Spring

As if President Obama heard my criticism about American’s weakness dealing with pirates, he ordered Navy to kill pirates and free the captain. That should have been done long time ago! I am glad that the captain comes home safely. Well done Obama and the Navy! I don’t mind my tax dollars to be used on sending troops for this kind of missions, but NOT to invade Iraq or to circle in sea right outside China. Tomorrow marks the 103rd anniversary of 1906 San Francisco Earthquake. I hope the big one won’t come anytime soon. However, the unusual weather pattern always makes me a little nervous. It was quite cold and windy last few days. But now, there is a "severe weather alert" for extreme hot weather this coming weekend! I am so ready to get out this weekend and enjoy the spring, regardless there will have an earthquake or not. Actually I have been indulging myself in the spring. I took Wednesday off to visit the California Academy of Sciences on its free day. However, the nice sunshine and blue sky brought more people to the park then I expected. The line was super long, and I have absolutely no patience to stay in line. Instead, I enjoyed spring flowers in the San Francisco Botanical Garden. They are outrageously beautiful and extravagantly colorful. http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf I normally don’t care to attend events at Bloomingdales due to the reputation of being lame and boring. However, after wandering around the park and a film screening, it’s time for a drink. I stopped by the Details event at Bloomingdales before I head home. As I expected, indeed it was lame and boring. The only drink they had was gin and tonic. After couple drinks, I left the mall heading home. When I was passing Union Square, I saw three animals on the sidewalk: a dog was carrying a cat and the cat was carrying a mouse. How can I not love this city? Peter’s birthday was celebrated at Coriya Hot Pot City on Monday night. I think the name "Coriya" is quite funny because it makes fun of the pronunciation of "Korea" with a heavy accent. When we left the place, I smelled like as if I am fresh off a grill. Lovely. Besides worrying about earthquake, I am also concerned about the school children in this country. Few days ago, an 18-year-old high school student was caught in bed with his 48-year-old math teacher. Who caught him? It was that teacher’s 20 years old boyfriend, who is her former student. The result? The 18-year-old was stabbed to death. If not for the love of math, I don’t know what draw these young students to their math teacher. They are labeled as triangle love. But for a triangle in mathematics, the sum of two sides is definitely greater than the third side. However, here 18+20<48. Go figure. Then I learned today that another 47-year-old high school teacher in Ohio is fired because she took four students to a male strip club. Obviously, these teachers take Bush’s "No Child Left Behind" literally. They took the students with them to bedrooms and strip clubs. After all, perhaps Americans are not that far behind Europeans when it comes to sex. The pain on my right hand’s middle finger mysteriously disappeared, just like it mysteriously came. I must have done something wrong, then right again. Hopefully I won’t do anything wrong again. I can keep my fingers crossed. I am looking forward to a fantastic warm (or hot) weekend, including the Cherry Blossom Festival Grand Parade on Sunday. It’s time to practice how to put on a fundoshi (褌) that I am sure that I will see a lot at the parade. But one question remains unanswered for me: what if the nature calls while wearing a fundoshi?