For the past four years, Andrew and I have maintained the tradition of going to get dimsum whenever we're both back in town. He sometimes brings a friend or two from high school so at noon today, I found myself sitting in Seidman's ancient roofless jeep with three jocks (two representing football and the other baseball).

We drove all the way to SE ( Read more... )

Back to LO. Back to the oddly quiet Westlake. Instead of having to steal garbage cans from neighbors, I see each perfect house bringing out their perfectly lined and porportioned recycling bins beside the sidewalk. Instead of the smell of gasoline from the alley way, I am sitting by the guest room window right now as the breeze brings me the scent ( Read more... )

Instead of being lazy and waiting for a bus, I decided to walk all the way back home from the Husky Stadium after tutoring today. It is a 30 minute hike from the low-lands by the lake up the thousand steps by McMahon Hall and finally through the treacherous sidewalks held by the Hobos on the Ave. But I made it. Depsite being hungry, it was a ( Read more... )