman, Kylie Kwong on HGTV (I think). This led to me foraging the wilds of Amazon drunk ordering 2 of her books (one is on pre-order, thanks). So after receiving the first book, "Simple Chinese Cooking" (about which, NOTHING is simple), I plopped into my scorched car and drove to the deep heart of Torrance to my awesome Chinese SuperMarket, Ranch 99 to purchase things exotic, like Sze Chuan peppercorns, fermented black beans, and Blue Pagoda cooking wine. Tonight I'z attempting shrimp wontons, braised baby bok-choy, and chicken marinated in a whole bunch of stuff.

My initial take on Ms. Kwong:: anal retentive as hell but cuts vegetables on a mean diagonal.
If I get my act together, I may very well post pictures.

Oh and at Ranch99, besides the tanks of fresh living seafood (hello crayfish!) and the aisle of assorted "fermented" (read: rotting) vegetables, the cute infants being carted around by young Chinese couples shopping are ADORABLE.

**Update: The fact that I've envangelized Ms. Kwong to a fellow foodie friend via a blog post proves the post's title was aptly chosen.

Monday, July 23

summer 2007

If you look closely (aka click to enlarge) it looks like i'm strumming the power lines)

self portrait

Sunday, July 1

Sunday Morning

Looked nothing like this:



Saturday, May 19

AVP, Wii Games, Chinese Foot Binding


Sunday, April 29

Saturday, April 14

Weekend Activity: Gallery Crawling :: Bergamot Station


Bergamot Station is a cluster of galleries in warehouses that used to be a stop for the Red Line trolley running from LA to the Santa Monica Pier. I was pleasantly surprised by both the number of galleries and the quality of some of the artwork.

This is my favorite and if I had an extra $5K lying around I'd put it in my living room:

David Buckingham, 47"H X 41'W X 3'D