I went to San Diego for Christmas this year with my cousin Tyler. We flew and met my mom down there, who took the train. We went to SeaWorld, a really great place to see once in a while. We saw killer whales first... beautiful!
There was a lot of reflection on the plexiglass. In fact, I was dismayed to see that one of the relections looks like the shape of Texas. How horrible!
They seemed to pose for us, looking as beautiful as ever.
On the surface, we saw some chatting with the birds. It turns out they hock stuff out of their stomach (fish usually) and try to bait the birds into coming close enough to get nabbed. Apparently, they get an average of five birds a day!
Fly away birdie!!!
The otters were adorable. I wish I could pet them...
But then again, it seem that they have very sharp teeth. I guess it's okay to look from the other side of the glass.
Later, the otters relaxed on ice. Literally. They like to sleep on ice.
More pictures to come...
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Soup and Truck
The other day while driving in town, I saw a truck and thought, "Really? You need a truck that big??"
Also, I had a great soup from Los Cabos. It's called Siete Mares, or Seven Seas. It has shrimp, crab, mussels, fish, scallops and little octopi (octopuses? whatever... many octopus) in a nice broth of some sort. I should get it to go always! They didn't skimp on the size! In fact, it was so much soup, they didn't have a take-out bowl big enough and washed an empty sour cream container to put it in!
Note the big side of chopped tomato, onion, cilantro and sliced avocado. You put it in just before eating, except for the avocado I guess. I just ate that separately. And of course, chips, salsa and tortilla shells were all included. There was also a bit of lime in another foil ball. The only thing I didn't really like was that the crab was still in the shell.
Now for great news. In just two days (the day after tomorrow), I'm going to be flying to San Diego to spend (almost) Christmas with my sister! My mom is on the train and will be there tonight, and my cousin Tyler will be flying down with me. I'm so excited, I was talking about it to friends at church. I told them the first thing I want is a carne asada burrito. I actually had a few ask what that was. :O What?!? The poor souls... I'm so excited though!!!!
Also, I had a great soup from Los Cabos. It's called Siete Mares, or Seven Seas. It has shrimp, crab, mussels, fish, scallops and little octopi (octopuses? whatever... many octopus) in a nice broth of some sort. I should get it to go always! They didn't skimp on the size! In fact, it was so much soup, they didn't have a take-out bowl big enough and washed an empty sour cream container to put it in!
Note the big side of chopped tomato, onion, cilantro and sliced avocado. You put it in just before eating, except for the avocado I guess. I just ate that separately. And of course, chips, salsa and tortilla shells were all included. There was also a bit of lime in another foil ball. The only thing I didn't really like was that the crab was still in the shell.
Now for great news. In just two days (the day after tomorrow), I'm going to be flying to San Diego to spend (almost) Christmas with my sister! My mom is on the train and will be there tonight, and my cousin Tyler will be flying down with me. I'm so excited, I was talking about it to friends at church. I told them the first thing I want is a carne asada burrito. I actually had a few ask what that was. :O What?!? The poor souls... I'm so excited though!!!!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
A Message to the Guy in the Silver Car
A message to the guy in the silver car:
Dear "Sir" (using the term loosely),
This letter is to the old man with gray hair and a big, huge moustache that went out of style in the early 80's. The guy who is probably retired and driving that silver car - a Lexus maybe - with the personalized Crater Lake plates that starts with a "P".
While I was driving five miles OVER the speed limit, and with nowhere to get out of your way because of the myriads of semi-trucks in the slow lane (the only other lane), it did not motivate me to go faster when you got so close to my bumper I couldn't see your headlights. It also didn't make me want to go anywhere to alleviate your "pain" when you backed off a couple of inches and started flashing your brights. In fact, I took great pleasure when we got to the construction area and was forced to slow to an agonizing 55 miles per hour.
Oh, Mister Old Man, it was super satisfying to slow down to 55, watching you shake your head and raise your fist in the air. Just know that you had absolutely no power and nowhere to speed around me. The more you flashed your lights and tried to climb up my tailpipe, the happier I was! And not at all inspired to squeeze between semi-trucks just so you could get to the person in front of me.
I will admit however, that when I put my blinker on and s-l-o-w-l-y moved into the other lane (when there was finally enough space), and when I smiled ever-so-sweetly at you as you passed, I admit I was surprised at you. Just remember, the next time you look to make sure it's a girl before you flip her off, one of these days a meaner girl than me might take it more personally.
Have a nice day, old man. By the way, miles down the road I saw you just a couple of cars in front of me, behind all those other slow people. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Dear "Sir" (using the term loosely),
This letter is to the old man with gray hair and a big, huge moustache that went out of style in the early 80's. The guy who is probably retired and driving that silver car - a Lexus maybe - with the personalized Crater Lake plates that starts with a "P".
While I was driving five miles OVER the speed limit, and with nowhere to get out of your way because of the myriads of semi-trucks in the slow lane (the only other lane), it did not motivate me to go faster when you got so close to my bumper I couldn't see your headlights. It also didn't make me want to go anywhere to alleviate your "pain" when you backed off a couple of inches and started flashing your brights. In fact, I took great pleasure when we got to the construction area and was forced to slow to an agonizing 55 miles per hour.
Oh, Mister Old Man, it was super satisfying to slow down to 55, watching you shake your head and raise your fist in the air. Just know that you had absolutely no power and nowhere to speed around me. The more you flashed your lights and tried to climb up my tailpipe, the happier I was! And not at all inspired to squeeze between semi-trucks just so you could get to the person in front of me.
I will admit however, that when I put my blinker on and s-l-o-w-l-y moved into the other lane (when there was finally enough space), and when I smiled ever-so-sweetly at you as you passed, I admit I was surprised at you. Just remember, the next time you look to make sure it's a girl before you flip her off, one of these days a meaner girl than me might take it more personally.
Have a nice day, old man. By the way, miles down the road I saw you just a couple of cars in front of me, behind all those other slow people. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Friday, December 07, 2007
I'm Spic-ay
Your Score: Saffron
You scored 75% intoxication, 50% hotness, 100% complexity, and 25% craziness!
You are Saffron! Those other spices have nothing on you! You're warm, smart, and you make people feel really good (and with no side-effects!). You can be difficult to get to know and require a lot of those who try, but you're so totally worth it. *Sigh*
Link: The Which Spice Are You Test written by jodiesattva on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test |
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