Monday, December 28, 2009


I took the GRE this morning.

The studying I've been doing over the past 3 months (which accelerated significantly over the past week) really paid off. I'm pretty happy with my score. It'll be a nice thing to put in my grad school apps.

Have I blogged about these apps? I guess not. I've been applying to masters programs in International Relations at a couple of schools. Applications are due in January. This is not a new decision, so no excitement yet.

There was excitement, however, in my little happy heart after the GRE, so I went for a celebratory surf session in Del Mar. I don't know if it was the bigger waves or my puny shrunken arm muscles, but it took me a good half hour to paddle out past the break. And I drank a lot of sea water today.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

San Diego and the Little Sis

The past few days have been filled with a lot of family time and GRE studying. Kimi didn't come into town until Christmas Eve's Eve, so I spent a lot of time with just my youngest sister Jennifer. Usually, I either hang out with both of the sisters or none, so it was a new thing to have some one on one time with the girl I used to avoid at all costs when I was younger.

Jen has grown into a really awesome person and I can say that we're definitely friends. We've had a blast getting our groove on to music in the car while driving places and she's used her GRE expertise to help me prep for the GRE vocabulary session.

The few days before Christmas, I also had the chance to see some kids from high school that I rarely see... I hope to take advantage of all my time here to do more of that.

I'll probably say this again soon, but the weather in San Diego is ridiculously nice than the weather on the east coast.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

70 Degrees and Opera

After my final and my last day at UNHCR (at least for this year), I flew home to San Diego, CA - just barely escaping the ridiculous DC snowfall by a day or so. BTW, it's 70 degrees here. It's 30 degrees there.

I've laid low here so far and haven't called any friends yet because I'm focusing on finishing a draft of my personal statement before the weekend ends. My designated San Diego fun so far was Les Contes d'Hoffman.

What? You don't know what Les Contes d'Hoffman is? It's an awesome opera that is being performed at the NY Met right now. More importantly, my friend Clare is performing in it. To support her, I bought a ticket to the San Diego showing (one of many, actually). It was a filmed version of the whole show, and it lasted about 4 hours. I was a little worried about the length and the fact that no one in the movie theater was under 65 (my mom calls them "white-hairs"), but the opera turned out to be amazing. I was really entertained and I got to see Clare up close on the big screen! In my opinion, she deserves a Tony and an Oscar. There you go Clare, halfway to your EGOT.

(my view of the show - not bad, eh?)

More on my warm San Diego adventures when I emerge from my dark grad school application hole like a blinking February groundhog.

My Econ Final

I don't have my final grade yet, but this how my Macroeconomics final went:

In summary... it went very well. I expect an A in the class.

Sunday, December 13, 2009


The main event of the weekend - Tuba Christmas! I first heard about this from my friend Lori in October and resolved to participate. I rented a baritone horn in San Diego when I was home for Thanksgiving, flew it across the country, and I was ready to go.

Tuba Christmas. What can you say about it? It was 500 tuba and euphonium players on the ice rink at the Rockefeller Center with hundreds of people watching. I don't envy the poor conductor who tried to make us sound decent while the rain poured down around us, but I had a blast! I might find some pictures in the future... until then, enjoy the pictures Matt took of SantaCon 09!

SantaCon 09

So, my plan for the weekend was Tuba Christmas. However, our friend Pfunk convinced us to play at SantaCon 09 on Saturday as well. I thought, why not? I imagined Lori, Pfunk and myself playing Christmas carols in some convention center as Santas walked by on the way to different lap-sitting and present-promising workshops. That was not at all what SantaCon was.

SantaCon is not a convention. It's a movement. Santas began congregating in five different spots outside of Manhattan (the five boroughs maybe?) and slowly moved through bars and subways until they converged in Manhattan. We met up with some Santas in Brooklyn and started playing Christmas music on our baritone horns. People loved it. We ended up leading a contingent of about 20 Santas to a bar in the East Village. There is no set schedule for SantaCon, so when other Santas saw our Santas tweeting about the bar we were at, they came too. Groups of Santas just kept entering, and everytime we would yell, "Look! It's Santa Claus!" By the time there were about 50 Santas in the bar, it got pretty rowdy, with people singing (yelling) impromptu Christmas carols.

