eet Blows!

O zee wind! It eet blows!

Limoncello by Danny DeVito

This ad was so awesome I couldn't believe it was real, but it is!

Apartment complexes encroach

Beijing

Fire Hazard

I just love patio lights, really

On the Ice

Beijing

Beijing

You can rent skates, but without any zamboni going around all these frozen bodies of water, really wasn't worth renting. Most people are just walking on the ice or using chairs

Beijing

Belated photos from last days in Beijing

View from a cab

Beijing

on the bar on the couch on the table...

taxidermy animals in your timbuk2

food!

at work in LAK

bleh

I think the hours I stay up is inverse proportional to my emotional health (heh heh heh)

It's a little depressing to think that from this point on (well, earlier than this, but I suppose my procrastination knows no bounds) that my "growing up" is conditional on my own efforts.

Love in this Club

(the "art" tag might be generous, but I find it amusing)


If you didn't understand the lyrics, it would sound quite romantic...

Of course, they also left out the "have you ever made love/ to a thug/with his slights on/(something) 17s and a fresh pair of nikes on/on the bar/on the couch/on the (etc)" part, which would've been really difficult to work in, but would easily yield to Seussian treatment. If any illustrator is interested, it'd be a fun project :)

Apparently they also publish "Nylon Men"

hee pharrell

Cognito Ergo Nom indeed

Fried Calamari at Steve's on Newbury

(pretty good!)

The Wall

At Shepard Fairey's show at the ICA

Peekaboo!

At Shepard Fairey's show at the ICA

At Shepard Fairey's show at the ICA

The Last Half

Best sandwich ever out of things I've never particularly cared for: bitter greens, prosciutto, olive oil, fresh tomatoes... (baguette and fresh moz have always been <3 though) Thank god they let you eat in the Suffolk County Courthouse

Osteria Rustico

You have no idea how long it takes to make red bean paste

Home made, dorm made, anyway :)

Might just use the extra glutinous rice flour to try making mochi, which is really the same concept, just unnecessarily exponentially more difficult

Happy V-Day, all!

(apologies to twang)

I love the "ha gao, siu mai" woman, even though the one at Hei La Moon doesn't shout in Cantonese. Helas.

And then we were two

as the two of you were away canoodling with your latin men and apparently not vampiric replacement-asian-girl-from-Middlebury, (!) twang and I enjoyed a lovely night and dessert at La Burdick's, which sounds more like a purveyor of fine lingerie than of ridiculously rich chocolate. The observant will note a decapitated dark chocolate mouse. Only its tail was left upon the table as we scurried back to Wellesley before the clock struck 1[1]

One of Beebe's toilets sometimes goes into a funk and just continuously flushes. I was thinking today that it would be sort of cool to pee into that one as a sort of poetic contribution of my own stale efforts into the larger and relentless torrent of society where my own mark quickly fades under the larger forces of the world. Plus, I wouldn't have to step on the flusher.

Hélas, the seat was predictably saturated and I didn't care to risk it for a poetic gesture.

Redbones lunch combo! (plus lemonade in mason jars)

Sounded much better on the menu than in actuality, unfortunately, but still gud!