idiosyncrasy of tea

A place where I can vent and tell my crazy anecdotes in order to spread the joy that is me.

Saturday, July 30, 2005


Day 3: The Burial Posted by Picasa


The same breakfast all three days: imitation shredded meat vietnamese sandwiches. It tasted nothing like that. Posted by Picasa


Food from the temple is always so tasty or is it because I'm always so hungry? Posted by Picasa


We needed to wash with grapefruit leaves and hop over a burning piece of that brown paper before we could enter the house. Posted by Picasa


The home alter of offerings. Posted by Picasa


Everyone's a bit tired after all of the day's activities. Posted by Picasa


it looks almost like the meat version, almost tastes like it too, almost. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, July 28, 2005


Lots of flowers means lots of watering. Posted by Picasa


Everytime someone came to pay their respects, members of the family had to return their bows. Posted by Picasa


Mmmm, tasty. Posted by Picasa


It's dangerous work for some. Posted by Picasa


Burning some money for grandpa to use. Posted by Picasa


more viewing Posted by Picasa


Day 2: The Viewing Posted by Picasa


The right side is my grandpa's name. Posted by Picasa


Lots of flowers and lots of reflecting. Posted by Picasa


We kept busy folding some offerings, some turned out very well. Posted by Picasa


grandma's got alot of support Posted by Picasa


buddhist vegetarian style food is tasty? Posted by Picasa


Funeral Day 1 Posted by Picasa

Sunday, July 24, 2005


Here's to the coolest grandpa ever. I'm going to miss you. Posted by Picasa

Friday, July 22, 2005

Try Two

And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go

And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, okay, guess it's better to turn this way

-The Decembrists "Here I Dreamt I was an Architect"

Wednesday, July 20, 2005


Only the coolest plush toy ever created! His arms move and his hat comes off to reveal the lego nubbin! Posted by Picasa

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Well, that just sucks

I bought Meteos for the DS because it was made by the same guy that created the awesome game Lumines for the PSP. Boy was I let down. I'm not sure if it's the DS's hardware limitations or what, but the Meteos isn't as pretty as Lumines or as fun to play. A rough analogy would be that Lumines is like Tetris, whereas Meteos tries to be like Columns, which I never liked as much as Tetris. Anywho, maybe I should give it another couple hours of play before I pass too hard of a judgement on the game.

Suckage point number two: I miss Bob . . . alot.

Gosh, I hope I don't do something stupid like call him or write one of those sad begging letters.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

I'm not drunk, but it would be nice if I were

Being allergic to alcohol is the absolute pits, especially when you're in Las Vegas and feeling down. Admittedly it was great hanging out with friends and family and they really helped me to not think about problems and such, but every now and then it comes back. I just wish I could have spent the weekend like I had originally planned to with that person whose birthday is a few days away, making me think about it even more because of all the plans that I had made. Drinking would've been helpful. Time to be alone and mopey. C'est la vie.