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Saturday, June 24, 2006

Dinner with Me Myself and I

My Friday is a date with myself...not doing work, not going anywhere, not talking to anyone. I can't remember the last time I had a lovely unrushed meal with myself.
Sitty here, I've realized today why Father's Day has shooken me up so much this year. I miss my grandfather so much. I can't seem to stop cying this week when I think of him. Does it ever stop? The pain of wanting to hold someone phsyically. I know he's here and blah, blah...but I just miss touching him, massaging his hands, and I miss his food so much. I miss his fried rice, onion pancakes and sitcky rice black sesame balls. I miss having him lecture me about life...b/c everything he told me about the nature of people turned out to be right. And he predicted that China would rule the market one day..and I laughed him off as a child because I couldn't imagine how Chinese people could be strong in my wannabe white valley girl teenage years - liittle did I know that America's media portrayal and view of "Chinese Americans" was totally off. And look China (and India) is slowing dominating certain markets. At least everyone fears and respects China now for it's economic abilities. Anyways - I am so mad at myself that I considered some of the stuff he talked about as wacky old nostalgic Chinese man babble. I am sure one day my grandkids will think the same of me - Crazy geriatric Chinese women with her dog purses lecturing us about wearing SPF and eating enought fiber.

ps. Nha Trang is my FAVE Vietnamese Rest in nyc...get their summer shrimp rolls, watercress salad, and dry vermicelli beef/shrimp bowl and u have the PERFECT summer meal for 2 under $14.

Nha Trang Center
148 Center St, NY, NY 10013, 2129419292

My Friday Night: Walked from Chinatown to Bed-stuy

Brooklyn Bridge

I live in a city with too much to do on a Friday night. While all my other friends r hanging out or partying, I can't imagine anything better than walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. It's my meditation. In California, I would go to the ocean to watch the waves to clear my mind...here I do it on the Bridge.

today was an emotionally intense for me. Emilia and I took The Point's program to Harlem for our end of the year celebration. We went to the movies and watched Adam Sandler's Click. We all thought it would be a silly movie..which it was. But I and a few others ended crying so hard. It ended up being a really serious movie with a very important message. Nothing beats watching an intense matinee in Harlem...babies crying and audience cursing others out for being loud. So after that I went to Chinatown for my accupressure appt, had dinner by myself at Nha Trang and walked back to Bed-Stuy over the Bridge. It took 1 and 1/2hrs and it rained. It feels good to be back in Brooklyn.

Mannequin Indecency in Harlem

Only in Harlem would find a window store mannequin purposefully displayed all with their jeans pulled down. Maybe this will be the new style this summer, women walking round with their pants down...how's that for sexy huh?

Harlem back up to Bronx

Amanda Making Us all Laugh with Her Story

Amanda is telling the story of how a creepy asian man was taking pics of her in the nail salon. That's Thais and her beautiful smile in the foreground.

Bobby and Renard in Harlem

Summer It's All About the White T-Shirts. No matter what u do or how u roll, summer in nyc is all about wearing bleached white white summer t-shirts.

Yesenia and I Going to Harlem w/ The Point Crew

2 Train, Simpson Ave

Fwd: Amanda and Bobby

Amanda is going to Africa!

Everyone Want a Pic of Bobby and his Hat

125th, Harlem

Admiring Joseph and his Hat

Hunts Point, Bronx

Oh Bobby I Love Your Hat Too Much!

Want to know why? Because Finally I have truly found a fashion titillation that would be a COMPLETE UTTER TITICACA on me! So for that I can't stop admiring u and ur hat...there's just something so special bout the way u wear it.

We Love Bobby's Hat

125th, 2 train