If you don’t have anything nice to say (besides how many pretend associates you’ve whacked in your virtual crime syndicate or how many ethereal planks and nails you need to complete an imaginary stable), don’t say anything at all.
Mina has broken out in red dots all over her face and back… Roseola? Fifth disease? Measles?
Going back on the 27th does not look good – there’s no way they’ll let her through looking like this.
Who knows how this will turn out. Sometimes you just have to relinquish control and let things be how they be. You know, just let it flow. Like this:
I used to be an apple weenie, but then I decided to live in the third world, and as we all know, apple doesn’t care about poor people. So it’s been a revelation visiting home and using my sister’s iPhone for a week when she was on a cruise, and to a lesser extent, my mom’s MacBook to aggregate photos and video from several different sources.
The iPhone was pretty cool and three killer apps for me were Google Maps (although I tried the Android version on my cousin’s phone and it was even better), Gmail, and a Mafia Wars-type world war game that I got addicted to in a frighteningly crack-like way.
What really tickled me, though, was seeing an iPad for the first time. My cousin S got free tickets for Stars on Ice (which people still call Ice Capades) a few days ago and invited us to come. We took the babies and I had to check in our stroller at the Guest Link office at Staples Center before we could enter the stands. While I was getting my claim stub, a woman came in with her iPad, sobbing. She explained that the ushers were insisting that she had to check in her “baby” because she couldn’t have it in the stands. When I left, she was still trying to convince the clerk to make sure nothing happened to her baby and going so far as to wrap it in her cardigan.
Talking to my dad’s older sister today, I learned something very important. My father has the only western name (as opposed to Japanese) among all his siblings because his oldest sister named him after a popular actor at the time, Dave O’Brien (real name David Poole Fronabarger). The other thing of great importance is that Dave O’Brien had a memorable role in Reefer Madness.
That is all.
We didn’t even bring a camera, but everyone around us is taking photos so I’ll gather them all together just before we leave. Anyways, that’s one reason I’m not posting photos.