Wednesday, May 25, 2005

stupid american



an example of the kind of stupid american you would encounter if you visit keywest. The picture was taken half an hour before this dumb fuck went swimming in the ocean with his cell phone in his pocket.

oh yeah, I don't know how I not remember her, but the girl in blue is pretty hot.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Dr. X

For those of you that have read some of the earlier entry of this blog (like maybe two people), you know that this blog was partly inspired by my good friend duan's disgusting preference to warm non-alcoholic beverages. Well, this fucker graduated last week from our program with a Ph.D. in biomedical engineering or something like that. Other than his bad habit of drinking warm soda, duan is really a good person with a very good heart and a powerful mind. I am sure anyone who knows him would agree with me. Congratulation to duan, soon he will be making the big bucks so he can buy as much warm soda as he wants.

Another good friend of mine, kirstin, also just graduated recently from Washington University with a degree in physical therapy. I am also very happy for her, and happy to hear that she is on her way back to the northwest as I am writing this entry. Have a safe trip!!!

Now, it makes me wonder if I will ever graduate. I think it is entirely possible, if I cut down on my consumption of distilled and fermented beverages. But what are the chances of that happening.......

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Hummer

What happens when someone promised you something repeatedly but somehow fail to deliver the goods......frustration. It is kinda like asking for a cold soda and getting a warm one, maybe not. Anyhow, I know someone who has an interesting story about that.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

the most comfortable toe ring in the world!!!

Maybe I had a little different expectation, but doesn't matter how you look at it, keywest is a fucking dump. Oh sure, it has the southern most point on the contiental usa, hamingway's six toe cats, and it is only 90 miles from castro and his cigars. In reality, it is just another tourist trap, with elvis impersonator, ripley's believe it or not, and bullshit shops selling the most useless crap in the world, including the most comfortable toe ring in the world. The drive down is nice, if there is not too much traffic. And I suppose if you rent a boat and cruise around the water down there it would be kinda cool. But overall, keywest is just another tourist trap for all the stupid american and european who like to make fun of the stupid american. One of the things I over heard time after time during my short visit (thank god) to keywest was: "I will never come back here ever again", what an understatement.

Friday, May 13, 2005

fake tits and fucked up dogs

One interesting observation I have made during the week I have been here in miami: everyone has fake tits. It is just unreal, I have been to so-cal a lot, I really don't think there are as many fake tits down there as there are here in miami. It is like people get a tax break for having them, or they get coupon in the paper to get them for cheap. Another interesting thing is that I have seen a lot of people walking down here with a dog, but I have not seen a signle normal looking dog. Everyone has these small, fucked up look mutts. Don't get me wrong, I like dogs, I am the kind of moron who will go up to a dog anywhere and to play with it. But I was afraid of these deformed, fucked up looking things. I really don't know what the deal is with them, just keep them away from me.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

nobu

Yesterday was one of those good days that you only have once in a while. Everything went the way we wanted. Early afternoon, we walk straight into the guest only pool area of this nice boutique hotel down in south beach called Delano. Spend about 100 bucks in cocktails by the pool, got more tanned, chilled in the water, and saw some extremely hot girls, it was so awesome, that even after the sun went down, we didn't want to leave.

A short nap later, we went to dinner at nobu, which is in a hotel called shoreclub. It was another one of those really nice hotel on the beach. beach chairs are replaced with couches at night, good looking people lounging around, drinking 12 dollar cocktails. I have heard good things about nobu before, but still not so sure about these tpye of fine dinning chain and big name celebratity chef who is never in the kitchen anymore. I was very pleased with the meal, the food was of course way over priced, but every dish was excuted well, with super fresh everything. The wine list was not that great, with everything way over the top for price even for restaurant standard. Still, it was one of the better meal I have had in recent months, great food that make you over look everything else that was not so great.

Meeting some people at this club called mansion. We weren't sure if we will get in, but the cabby came through with couple of wrist band, not only they got us into the club, they got us into the VIP section. It was money. anyway, the night ended in a fairly perdicteable way, getting wasted, stumble back to the hotel at around 5.

it was such a good day, sort of make up for the fiasco on the way here.......

Saturday, May 07, 2005

you guys are going to behave yourself, right?

ok, I admit it, there are a lot of things I don't know. And one of those things is that apperantly american airline has a policy that you have to check in half and hour before your flight. Not having this little piece of knowledge created a little bit of a problem on our way to miami on friday afternoon. Arriving at the SFO at 12:40pm for a 1pm flight was not going to cut it accroding to the nice lady at the check-in counter. She check us in for the next flight at 9pm. We check in our bags. So instead of getting in miami in the early evening, we would not be getting there until like 6am the next morning, and that is just not cool. Taking the columbian's lead, we somehow got onto our original flight, without our bags (was this kosher? we wonder). The nice lady at the terminal, some how had the impression that we were intoxicated. She let us on the plane, but followed us to our seats, and wanted us to promise her that we will behave. We reluctantly agreed, and proceed to drink four or five miller lite each and some air plane bottles of Jack. We arrived in miami, in good spirit, without our bags.

The consquence of this was that we just had to stay up all night the on our first night here in the great city of miami, go back to the airport at five in the morning, coughing up 60 clams round trip taxi fair, to get our bags, which amazingly arrived on time, on the 9pm flight from SFO. By the way, here is something else I did not know, burger king's breakfast sandwich at 5:30 in the morning at the airport was surprisingly tasty, wash down with, what else, ice cold cola.

p.s. warm soda blows