Monday, September 19, 2011

Super Bon

My best friend is Asian. I love her dearly and she's helped me discover new foods and drinks, such as Ramune.

Ramune tastes like tonic water and helps you burp. Not much else to it unless you get the melon flavored variety, which tastes like tonic water with a hint of melon. The beauty of Ramune is that there is a sealed marble inside of the bottle. You tear off a plastic tab from the top of the bottle and slap it back down. The slap causes the marble to dislodge and then you can enjoy the bubbly beverage.

It's worth buying at least once just for the fun of slapping a bottle and hearing the marble clink around.


Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The Lengths

I started school two weeks ago and I'm avoiding studying at all costs. It's not that I'm lazy...I'm just terrified of failure. It makes sense in my head.
 Here's today's picture:
I took this picture at the Renaissance Fair a couple of months ago. This guy was just walking around with a turtle (or is it a tortoise?) on his head. I applaud anyone that just 'is.' This man seems to really enjoy renaissance garb and his pet so he combined the two and went for a stroll.

I've been called weird, crazy, strange, abnormal, abby normal, and ridiculous and I have yet to be offended by it. If you have freak flag, let it fly. The truly remarkable thing is that when you're honest to yourself, amazing people come into your life and you can be certain that they love you because you're the person that walks with a turtle on your head and not in spite of it.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

November 2010. Chocolate chip ice cream and peanut butter/walnut cookies in West L.A. Not much to say other than 'mmmm.'

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Sweets

Rome. November 2010

All of the vendors were out early but no shoppers. It was bitterly cold and most people with any sort of sense were asleep in bed. Not I. I was out taking pictures and not shopping because the average chocolate bar was two euros or just about four dollars - - four dollars for a roman version of a Snickers?

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Work is Fun-ish

Halloween at the office 2010.

Wendy was charging at me telling me not to take this picture and I feared for my camera phone's safety.

I love my job and my co-worker's, there are few people that I'd be as happy working with.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Bountiful Sunset

October 2010
Bountiful, Utah

This was taken on a busy Saturday. The morning was spent at the Semi-Annual Conference held by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. The afternoon consisted of shopping and strolling around Temple Square in Salt Lake. By sunset, my best friend and I had survived the insane organization of Utah streets and found our friend's home in Bountiful.

Once there, we drove towards the top of a hill. The three of us sat on a bench and talked about the normal subjects that three girls talk about, minus boys, we're too cool to talk about boys.

It was an amazing day full of reunions and uplifting messages - it seemed only appropriate that the sun should set in such a warm and all-enveloping manner.

Truly, the light was too bright for my eyes and I just pointed my camera towards the sun and hoped for the best.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Frigid Seine

Paris, France
December 2009

The bateaux-mouche was inching along the River Seine, bobbing up and down gently. The air was frigid and crisp. In the background, I could hear Edith Piaf's Greatest Hits album getting another play on the boat's sound system.

I wrapped my camera's strap around my wrist, set it on the rail, and tried to take some steady pictures.

The picture isn't the best, it is grainy. But when I see it, I immediately remember the lights reflecting off of the water and the slowed sounds of the city at rest. I remember wanting to put on my gloves when I could no longer feel the tips of my fingers but refusing to do so for fear of letting my camera slip into the water and losing all proof that I had set foot on Parisian soil/boat.

The lights from the apartments that line the river are proof that people actually live in these buildings. It is a reminder that someone is blessed enough to live on a street, and in a building, that to me could only exist in a dream.

Edith Piaf's, "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" 30 sec clip from myspace.com