Celebrated with my brother Jason, this last weekend down in Loma Linda. He's now moving to San Jose to start residency. Congrats Jason!
So, he's now the latest Jeffery with a Dr. in front. Mom's only a thesis away. I'm a good 2 degrees away. And a whole mind shift away.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Another Doctor
Saturday, May 19, 2007
voyeur
I've chosen to be a voyeur today.
well, I should qualify - whenever one is taking public transit, rail, bus, actually any group transportation, public or private, they are forced into the lives of others. this morning's commute from hotel to the chinatown bus was quite interesting. I've been told that I have a tendency to eavesdrop (not the ear pressed up to the window, or the unplugging > plugging the phone in so you can listen into a conversation that isn't yours - but those conversations that happen in my shared space - and if you talk bad about CDN I will respond from across the room), but with the advent of cell phones, and no accompanying etiquette, I learned a lot more than I would asked for, or would've guessed from the outward appearance. And the lack of brevity in the conversation. I was just on overload today. actually, I felt like the whole city is like an overload of crazy stories, ethnic mosaics, education, politics, money, history, greed, trees, and trees.
and now I'm in NYC. see next post.
well, I should qualify - whenever one is taking public transit, rail, bus, actually any group transportation, public or private, they are forced into the lives of others. this morning's commute from hotel to the chinatown bus was quite interesting. I've been told that I have a tendency to eavesdrop (not the ear pressed up to the window, or the unplugging > plugging the phone in so you can listen into a conversation that isn't yours - but those conversations that happen in my shared space - and if you talk bad about CDN I will respond from across the room), but with the advent of cell phones, and no accompanying etiquette, I learned a lot more than I would asked for, or would've guessed from the outward appearance. And the lack of brevity in the conversation. I was just on overload today. actually, I felt like the whole city is like an overload of crazy stories, ethnic mosaics, education, politics, money, history, greed, trees, and trees.
and now I'm in NYC. see next post.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
bathrooms and such
so, this is the second floor bathroom of the men's dorm at Columbia, and I was kind of rushing to shoot this pic and get out, you know stealth and all. But hey, this was some attention to detail, labeling all the urinals, sinks, and (I'm assuming) toilets. the thought that someone has a big master plan of the campus, gripping the phone, finger moving across a map, "you say U2 doesn't have a flavour disc - I'll be right over." I find that humorous.
office birthday pinata
this is how we celebrate birthdays at my office. we originally did have the pinata hanging from the ceiling, but I was afraid I was going to do some damage to the ceiling tile frame - so, I reconciled to piercing the poor paper pony in the gut. and the goodies that poured...
Monday, May 14, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
toronto morning.

good morning. it's a little cold. the screaming hot base of this laptop is finally being appreciated. so, I've counted three older asian ladies walk down the street, two old white ladies sweeping their decks, someone having breakfast in the house across the way, a squirrel to replace the one I ran over just past kalamazoo on thurs pm, and me freezing my toes off. I'm going back inside.
Saturday, May 05, 2007
food in roommate setting.
so, there's that unfortunate occasion in roommate living, when food essentially dies in the fridge because no one knows who bought it. when you all are randomly in the kitchen, the question arises, and there's a moment of sadness that we've let the food go to waste. and how for some time you've really wanted to eat that food item, but you were never sure it was yours, and you could have been eating it all along. bah. so long neglected eggs, you half-drank bottles of cranberry juice, the tortilla chips now stale, tomatoes on the verge of black, never to come back, and all the olive garden leftovers in containers.
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