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Thursday, December 03, 2009

Scobby Dru.

For Halloween this year, we decided to finally do the group costume that we had talked about Halloween 2008. We looked online and decided to do an American Apparel Scooby Doo Halloween.




Tu bought a child's Hanna Montana wig to use for his Fred costume. There had to be some cut and styling before it could be complete.


















That Tu, he's so hot right now.





Tramanh's Daphne wig just, you know, sitting by the night stand.





Tu decided to take over the clipping requirements and had me sit down to model.





Putting on the finishing touches










As for me, I went as, of course, Shaggy.





WHHHHHYYYYYYYY





Mine was also the laziest costume ever in existence, as befits his personality. Tramanh graciously bought me an (ugh) American Apparel deep v-neck. Tu lent me his brown fancy pants.





Oh yeah, and Tramanh styled my hair to be more Shaggy-like. It was my first time ever getting my hair straightened. This consisted of three phases. Phase 1: Blow Dry. Sweat. Phase 2: Straighten. Sweat. Phase 3: Style. Sweat some more. I swear, I am the sweatiest person alive outside of those people who actually have hyperhydrosis.





Shaggy slouchy time.





Tramanh's Daphne costume was pretty impressive, considering I have no idea where you get clothes like Daphne.





Uno went as Scooby Doo. But really, he was just being Uno.





The finished costumes.









The girls.





Setting up.





We tried to pose like this, the reference photo.





When googling, google pointed out a page where someone had written "SCOBBY DOO", thus a running joke was born.





The Halloween party.



 

The landlords.





WHHHHHYYYYYYYY



Food.

Just some random pictures of food.



For Tramanh's birthday bash in July, they ordered some 75 pieces of chicken from Popeye's. On a scale of fried chicken, Popeye's > Church's > KFC > Hartz's. Perhaps I should begin rating restaurants and movies on the fried chicken scale ("Man, that movie was so KFC"). We were left with quite a bit of fried chicken after the party, which we consumed for over a week after. Fried chicken sandwiches never got old to me. I always like to eat foods in their near purest form to preserve their original flavor (bread or rice serve as a buffer from overpowering flavor) so I tend to never use mayonnaise or ketchup, much to the disgust of my landlords. They also like to do things like microwave leftovers that should be oven heated, much to the disgust of me (jay kay, jay kay, guys).





This is what the McDonald's Angus Third Pounder looks like under some nice studio lighting and not in real life. It tastes pretty good for a $4 fast food burger, but nowhere near as good as burger joints.





Maggi is the lifeblood of this household.





But it is not soy sauce. You don't use this during dim sum to douse your dumplings in. That's like saying Worcestershire sauce is soy sauce. It's not, okay?





Nights drinking wine around the kitchen island with the landlords are my favorite nights. Good old sit down conversation with no other distractions. Seems like it's fast becoming a lost art these days, much like chatting on the phone (which I personally avoid because people only seem to call as a filler while they're driving some place these days rather than really just calling just because).





I bought this barrel of wine for Tramanh's birthday because, well, c'mon, it's a barrel of wine.





Its now-empty carcass serves to hold Tu's change. Someone told me that guys don't carry around change- is that true? I find it most rewarding to pay for a purchase in exact change that leaves no additional change in my pockets, which is pretty rare. The next best thing is paying with sufficient change to get quarters back. It also makes me do math in my head a lot. My brain age is 10.





I bought some chestnuts from the asian grocery store. They're pretty good for a buck a pack. I just find the warning of "CONTAINS CHESTNUT" directly under the ingredients amusing.


Monday, November 30, 2009

They'll have to pry it from my cold, dead hands...





Saturday, November 28, 2009

Donny & Roz.

Donny and Roz tied the knot two weeks back. It's been a while since I'd been to a close friend's wedding (despite everyone settling down and getting engaged these days), and I'd have to say it was a blast. After living with them for 2 years (and them being engaged halfway into it), it was about time. The wedding was nice and simple, and by the end of the night it was their close friends dominating the dance floor. In terms of fun, it was about as good as you could want.



At the ceremony.





Yen went to elementary school right across the street from the church.





Jeannie being all bridesmaidy





Melissa trying not to laugh. She's always yelling at me all "STOP MAKING ME LAUGH", but no dice. I will NEVER STOP.





















I've lived with these two for 2 years and I think I've only seen them kiss once. This wedding was the most pda I've ever seen from these two. Awesome.

























Then, the post-agenda activities begin...













Poor Roz, Aggies are a strange bunch.





















Pretty much the end of the night.

So congrats again, Donny and Roz. You guys deserve it.


Ellie.

They found Ellie in the street and she followed them home. No tags. According to the vet, she had recently given birth, but being so young- maybe a year or two-, she didn't know to look for her pups. Tu and Tramanh decided to temporarily foster her until they could find someone to adopt her. Fortunately, her aunt ended up adopting her, so happily ever after.



A pretty calm dog- very well-natured and docile.





Watching her reflection.





Or maybe the reflection of the creepy guy with the camera.

























Getting the last of her shots.





Pepper trying to steal her food.



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