I don’t want to know what secret Victor’s keeping.
I’m thinking about driving down to WSC tomorrow to use their library. Anybody want to come with?
I just recalled that I said “hella” yesterday in conversation. That is my life’s greatest regret.
Since it’s available for instant viewing on Netflix, I thought I’d watch a bit of “Year One” so that I could say I turned it off half-way through. It ceased being funny before the opening credits were over.
Part of me wants to stop losing weight as I have only just discovered that right now I’m exerting against the Earth a force of about 1 kilonewton. That’s a nice round number.
Clay’s family celebrates with him in 1987 on his second Easter. Appearing are his parents Alan & Jane Ellen Smith, grandparents Charles & Evelyn Brooks, and uncle Fred Brooks.
From my grandfather’s home movies. Digitized in its entirety.
(You’ll definitely have to click to view the large photo in order to see what I’m talking about.)
This evening I watched “Without a King” (on Netflix), a documentary about Swaziland, the last absolute monarchy in Africa. In one final scene, I noticed something awesome. When HRH First Princess Sikhanyiso goes out to see an HIV/AIDS orphanage, a crowd of children gathers around her. For a brief moment, you see a kid wearing a white t-shirt with the words, “CLAY SEX”, emblazoned on the back. That’s all.
Anyway, I recommend this film. The country is predominately Christian, and for all of the complaints the people and the international community have about the king, the filmmakers follow his first wife to church where she worships with sincerity. Plus, the First Princess attended Biola in the mid-Naughts. Be warned that a few scenes have National Geographic-style nudity. (Some people may recognize my appreciation of this film to be the result of my interest in monarchy.)
Going under bridge overpasses is the best part of driving in the rain. It’s a very soothing rhythm. California freeways are great for this because overpasses are so frequent.
My sister Anna Li’s in-class doodles are significantly more advanced than mine. (To see the sweet narwhal up-close, click the photo to enlarge.
(Warning: Parts of this movie are kind of gooey and gross.)
Joy was born with a double cleft lip and palette. She recently had scar revision surgery to update the work that had been performed when she was an infant in China before my parents adopted her. For a few weeks, Joy had stitches in her lip and a rubbery device up her nose to provide structure as she healed. That had to come out.
My father captured this movie with Joy in the doctor’s office. She was a cute little trooper, wasn’t she?