At 3:00pm, we went to Washington Square park, where all the Santas from everywhere were meeting (all by word of mouth and Twitter, as far as I could tell). Lori and I obviously got in the middle of the Santas and led some amazing caroling. There must have been five hundred Santas there. It was amazing.

UNHCR Holiday Party

On Wednesday, our office threw a holiday party which doubled as a going-away party for our Deputy Regional Representative, Thomas. The party planners decked out the office in amazing lights and decorations, giving the whole floor a distinctive holiday cheer.

My job was to make a digital fireplace, which I feel I did really well. For those of you interested, I found an HD fireplace video on YouTube which seemed pretty great. I then downloaded Greasemonkey, a Firefox add-on, and downloaded two scripts: Loopy (which allowed for the YouTube video to infinitely loop) and another script that stopped this annoying ad from popping up within the video. Finally, I played the whole thing full screen on a big fat monitor near the bar - it felt like there was an actual fireplace!

At the party, I served as the bartender, and boy was I needed! We filled the office with about 100 guests: UNHCR staff and families, our partners at refugee resettlement agencies, and government partners at the Department for Homeland Security and the State Department. Between some delicious Thai food catering and the wine, beer and scotch I was doling out, I think people had a pretty good time.

My favorite office holiday decoration: Secretary General Ban Ki-Moon and High Commissioner for Refugees Antonio Guterres with Santa beards!

Friday, December 11, 2009

The Princess and the Frog

I am extremely excited to see Disney's The Princess and the frog this weekend - the first traditionally animated feature film by Disney since 2004's Home on the Range. If you aren't familiar with my love of Disney, it's important to know that in 2006, I watched the whole Disney Feature Animated Films Canon.

From the Washington Post:

The Princess and the Frog

She's the belle of the ball

By Ann Hornaday
Friday, Dec. 11, 2009

Few movies have been greeted with as much anticipation -- and outright apprehension -- than "The Princess and the Frog," Disney's first animated movie to feature an African American princess. You can exhale now: "The Princess and the Frog" is a triumph on every one of the myriad levels it has been asked to succeed on.

Anika Noni Rose ("Dreamgirls," "The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency") gives mellifluous spoken and musical voice to Tiana, who works as a waitress in 1920s New Orleans and dreams of opening her own restaurant. When the handsome Prince Naveen (Bruno Campos) arrives in town, at first it looks like he'll be married off to Charlotte (Jennifer Cody), a spoiled Southern belle whose family employed Tiana's seamstress mother. But when villainous voodoo doctor Facilier (Keith David) intervenes, everyone's plans go awry, with both Tiana and Prince Naveen winding up as frogs lost in the Louisiana bayou.

With a lilting, catchy score written by the venerable Randy Newman and hand-drawn animation that evokes the most cherished Disney classics, "The Princess and the Frog" effortlessly takes its place in one of cinema's most-revered canons, managing to be groundbreaking and utterly familiar at the same time. The film's setting in New Orleans, with its African, European, Caribbean and Native American influences, allows for a gratifyingly diverse mix of ethnicities and hues among its characters, which also include a Cajun firefly named Ray and a trumpet-playing alligator named Louis. Most important, Tiana turns out to be not just pretty but competent and self-sufficient, embodying the principle that wishing upon a star might help you express your dreams, but hard work, character and perseverance make them come true. "The Princess and the Frog" has been a long time coming, but it's well worth the wait.

At area theaters. Contains nothing objectionable. 95 minutes.

Monday, December 7, 2009

My First Snow

It snowed all day yesterday. Although it didn't stick in the streets, it made a pretty little blanket on our front yard. I got really excited and went outside to take pictures. Then I hurried back inside because it was freezing.

I've been in snow before. I've seen it snow before. However, there's something a little magical about watching it come down outside your own bedroom window.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Oh Wow!

I was just watching a dog playing with its owner in the lot across the street from my window. It was a pretty big Doberman Pinscher and seemed to be very happy to be outside (it was probably shut in all day yesterday during the snow). It was prancing around, but then it saw a person walking by on the street and it started running toward him. I was worried for a second that the dog was going to bite the passerby (Dobermans are always portrayed as bad dogs in Disney movies) but it ran past him and into the street.

