I like Indy

It’s funny to see absolutely zero reactions from the teenagers in front of us in the theater when Indiana Jones said, “I like Ike,” to Irina Spalko’s little speech about him joining the Russian’s quest. I don’t think they got it. Nor did they get the whole Russian bad guys thing. Ah. Life imitates art imitates life. Indiana Jones is dealing with aging and so were the elders in the audience who remember seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark for the first time in theater. Or, in my case, being so traumatized by Temple of Doom (The monkey brains! The...
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My Boys Sunday

Sunday was all of about the boys. Starting with this heartbreaker. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-yeGbGC6DM] J.C. and Joshua are in town for the week.  I stole a few hours of their time to hang out with mom and kid.  I also provided my photography service by helping J.C. take some pictures of the little speedster and capture some videos for his dad. Erick is a medical student with the military.  Instead of going through different departments in the same hospital for rotation, he is currently on rotation in different military medical centers all over the country.  He hasn’t seen Josh in a while,...
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Life imitates art

In “Day After Tomorrow”, a massive tornado ripped through Los Angeles. Yesterday, a baby one touched down in Riverside. Miraculously, nobody got hurt. If you look at my Twitter history there, you’ll see my weather report from atop the 34th floor of Downtown Los Angeles. After the week of heat, we were cooling down again.  And then suddenly, yesterday, rain clouds came out of nowhere and the rain poured for a good 10-15 minutes.  As in, sheets and sheets of it.  Looking out the north side of the building, it looked like snow. Then it was sunny again. Then it...
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Jasmine nights

A row of what I think are jasmine bushes underneath our bedroom window have bloomed for the past few weeks. I didn’t know the neighbor apartment has such plant. I mean, I haven’t smelled it since we moved in, I don’t think. The first time I caught a whiff of this season’s bloom though, I thought to myself… “Mom’s visiting.” It didn’t help that the first time, I was the only one who caught the scent. Brandon was a bit too far away from the window to smell anything. You see, one of mom’s favorite flowers are what Thai people...
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It ain’t suit me

I may hide my extra 5 lbs. gain well.  But when none of my 3 pants-suits and 2 skirt-suits fits, it’s a sign. My expanded hips, strangely, interferes with the length of my pants. All of my pants on the suits are cut a little loose because I hate tight pants. So all of them sag a little to the floor and therefore give me room for the heels. Now my Asian J-Lo butt fills in to the pants so they fit correctly. However, my length of the pants are affected. They are all too short for any non-sneakers/flipflop shoes...
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