I really enjoyed the Border Grill truck, so I was intrigued about the restaurant and decided to go with Panda for Father’s Day. It was pretty tasty and definitely unique, though I prefer the truck when it comes to appetizers and dessert.
My favorite, the green corn tamales. I prefer the cone you get from the truck though.
I got the sauteed shrimp dish. Very yummy and very sour. (I love sour.)
Panda got a carne asada quesadilla - very heavy food!
The TED conference is the most unique type I’ve ever attended! It’s pretty rare to have everyone watch the same presentations throughout the day (no break-out sessions) and because of that, it makes sense that they include this portion – a stretch break:
tedxucla break from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
Ever get so tired that you fall asleep without realizing it, leaving the lights on, the computer running, and maybe even still holding that pen in your hand? Well that happened to me last night. I woke up sometime around 1 AM to find my wrist was numb from propping my head up and my mind was so groggy it took me a second to register what was going on. I considered still writing up a blog post, but I just couldn’t muster up the energy to type, so I turned off my computer, the lights, and then my mind as well.
I probably wouldn’t have woken up until 5 or something if I hadn’t fallen asleep with my head weighing heavy on my hand. It was only when my hand was screaming for better blood flow that I jerked awake and tried to stop the numbness from becoming painful needles. Maybe the yoga earlier that night was too restful, or maybe my recent travels caught up to me. Either way, I was zonked out! Tonight I’m feeling pretty tired too, so I should get to bed earlier and catch up on sleep.
Playing around with different ways of seeing things (or seeing through/past them).
The tallest ones were the ones being followed around like they were kings!
flamingo ringleader from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
Look closely and you'll see the two dogs quietly sitting in the seats as if they were two old buddies who pulled over to sit and chat in the car.
I’m not a fan of fast food restaurants. For whatever reason, I always seem to overhear random conversations and it just puts me on edge not being able to tune out. Here I am at Burger King, having some dinner while waiting for my flight and there’s this lady talking to what appears to be her husband. From what I gathered, she writes episodes for some show and there’s a coworker who really annoys her. According to the lady, this coworker is so self-centered that whenever she contributes ideas to an episode, it’s always in a way to show off her knowledge of a given topic.
Fair enough, we all know people who just don’t realize how the people around them have learned to tune them out because they aren’t that pleasant to be around. But there was something about the way this woman was telling the story that actually made her sound exactly like the coworker she was complaining about: unknowingly self-centered. Ironic, isn’t it?
She just kept going on and on about how it was her plot and this other lady tried to hijack it just to serve her need to show off that she knew more about Catholicism and what a godmother is. And in the process, I heard a petty woman who was so focused on how much she disliked her coworker that she herself became oblivious to how self-centered she became.
What really bugged me more than that was that she was talking about something that made this other lady horny – right in front of her young son! He couldn’t have been much older than 8 or 9 and he just sat there listening to his mother rail on about some woman from work. I wonder what he was thinking. That certainly was no example to set for a child.
This woman got to my nerves a bit, just like another who was with a man at McDonald’s earlier this week. As they cozied up in a booth, I kept hearing her say to him in a nasally voice: “You don’t like kids… but you don’t like kids!” Saying it twice to make your point? I get that. Saying it at least 6 times in a row in a scratchy high-pitched voice that grated on my ears? Not cool. I’m not sure what they were discussing, but the entire conversation subsisted on her insisting he doesn’t like kids (or anything that bogs him down) and him chuckling and occasionally mumbling something. I was amazed that they could have an entire conversation where she said a whole of two sentences over and over again.
And so it goes, eating at fast food joints just hasn’t been panning out well for me. I’ve since moved to the terminal waiting area, and thankfully there are no conversations to overhear, just the echoey hum of conversations across the room.