The dog was immediately slammed by a taxi going 20 mph! What??? The Doberman must have flown 20 feet. I ran down the stairs to see if the owner was ok... it's really hard to watch your own dog get killed by a car, but when I got downstairs, he was petting his dog which apparently survived. I asked and his dog was ok.

Wow. If you want a dog that'll put a dent in a taxi hood and walk away without a scratch, go with a Doberman Pinscher.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Thanksgiving & Family Time

Ahhh... Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday of the year. I put my DC adventuring on hold to return to Sunny California for the three Fs: Family, Friends and Food.

My first stop our of the San Diego Airport was JalapeƱo's, a late night taco shop where I got my first burrito in two months. I went home and sat around with my sisters over Mexican food and a couple of beers and caught up.

Thanksgiving was the same-old same-old. If you think that I mean to say that it was boring, you obviously don't know what I do for Thanksgiving. We went over to my dad's parents' house for a bunch of family time. Our Georgia cousins had flown out and we filled that house with conversation and laughter while emptying it of food. We did Thanksgiving dinner around 3:00pm. My family then headed over to my mom's parents' where we ate a second Thanksgiving dinner and doubled the good old family time. Amazing.

The day after Thanksgiving, I took my teen-aged cousins (I can't believe how old they've gotten!) to the La Jolla Tide Pools with my sisters. It was 75 degrees and beautiful. I worked really hard to remember then sun because I won't be getting anymore in DC.

Saturday I helped another cousin (on the other side of the family) move into a new house and then did a whirlwind friend visit. I had dinner with my buds Kevin and Jessie and got a chance to see two other high school friends at a local bar.

Pictures from my short Thanksgiving trip to come soon, a la Matt Spitz.

Big Game, Big Fun

Last week I discovered that there are Stanford people in Washington DC! Unfortunately, I also discovered that Cal fans also exist here.

Last Saturday was Big Game, which is such a sotried rivaly and tradition that it needs no introduction but does require capitalization. I went with Lindsay (who at this point has a pretty great track record of introducing me to awesome people) to a party in Capitol Hill. When I arrived, it was a like I had stepped through a geographical warp gate and had ended up on the upper row at Stanford. I didn't know most people at the Big Game pre-party/tailgate, but I "knew" almost all of them in that I had seen them around, etc. It felt really comfortable and after some good old Stanford-style celebration, we headed over to the main event.

The main event was a Stanford Alumni Association sponsored Big Game viewing party in Chinatown. They rented out a whole bar for Stanford and Cal alums to watch the game. It was crowded, but super fun. I was wedged in between a Cal girl from San Diego and the bar, where I managed to lead a few cheers in response to the Cal fans' incredibly organized cheering and singing. You have to give those guys credit, they can be a-holes sometimes, but they make great sports fans. Anyway, I saw a whole bunch of people, from a residential staffer from my sophomore year dorm to my old boss.

Things were going swimmingly, even when Stanford lost the advantage in the fourth quarter, we were on a game winning drive... 13 yards to go and it was only second down. Then...

"Hey Andrew Luck! Give it to nationally acclaimed Heisman candidate running back Toby Gerhart! What? You're gonna throw an interception instead? Oh. Poop."

The game ended on a sadder note, but I still really enjoyed myself and am glad to have found some Stanford brothers and sisters to party with when partying is needed.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Furniture Scramble Play-by-Play

On my way home, I walk by a giant pile of stuff (furniture, clothes, etc.) outside of an apartment building. I guess someone died or got evicted or won the lottery.
I spot a really sweet gigantic dresser and a very comfortable looking couch.
After briefly considering trying to carry 200 pounds of stuff on my back, I realize that I have some other scavenger competition. I hurry home.
I pull out my super nifty iPhone with its super nifty ZipCar iPhone app and reserve a car while walking the rest of the way home.
I get home and change into my power moving clothes.
I pick up a truck from a ZipCar location blocks from my house and drive back to the pile of stuff.
Other scavengers have made off with smaller pieces of furniture, but no one has been able to get a car to the pile yet. I show up and awkwardly lift a giant couch and a giant wooden dresser into the truck.
After dropping the furniture off in my front yard, I return the ZipCar. This whole adventure has cost me $7.
I return home to discover that my roommates are home and cool to help me carry this furniture up two flights of stairs.
After much grunting and a testosterone-induced plan that ended up with our front door being un-installed, my stuff is in my room!
I become very nervous that I may have inadvertently introduced bedbugs into our home.

