My prayers go out to anyone feeling the consequences. This crazy fire be blazin' across Yorba Linda burning some rather large homes up in the hills. I mention Corner Bakery because I was given the choice between the two. Getting the order mixed up, they gave me this penne with sausage when I ordered chicken Basil. Not only was the "lunch combo" second rate, but their service was of the same "ehh" quality. Me, the Deeter, Jessica, and her other friends Fairuz, Taylor, and brother Justin walked there only to be disappointed. While making one I thought I'd post more often, but I get self-conscious knowing my writing is public.Īs for the entry title, it's true. Happy Saturday! I'm not too active with this blog. I had a considerable amount of coffee earlier, so I won't be sleeping anytime soon. It's just a new date I have to remember to write on the right side of my paper. Maybe it's because I'm a student and the year feels like it begins in fall, but I'm pretty indifferent to starting a new year. I'm pretty happy for the girl who won this, Alison, and I'm guessing it must have been pretty amazing. Plus, one of the frontman's mic was off.Īll in all, it was pretty cool to have anything like that happen so close to home. Hah, some production guy during a commercial break yelled out "We need more energy, you guys are KILLING us!!!" Metro Station was there too, but I didn't feel much hype around me. I was more surprised by Tim Kash's appearance, seeing him on MTV so often. And being high school students, not many were excited for a Miley Cyrus show. The crowd was pretty apathetic, they made us wait a very long time, for not so long show and everyone lost their enthusiasm. (Feb.So, I was at the Miley Sized Surprise that played at Beckman (stop calling me a pink conformist lol). Ideas and imagery both beautiful and disturbing will linger. In “Alert but Not Armed,” a double-page spread heightens the ludicrousness of a nation in which every house has a government missile in the yard they tower over the neighborhood, painted in cheery pastels and used as birdhouses (“If there are families in faraway countries with their own backyard missiles, armed and pointed back at us, we would hope that they too have found a much better use for them,” the story ends). Tan's mixed-media art draws readers into the strange settings, à la The Mysteries of Harris Burdick Here, the emotional can be manifest physically (in “No Other Country,” a down-on-its-luck family finds literal refuge in a magic “inner courtyard” in their attic) and the familiar is twisted unsettlingly (a reindeer appears annually in “The Nameless Holiday” to take away objects “so loved that their loss will be felt like the snapping of a cord to the heart”). The term “suburbia” may conjure visions of vast and generic sameness, but in his hypnotic collection of 15 short stories and meditations, Tan does for the sprawling landscape what he did for the metropolis in The Arrival
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