After Jon and George and Russ and the guys finished my kitchen, way back in the fall of 2004, George tore out the rotten, ugly, hideous, cheap-ass deck-facsimile that had been his route for supply-hauling and so on for the five months he’d been slaving on my kitchen, and he built me a beautiful redwood […]
V got a shiny new silver baby!
I moved my blog to blogspot, because I was fed up with all the glitches and gotchas of trying to keep this thing together on my comcast homepage. A URL that’s easier to remember is a nice bonus for the switch: http://erinvang.blogspot.com/. (Don’t click that; you’re already here.) Here are feed options, for those who […]
Victoria and I were having martinis (Beefeater, of course), and fortunately I happened to have my camera within arm’s reach when Gjetost the Cheese Kitty started trying to finish my martini. I think she was after the olive more than the remaining gin vapors, but you never know. And because I can, here’s a video […]
My site-traffic widget reports that my readership is smallish but much larger than I’d expect, which is to say greater than the six readers or so that could be accounted for by my family, and there’s even a fair amount of return traffic from people who live places where I don’t know people, so some […]
My airline kharma has been interesting lately. I passed the 50K butt miles mark sometime in May, meaning I’ve already passed my usual annual mileage, so my upgrade status is coming along nicely. For many of my recent segments endured during nine consecutive weeks of business travel, I’ve been getting upgraded to business a lot. […]
I get several emails a day–on a good day! sometimes it’s more than several–that have this subject line: translation queries about some aspect of the software that it’s my job to get localized. When I travel to various countries to meet with my translators, I have translation queries of my own: how do I order […]
The morning dawns bright and clear except for the clear part, not so much. This was the view from my hotel room yesterday. By lunchtime your contacts feel like they’ve been in for sixteen hours. You blow your nose and get black gunk. Mind you, you don’t do this in public in Asia–they don’t mind […]
Sometimes Dad hits the nail on the head. From his weekend email report today: “I just finished wading through the email that had accumulated over the weekend, including a whole bunch of spam and some of those sickening sweet inspirational things that would probably make Jesus puke.” He went on to talk about shooting pistols […]
Americans seem to think everything needs to be bigger to be better. Japanese go off the other deep end. I already knew this, as do most people who have any curiosity at all about Japan, but still I found cause for astonishment. I arrived at Narita Airport early Wednesday afternoon and, after some frustration trying […]