Bedbugs or no, I now have a fully functional room. In two hours I have become the KING OF THE SCAVENGERS!

*12/2/2009 Update: We don't have bedbugs. False alarm!

New York, Part 2

This last weekend I went back to New York for the second weekend in a row. Two more friends, Liz and Eric were coming into town and considering that I won't be moving back to California any time soon, I decided it would be nice to see them.

The weekend was filled with NY style pizza and a plentiful helping of bagels. Saturday evening, we watched the Stanford - USC game at my friend Matt's house with a room full of rowdy, raucus Stanford fans. It was awesome. Matt had a housewarming party afterward, making for a great night.

On Sunday, we went to the natural history museum, where they had a whole display about what I've been trying to warn people for years: BIRDS ARE DINOSAURS!

We finished out the weekend at this awesome place called Shake Shack and I got some awesome burgers and shakes (well, actually, just one of each) for the road. Thanks New York, you've been great. I'll see you in December for Tuba Christmas!

Friday, November 13, 2009

I Am a Walking Machine

This morning I was sitting in class and I decided to google how far my daily walks are. This is what I found:

My morning walk to class at George Washington (MWF) is 2.0 miles.

My morning walk to work at UNHCR (MTTh) is 1.5 miles.

That's 18 miles of no-nonsense strutting every week. I am a walking machine.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Photo Series!

I've always wanted to do one of these, and I finally got the chance while visiting my friends Victor and Cady in Brooklyn. The random guy who we made take the last picture must have thought we were idiotic. We kind of are.

Yes. Definitely idiots.

Armistice Day

War sucked then and it still sucks now. In remembrance of those who fought in the War to End All Wars and a reminder to those who still have not learned its lessons:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

Monday, November 9, 2009

New York, Part 1

This last weekend, I took the Boltbus to New York. This is just the first of two New York trips in a row because I have friends flying out both weekends and I am motivated by guilt. My old roommate Mike would say that I should convert to Catholicism because apparently they're all about that guilt stuff.

I got into the city a bit before midnight - enough time to grab a beer with some friends at a bar in the East Side.


Mom & Matt at the Bar

Saturday morning, I had a great brunch with some more kids and a dad before we headed out for Gusto! in Central Park. It was a great game of Gusto! despite the fact that we had to tamper with the rules a bit to accommodate some dumb NY law about not hitting little soccer-playing kids with baseballs during certain seasons. It started out a little chilly (hence the coffee cups, obviously), but the day evolved into a rare warm November day with the sun smiling down on us all.

Brunch with the FroSoCos

This was a double!

The Gusto! Planners

Gusto! New York (Home) vs. Rural America (Away)

We called last inning at Gusto! just as the Stanford-Oregon football game was beginning. I'm not sure if you follow sports or miracles, but my alma mater just broke into a winning season for the first time since 2001. It was a big deal. We watched and cheered from a bar near Central Park called Mollie Pitcher's.

I ditched the Stanford kids for a bit to have dinner with my best friend, his fianceƩ and a friend of theirs. We had a blast, first with a delicious sushi dinner followed by drinks.

Sunday, I met up with yet another New York couple in Brooklyn (by the way, Brooklyn has this awesome family feel. I would live there.) and took an awesome photo series before sitting down for a hipster brunch.

I finished up the weekend chilling in the grass in Central Park with some awesome kids. Overall, a great success of a trip.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Seen in DC #5


It's beautiful. I should buy this season for California. This is a picture I took in Rock Creek Park, while I was taking a walk this weekend.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Lasagna from Scratch

This is me bragging about my awesome cooking abilities.




Sunday, November 1, 2009

Go Caps!

Sunday, post-Moomin, I went to my first NHL game with Bonnie. I used to go to San Diego Gulls games all the time growing up, but that's not really hockey. It's fighting with hockey breaks.

The Capitals had an great game and I had a great time, but they gave up a goal in the last 30 seconds of the third period which led to an unfortunate overtime.

It says on the back of my ticket that I'm prohibited from taking pictures and distributing them, but I doubt I'll get sued considering how poorly taken this picture is.


Last week, my friend Katharine forwarded me a link. Apparently, the Kids Euro Festival is going on, and a part of that is a performance of the Moomins. Finnish cartoons from her childhood. Moomins? What are Moomins? I youtubed them and discovered this (watch it all):

After that terrifying experience, I was a bit apprehensive, but decided we should go see these Moomins alive in all their strange, Finnish glory. On Sunday, we headed over to the Finnish embassy, which looks like it was constructed out of chicken wire, but is actually very pleasant on the inside.

We found some pillows in the floor among a sea of five-year-olds and got weird looks from parents until a sudden haunting harmonica sound struck out. A middle-aged man in a funny green outfit (Snufkin) came out, playing the harmonica. He was soon joined by a giant costumed badger-like creature (Moomintroll) and they played the Moomin theme song.

It's really weird. They were joined by a fox character and a woman with ridiculous eyebrows and a ridiculous red wig. I couldn't stop laughing the whole time. Although I'm pretty sure that I'm glad I grew up on Sesame Street and Looney Toons, I have a lot of respect for what these people do. Weird, but wonderful.

Also, I got a European Union snap bracelet. Thanks, Europe!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy Halloween

From 1308 W!

Seen in DC #4

These pants.


In college, I made enough costumes that I never really took Halloween too seriously. This year, I decided I'm going to be a little better about my costuming.

After discovering that there is not a single fabric store in the District of Columbia, I got into my ZipCar and drove to Falls Church, Virginia. Falls Church has a Joann's, a Michaels, and an extremely suburban feel that made me feel at home.

I bought a bunch of fabric (on sale, boo-yah!), a pair of fabric scissors and a ton of safety pins. Why safety pins? Well, back in the day, I used sewing machines to keep my costumes together, but as far as I can tell, no one rents sewing machines out here, or anywhere for that matter. After a night of cutting and safety-pinning, I realized that in certain places of my costume, safety pins weren't going to cut it, so I bought some thread and sewed the armpits and shoulders.

I am now the proud owner of an overly-elaborate, yet poorly constructed easter bunny costume! Pictures to come once my friend Caitlin sends them to me.

Update 11.4.2009: Finished (as it'll ever be) bunny costume and Jesus. We share a holiday!

Seen in DC #3

A marshmallow peeps bunny on a foreclosed/abandoned house.

Seen in DC #2

Zombie Abraham Lincoln.

On the metro. I don't even think this had anything to do with Halloween.

How Would You Like Your Event? Well Done?

So, after years (more like weeks) of intense planning, we finally hosted the Nansen Award Ceremony, which I told you about earlier. What to say about it? It was an incredibly swanky event in the pavilion room of the Ronald Reagan Building. We had world-renowned operatic singer Barbara Hendricks perform (I got to escort her around the city. She's very nice). We had congressmen, ambassadors and the Kennedy family in attendance. We had John Dau and Ann Curry speak (to name a few). We had a string quartet. We had amazing hors d'voures (which I didn't have time to eat but I heard they rocked).

The best part was that I was able to be intimately involved in planning this wonderful event and it was fun as heck. We showed this great video to honor Senator Kennedy and his work with refugees and his widow, Victoria Kennedy, gave a touching acceptance speech.

It was the most well-planned, well-run event I've ever been involved in and I learned a lot. Thanks, TK. This one was for you.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Seen in DC #1

A school bus for a "Lycee Rochambeau."

Now, my French is a little rusty, but I translate that as the Academy of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Required reading includes Nothing Beats Rock by the Comte de Rochambeau.

How to Choose a School

After work today I went to a panel at SAIS titled, "A New United Nations Path to Peace? The Practice and Promise of the Peacebuilding Commission."

It was a pretty interesting discussion of the (relatively) new UN Peacebuilding Commission. Afterwords at the reception I ended up talking to this guy who is a student at the Elliott School and I asked him about choosing IR schools. Most of what he told me gave me extreme tour guide deja vu - "Talk to lots of students and ask them about their experiences."

A particularly helpful piece of advice then was presented: Unlike undergrad, you know what you're interested in now, so find the professors who do the most interesting stuff and apply to the schools where they teach classes.

What that means for me? I'm going to go to a lot more panels, hearings and talks like the one today to narrow down the subjects that I'm very passionate about and the rest will be smooth sailing.

...either that or go to The Rock, Paper, Scissors Academy.

Sunday, October 18, 2009


I was invited to a Halloween pumpkin carving party.

Isn't that how most stories begin? On Friday, I went with my friend Katharine to pick up pumpkins for carving. After doing some serious pumpkin evaluation, we found one awesome pumpkin with a lot of character. That's when we found my squash. It was (is) this weird, green gourd thingie with a long, tubey top. Pictures to come soon (a la Matt Spitz).

Saturday, we made our way to the abode of Katie, a friend from high school were a got to meet a bunch of her cool friends and enjoy her awesome view of the DC from her Chinatown rooftop.

My squash gourd was slowly transformed into a grinch-looking squash-o-lantern, and Katharine really failed to make her pumpkin look mean, but succeeded in making a really friendly, happy jack-o-lantern!

Flag Football

Today, my roommates and I drove out to suburban Virginia to play some football. Apparently, an old college buddy of one of my roommates owns a house by an elementary school and went out and bought some flags - add the rain and cold and we were all set for an awesome 3 hour muddy game of five on five.

Afterwords, we went inside and watched the early afternoon's NFL games, had some beers and when we got home, my house ordered 3 pizzas, making for a pretty manly Sunday.

I'm planning to do it all again this coming Saturday, and my cleats are getting shipped out from California, so I'll probably have a bit more traction and a bit less mud all over my clothes.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Dog Park

There's a cool little dog park in a triangle formed by the intersection of New Hampshire, S Street and 17th Street. People just bring their dogs, let them loose and they play. It's awesome and right in the middle of my walk to work.

I've taken to stopping on my way home to watch the dogs play. Some of them are super excited, some of them ignore the others and sniff the ground, and some are scared as hell and hide behind me. It's very interesting, relaxing and just plain fun to watch. I kind of want a dog. Maybe I should get a job first.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

The Nansen Refugee Award

So, I've been referencing this UNHCR award ceremony a lot recently. The story is this:

The Nansen Refugee Award is given annually by the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees to individuals or groups in recognition of outstanding service to the cause of refugees. Past recipients include Eleanor Roosevelt, Luciano Pavarotti, Doctors without Borders and Canada. This year, the UNHCR is giving it out posthumously to Senator Ted Kennedy (he luckily found out he had won before he passed away).

This is the first time the award has been held in the US in a long time (if ever) so it's on my regional office to plan it. This has been exciting because I've gotten a chance to be involved in all that planning and recently, I was asked to ratchet up my hours to full time for the next month and get really involved!

I've been spending a lot of time inviting and taking RSVPs from ambassadors, congressmen and the like. It's pretty fun and I think the affair itself will be super swanky. As the event comes closer (October 28 is a date burned in my mind) I might have a little less time to blog, but I will take pictures of all the celebs (if I'm allowed to) and share my fun stories when they come.

By the way, check out Fridtjof Nansen, the guy this was named after. He was a super bad-ass.

Lori and Matt Visit from New York

This weekend, two great great friends of mine came down from New York to visit. Besides the regular bar-hopping, I went with them to the Solar Decathlon, a really cool showcase of Solar Technology and design in houses. They actually built a whole bunch of self-powered houses on the National Mall! My favorite was the house from Minnesota. I'm very much looking forward to the future.

That evening, we camped out in the Penn Quarter Tavern and watched the Stanford-OSU football game. Despite the spanking our team received, fun was had by all and I think we'll be back to support them next week.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Shave and a Haircut

Well, not really a shave, but definitely an optometry appointment and a haircut. Try that knock on your front door. After a few weeks of unkempt hair and forced-glasses-wearing, I'm no longer long-haired or near-sighted.

For my haircut I tried out a traditional black barbershop (after all, I live in a historic black neighborhood) and I like what I got. Here are before and after shots.

As for my eyeballs, I'm glad as heck to have contacts back! My prescription had run out and I've been wearing poorly adjusted glasses that hurt my nose. Like I've been saying in a lot of posts recently, things are coming together.